"What??" Hua Weiluo was stunned for a moment, then looked up at Zhishan's ambiguous expression. He suddenly came back to his senses, quickly crossed his hands in front of his chest, and said fiercely to him: "At this time, you
Are you still in the mood to do that kind of thing??”
"Oh...that kind of thing...what kind of thing is it??" Zhishan lowered his head slightly and asked her seriously.
"Just... it's that kind of thing..." Hua Weiluo was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered that Zhishan seemed to have just said something meaningful just now. She couldn't say what it was first...
"Why are you not in the mood??" Zhishan smiled slightly and said with a flash of light in his deep eyes: "Food is the most important thing for the people. We went to the palace to explore for a whole night. Can't we go back to the room to have something to eat?
??”
"..." Hua Weiluo looked at him with a pair of moist eyes for a while, then breathed a long sigh of relief and said, "So what you are talking about is eating."
"Yes, otherwise what would Luo'er think??" Zhishan looked at her with a narrow expression.
"Nothing." Hua Weiluo shut up knowing the current affairs.
"Hmm...what would Luo'er want to eat?" Zhishan's lips curved into a nice smile, and he walked slowly towards the wing with Hua Weiluo in his arms.
"Hmm... squirrel mandarin fish, stir-fried three delicacies, braised lion's head, and crystal shrimp dumplings." Hua Weiluo counted them one by one with his fingers.
"good."
"Then little junior brother, what do you want to eat??"
"you."
"Ah?? Uh... um..." Before Hua Weiluo could react, a pair of red lips had been blocked by someone. The door of the room was closed by Zhishan, and the golden gauze curtain fell, revealing another charming room.
.
The next morning, Hua Weiluo lay dazedly in Zhishan's arms, rubbing her head against his chest until someone's voice was hoarse.
He looked at her and said, "Luo'er, if you don't behave better, I can't guarantee whether I will eat you for breakfast."
Before the flowers fell, he immediately became motionless as if his acupoints had been tapped.
Zhishan's thin lips curved into a nice curve, and when he was about to nudge her a few words, the door was suddenly pushed open by someone, and then a red figure rushed in, shouting: "
The flowers have not yet fallen!! I know you have returned home!! You didn’t even come to see me! Do you know what a miserable life my sister is living now!!”
The sleepiness before the flowers fell disappeared without a trace in an instant.
"The flowers have not fallen!! You!!" Haitang rushed all the way to the golden gauze curtain where the flowers had not fallen, reached out and lifted the gauze curtain directly, and looked at the two people sleeping hugging each other on the bed, her eyes staring straight at their expressions
The slightly angry Zhishan looked at him for a long time before he couldn't help but take two steps back. He pointed at him with trembling hands and said: "You, you, you... you are still alive..."
Zhishan waved his long arm, and the clothes hanging on the bedside instantly flew onto the bed. The opened golden gauze curtain fell down again, and he said in a gloomy voice: "The one who came early in the morning to disturb people's dreams is...
Is this what the mother of a nation should do??”
"Bah! What kind of mother of a country! Who wants to be the mother of a country!!" Haitang came back to her senses, took a sip on the ground, and then said in shock: "How did you know that I want to be the mother of a country?
Already??”
"Begonia! Begonia!!" Mr. Yun's gentle voice floated in following Haitang's figure.
