78. Chapter 78 It's very immoral to reject others 1
Just when Jintongtong couldn't help it anymore and was about to raise his hand to pull out all the messy things on his head, his mother's voice finally came to his ears: "Princess, we're here!"
In fact, the golden boy knew it was coming without any reminder from his grandma.
There were bursts of coquettish laughter and flattering voices coming from the flower hall not far away, and each sentence was preceded by the word "Prince".
Needless to say, it must be the stallion and his horse inside.
Jintongtong thought as he pushed away his grandmother who was supporting him.
He supported the wall with his hands and took a few deep breaths.
Of course she had to rest before going to see Xuanyuan Hong to say hello.
If he saw himself being squashed by such a head of jewels, he would lose face greatly.
After a while, he stood up straight and stretched out his hand to the grandmother who was waiting at the side: "Help me in!"
Grandma immediately raised her hand, supported Jintongtong's graceful body, and continued to walk to the door of the flower hall with the graceful lotus steps just now.
After letting go of the arm holding Jin Tongtong, the nanny bent her knees and bowed to her before bowing away.
Before the Golden Boy stepped into the room, the strong fragrance that hit his nostrils made him sneeze twice.
He raised his hand to rub his nose, lifted up his skirt and carefully stepped into the flower hall.
After taking just one step, Jin Tongtong's eyes became a little straight.
A woman wearing a thin gauze dress was sitting in Xuanyuan Hong's arms.
Qian Qianyu held a peeled grape in her hand and put it to Xuanyuan Hong's lips: "Your Majesty!"
Although it was only two words, the voice was extremely coquettish.
This sound made all the hairs on Jintongtong's body stand up immediately.
Looking at the body on Xuanyuan Hong's legs, except for a layer of see-through gauze, the inside was not covered by any clothes.
Jintongtong couldn't help but feel chilly all over his body.
Although there is no other man here besides Xuanyuan Hong.
But in broad daylight, in this flower hall, is it necessary to be so exaggerated?
Um!
This sound sounds familiar, as if I've heard it somewhere above.
Before Jin Tongtong could think of where he had heard this voice, the woman had already turned around.