Jihua picked up the delicate spoon and put it in her mouth. The taste was better than expected, and it had the fragrance of chrysanthemums and vanilla.
Only she knows how sensitive she is to the smell of plants
Anger is just anger. After seeing something delicious, you can’t be sorry for your mouth!
Qian Shan held his chin, looked at Yu Hua, and made a "tsk, tsk" sound in his mouth. His eating posture had not changed.
The way he held his chin looked nothing like a king, but like the real Qian Shan...
…
After a while, I finished eating the ice cream
"Your Majesty, why aren't you leaving yet? The other two beauties are probably dying to wait," Yuhua said angrily.
I obviously don’t want him to leave, but I just say that.
Women, they always mean what they say.
"Do you really want me to leave?" Qian Shan walked up to Yu Hua.
He was so close to her... but there was no sense of closeness like before.
If it had been in the past, she would have acted coquettishly in his arms
"Of course it's true." Yuhua still refused to admit her feelings.
"Then I'll leave. If I leave, I won't come back." Qian Shan said tentatively, pretending to leave.
"Let's go, I'll be leaving soon anyway, just treat it as a free tour of the palace." Xiehua said angrily and lay down on the quilt, ignoring the king.
"Why do you become more and more willful as you grow up?" Qian Shan sighed softly.
But Yaohua heard those words - did he really know that he was back? Now that he knew, he still...
Unforgivable! Unforgivable!
Yaohua still ignored him and hid under the quilt, fuming angrily.
Qian Shan said he couldn't leave, but he still stayed in this room.
…
"Well, there are often mice on the bed at night in this house. After all, no one has slept in it for more than a year. Be careful," Qian Shan said.
"Wow - Mouse, you didn't tell me earlier!" He jumped up with a sound
Don't be afraid of anything else. That mouse is really creepy. It's still under the quilt, on the bed...
Qian Shan didn't waste the opportunity, pulled Yu Hua over and put him into his arms.
"Stop torturing each other, okay?"
After Qian Shan finished speaking, his own lips were already reflected on Ji Hua's lips.
Jihua struggled for a while, but stopped struggling. The fragrance on his lips aroused a lot of desire in her.