"Let's go to Lingbo Xiaozhu and change your clothes. Look at the dust you are wearing." Mu Jieyu turned behind Xuanyuan Zhirong and stretched out his hand to push Xuanyuan Zhirong from behind, "In a while, I will talk to you carefully.
road."
"Why don't I remember that I left some clothes at Min'er's place?" He obviously guessed that Mu Jieyu must have sewed the clothes for him in his spare time, but he still pretended not to know.
Mu Jieyu raised his eyes and looked at his little face that was turning towards him, with the look of a villain who had succeeded. Mu Jieyu was so angry that it itched his teeth, so he snorted coldly: "Your Highness Prince Rong's clothes are expensive, how can I afford them in this small temple?"
?I saw that His Highness Prince Rong has a similar figure to my elder brother, so I happened to rush to make one for my brother a few days ago. If His Highness Prince Rong doesn’t dislike it, let me try it on my brother first.”
"Oh~" Xuanyuan Zhirong nodded clearly, "Since Min'er asked, it doesn't matter if I give it to my brother-in-law to try."
"Bah, shameless, who is your brother-in-law!"
"Hahaha……"
While the two were laughing, Mu Jieyu had already pushed Xuanyuan Zhirong to Lingbo Xiaozhu. While Xuanyuan Zhirong was washing up, Mu Jieyu took Bai Wei into the small kitchen and cooked in person.
With the guidance and advice, I simply made three dishes and one soup, and brought them to Lingbo Xiaozhu along with Bai Wei's steamed rice.
As soon as Mu Jieyu and Bai Wei entered the small hall, Xuanyuan Zhirong walked out with half-dried hair. Mu Jieyu raised his eyes and couldn't help but be surprised again.
I originally thought that Xuanyuan Zhirong and Xuan Yinlan were put together, and Xuan Yinlan had no intention of being infinitely enchanting, but I didn't expect that Xuanyuan Zhirong could be so enchanting with a waterfall of long hair spread out...
"Min'er, what kind of clothes are you wearing? It's so weird?" Xuanyuan Zhirong looked at the nightgown he was wearing with a tangled face for the first time. There were also those weird slippers, and Qing Juan's sword-shaped eyebrows were almost twisted into a knot.
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"This is the nightgown I made for you. You wear it when you sleep. These are slippers. You wear them at home. Don't you think they are very comfortable?" Mu Jieyu stepped forward and lifted the two pieces hanging from his waist for him.
The straps are tied into a beautiful knot.
"It's very comfortable, and I feel a lot more relaxed." Xuanyuan Zhirong had to admit his feelings, and then looked at Mu Jieyu with a half-smile, "Didn't Min'er just say that he wanted me to try on my brother-in-law's clothes?
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After hearing what he said, Mu Jieyu was shocked to realize that he had made a mistake. Then when he saw Xuanyuan Zhirong's lopsided smile, he raised his foot and gave Xuanyuan Zhirong a hard and merciless kick.
"Hiss—" Xuanyuan Zhirong felt pain and lowered his head to look at his new shoes lovingly, "Min'er can take it out on me if you want, but don't step on my shoes."
"Eat!" Mu Jieyu glared at him, turned around so that he could not see the corners of her raised lips, and walked towards the table.
"The fire in the kitchen has been turned off, and there are not many dishes left. Your Highness, Prince Rong, just order." Mu Jieyu handed the rice that Bai Wei served to Xuanyuan Zhirong, and sat down next to him.
"As long as it's done by Min'er." Xuanyuan Zhirong smiled.
"I didn't do it!" Mu Jieyu replied without even thinking.
Xuanyuan Zhirong raised his sword eyebrows, stretched out his hand to pick up a chopstick of fried mushrooms, looked at it carefully for a while and then said: "I didn't expect that besides Min'er, there is anyone in the world who can make such a dish..."
Xuanyuan Zhirong clicked his tongue in surprise, which made a certain woman suddenly become angry: "Xuanyuan Zhirong, what do you mean?"