Mistakenly provoking the evil Nine Princes: Qingcheng Emperor and Concubine Chapter 260: It's courting death for me to personally deliver it to my door
Chapter 260: It's courting death for me to personally deliver it to my door
"Forget it..." Nangongze waved his hand, knowing that Xiao Li had tried his best.
"Then Your Highness, are we going to catch up with the army and return to Tianzhuo City now?" Qian Mo said.
at this time.
On Mall Street.
Nangong Zhao and Ye Jingjing hold hands...
After walking for so long, they were all a little tired.
All the wet clothes on my body dried naturally.
"Zhao, I'm so hungry, let's find a place to eat something." Ye Jingjing touched Gaga's belly and said.
"Okay... there is a teahouse here, let's go in."
Nangong Zhao led Ye Jingjing into the teahouse together...
Second floor. Seating.
Nangong Ze looked towards the street inadvertently... and happened to see Ye Jingjing and Nangong Zhao holding hands as they entered the teahouse.
"Humph, it took no effort at all."
Nangongze snorted coldly and raised his lips...
Beitang Zhao... Yang Yixin, you can't run away this time... and you are sent to your door by me personally, this is simply asking for death.
Nangong Zhao and Ye Jingjing came to the second floor.
"Boss, we want to order some food."
Ye Jingjing waved proudly.
In the past, when she went to eat with her male business partners, she always pretended to be a lady due to her status as a famous lady in the wine country.
But now in ancient times, we can finally break free from this shackles and feel free.
She felt very happy.
Fortunately, Nangong Zhao didn't think she was rude. Seeing her being so frank, he just gave her a gentle look.
"Zhao, what do you want to eat?"
Ye Jingjing asked Nangong Zhao before the waiter came over.
When ordering, you should not only consider your own taste, but also consider the other party.
"Whatever...I just need to have food to eat."
As a prince of a prince, Nangong Zhao's requirements are very low.
Ye Jingjing felt distressed hearing this...
It seems that Zhao really suffered a lot.
"You two gentlemen, do you need something to eat?"
The waiter came over.
"Bring me a menu." Ye Jingjing said habitually.
"What is the menu?" the waiter said depressedly.
"You don't even know the menu?"
Ye Jingjing wanted to faint, but then she thought that this was ancient times.