Why is it that as the flames of war continue to burn, he himself is burned?
"Qing'er..."
"You can eat it yourself!" Qingge rolled her eyes at him.
Mu Bai immediately shut up and continued eating obediently, not daring to make a sound.
It was his country and his place, but he believed she would have the best arrangements.
He listens to her.
He listens to her more.
He is a hundred times better than Feng Liye, right?
But on this windy night, the anger just now seemed to have dissipated a lot.
Although the dead woman made him almost go crazy, the words he just scolded Mu Bai sounded pretty good to him.
He only knows how to eat and drink all day long. Mu Bai is a loser. There is no point in living anymore.
It's better to send it to the border to guard the city and open up wasteland or something, and it can also be used as waste!
"So it seems that the Ninth Princess has the final say in this Prince Mu's Mansion?"
Feng Liye thought about this issue "very seriously" at night. It was a piece of trash, so it was okay not to mention it.
Who knew that this sarcastic remark not only did not embarrass Mu Bai, but the guy actually became excited after hearing it.
"That's right, in our family, the hostess has always had the final say!"
Our family!
Feng Liye tightened his palms, and with a snap, the corner of the table finally became overwhelmed and he grabbed it.
He is not angry at all!
What does other people's affairs have to do with him?
Who has the final say in other people's homes still has nothing to do with him!
What is there to be angry about?
He has no relationship with this dead woman for a long time!
He is really! Really not angry at all!
"Does the prince dislike the ugly corner of my table?" Mubai glanced at Qingge innocently, "Qing'er, you can choose a better-looking one later, and I'll have someone buy it back immediately. www.yshuge. org"
In their house, the mistress has the final say! Ha! I’m so angry at that bumbling bitch sitting across from me!
Chu Qingge glanced at Feng Liye indifferently, not knowing what was going on with this guy.
"Maybe the prince is too hungry and thinks the stone table is made of flour."
She waved her hand: "Send some more snacks to the prince."
"Okay." Qiqiao and Tiemian were both trembling, but they couldn't hold back their laughter and felt extremely uncomfortable, so they immediately ran away.
If you don't run away, you will really laugh out loud.
So unbridled, who knows if the prince will crush them into minced meat?
Stone table! What a hard granite! It’s like flour in the hands of the Master.
If those five fingers fall on his body, he will die or be disabled.
So scary! It’s really scary!
Chu Qingge, however, remained expressionless, looking at the man sitting across from him, rubbing his fingertips and flicking the stone powder off his fingers.
She said helplessly: "Someone, bring the prince a basin of warm water to wash his hands."
Feng Liye lowered his head and glanced at his hands. There were finally traces of cracks on his face that had been frozen for thousands of years.
A little embarrassing.
However, the anger remained.
I don't even know what my state of mind is at this time.
Fortunately, after Mu Bai accepted the warning from Chu Qingge's eyes, he bowed his head and ate without saying any provocative words.
This breakfast meal finally ended without any danger.
After the meal, Chu Qingge looked at Feng Liye and said calmly: "Master, please come to the study to get together. Let's talk slowly about cooperation."
Half an hour later, Nangong Qin could no longer sit still after hearing the news!
"Do they want to cooperate? No, it's obviously a trap. They want to harm me, Mu'er!"
