Chapter 677

Claws or heads?

"It's just a mother's?"

Bai Zhu asked song Yan.

"Yes," Song Yan gently touched the cat lying on his shoulder. The cat was so beautiful that even he couldn't help liking it. It was also very clean and didn't shed hair. How could a cat that Shen Qingci liked so much could not grow well.

"Oh..."

White bamboo understood, she is again clenching the sword in her hand, a pair of sharp eyes is also thrown to the cat in the past.

Miaomiao stood up his hair and grabbed the clothes on Song Yan's shoulder more forcefully. Fortunately, his clothes are very thick now, so the cat's paws have not caught his skin. Otherwise, he will see blood now.

But when he went back, song Yan did not enter the house, but his shoulder was light. The white cat meow, he had already jumped on the ground, and then rushed out to the outside.

Even in such a moment, the cat has disappeared.

"What about that stupid cat?"

Bai Zhu comes in and has decided to tighten her cat skin.

Song Yan held out his finger and said, "it Run away. "

"Run away?"

Bai Zhu looked at Song Yan suspiciously for a long time, you let go.

Song Yan really felt that he was really wronged, "the cat is more refined than the monkey, and this one came back and disappeared."

Bai Zhu suddenly reaches out his hand and grabs song Yan's clothes. He sees that his clothes are all scratched by cat's paws.

"What's the matter? Are you hurt?"

Bai Zhu's heart was anxious, but he was really afraid that the cat would scratch song Yanju.

Miaomiao's cat is the same as that of Zhefeng, whose claws are poisonous, and Miaomiao's claws are as clean.

"It's OK. It's OK."

Song Yan saw that Bai Zhu was really nervous about himself. At this time, this heart was sweeter than eating honey. His bamboo was like this: knife mouth, bean curd heart.

Every time clearly, the words that come out of his mouth are very cruel, but what we do is for his sake.

"Show me."

Bai Zhu doesn't believe it. She must see it in person, otherwise she won't be at ease.

"Take off your clothes and show me."

Bai Zhu pulls song Yan to the house.

"Bamboo."

"Yes?"

Bai Zhu doesn't have time to talk with song Yan now. She has to see with her own eyes the extent of song Yan's injury. Otherwise, she can't rest assured.

Song Yan quickly tightened his clothes.

"Bamboo, it's sunny. It's not good."

"No," the white bamboo frowned, "where is the bad?"

"cough..."

Song Yan coughed and someone would come to me at any time.

His eyes were overflowing with something. The warm fruit also made Bai Zhu feel his heart tight. She had a calm face and tore the clothes on Song Yan's shoulder.

As a result, in this moment, someone came in outside, and saw the fierce scene of white bamboo at a glance.

"You..."

Changqing covered her face with her hand.

Can you stop being in such a public place? It's not good. He was going to leave, but it turned out that he wanted to tell them that he didn't mean to, but wanted to find something.

"Song Fu Fu, the fourth Prince has come back. Now he is waiting for the Lord to come over and discuss the river trouble."

"I will go at once."

Song Yan quickly tidied up his clothes. As a result, Bai Zhu's strength was too strong, and all his clothes were divided into two parts.

As for Bai Zhu, she swaggered into the inner room, poured a cup of tea for herself, and then went to Shen Qingci as an errand. Don't think that if he got married, he didn't have to do anything. He had to be paid for money 。

When song Yan came out in a hurry, Changqing did not leave, but stood outside waiting.

When he saw song Yan's appearance, he also looked at him from head to toe several times, "I can't imagine that the Lord song is so Well, it doesn't matter

Song Yan coughed again.

"Well, it's a misunderstanding."

"I understand. I understand."

Changqing fully understands that we are all men. There are some things that we know well. We really don't need to explain, and we don't need to explain them. It's the freedom of others to make trouble between husband and wife.

"Yes, Lord song..."

Changqing really has some words not to vomit."You are also an official of the imperial court, so can you, er, pay more attention to it? After all, it is not good to let others see it in public after all."

"No, it's not."

Song Yan quickly wanted to explain again, "things are not what you think, just because Miaomiao grabbed my clothes, and Bai Zhu just worried about me."

"Oh..."

Oh, it sounds so blue.

Song Yan wanted to explain again, but how did he find out that it was really that the scholar met the soldier, and he could not explain clearly. Moreover, the more he explained, the more confused he was.

The more explanation, the more people think.

When they got to the hall, they didn't know when the fourth prince had returned. The fourth prince had been to the capital for a long time, probably in April.

"Your Highness."

Song Yan is busy in salute.

The fourth Prince quickly waved, "there's no need to be so polite here. We first said that business matters." the so-called business is nothing else. It's just looking for the water of the river, and I don't know what's going on. What's the matter? It's just a year's time. Is it because they failed in flood control?

Song Yan came over and sat down.

The fourth Prince just picked up the tea cup, but his eyes inadvertently saw a certain place. Then he even tightened his thick eyebrows.

"Song Yan, when did you start to slouch?"

Slovenly, no?

Song Yan has always paid attention to his own image. He was a scholarly family, and he grew up learning the rules when he was young. Although he did not have the bearing of a prince, he also had a clear flow and was of course an elegant gentleman.

"Look at your clothes."

The fourth prince himself was in a bad mood. This was the flood that had exhausted a lot of gold and silver. If he didn't avoid the flood this time, he would have lost him.

Now, Chaozhong doesn't know how many people are watching his jokes. When he thinks about it, the whole person is not good, so now he is more and more unhappy with song Yan.

How can such a slovenly person do things for him?

Song Yan looked at his clothes inexplicably, and then his face burned. He was tight just now, so he didn't pay attention to it. He put on his clothes in reverse.

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