How big is the living room of Zhuangzi?

Pei Ciye ran a few steps and caught up with the two of them.

The three began to join hands.

[Sister Rao, even if you say sternly, you shouldn't know Feng Beimian, I think that the current scene is definitely the Shura Field!]

【The atmosphere is so scary.】

【Will they fight?】

9527 looked at two men standing beside Sister Rao, one left and one right, and looked like the door god.

They looked at each other.

Lightning and thunder.

Swords and shadows!

She thought it was worth it.

"It was raining so suddenly. I was soaked. Change some clothes to avoid getting cold."

Xiao Rao whispered softly.

The tone is as gentle as water and the temperament is as quiet as orchid.

He regarded the oppressive feeling of the two big men in front of him as nothing.

——As long as I pretend well, no one can expose me.

Shura Field?

hehe!

What Shura?

Where did the scene come from?

Not acknowledged.

Does not exist.

No feeling.

She smiled faintly, and a faint sorrow flashed between her eyebrows. The fox's eyes turned, her face slightly pale, "Cough cough cough~"

Xiao Rao coughed out.

It seems to be suffering from a cold wind.

The two men turned their heads at the same time, feeling distressed and worried about each other's cold and cold faces.

"You are weak, go and change your clothes."

Feng Beimian opened his mouth from the beginning.

Pei Ciye looked at him with discomfort and confusion:...

Your Highness the Crown Prince knows Aunt Xiao?

"Okay, you guys, cough, be careful, Xiao Zhuangtou, take some clean clothes for His Royal Highness and Pei Shizi..."

"Two, little girl!

Xiao Rao coughed lightly and left gracefully.

Xiao Zhuangtou was trembling and respectfully invited the two men into the guest room.

Xiao Rao asked the maid to prepare clean clothes for them, especially...

[Ahem, Sister Rao, you have chosen Feng Beimian's ginger robe. This style really looks like the one he wore that day, when Xiao Jing's birthday party, you "hello" him!]

9527 muttered quietly.

Xiao Rao ignored her and asked the maid to take her clean clothes to the guest room. She took a beautiful shower, wiped her wet hair clean, and changed her body inside and outside.

She returned to the living room.

There, Feng Beimian and Pei Ciye sat opposite each other.

They seem to be chatting.

Feng Beimian talks again.

Pei Ciye:...

He is the crown prince, and he is a subordinate and dare not let others trap him.

When someone asked, he had to say that, so after a few rounds, Feng Beimian took out his bottom and knew that his current identity was Xiao Rao's future niece and son-in-law had never deviated from it. Feng Beimian was very happy and his attitude towards him was much eased.

After Xiao Rao came back from washing up, the two had a great time talking.

I saw her coming in at first sight~~

"Miss Xiao~"

Feng Beimian's eyes flashed with joy, and he suddenly came forward.

Xiao Rao's red lips smiled slightly, her fox eyes were filled with Feng Beimian. Look at the one he was wearing, the ginger clothes she specially selected, with her expression...

A sudden change.

Half as if panic, half as if angry, her eyes suddenly widened like a fox who was frightened and hurt.

The eyelashes were trembling violently.

Feng Beimian was stunned, very puzzled. As Xiao Rao stared at the direction of his eyes, he lowered his eyes and looked at himself, and then... his expression suddenly froze.

He found something was wrong with his clothes.

Color, style ~~

Very familiar.

Did Xiao Rao recognize something?

Although, ahem, his purpose today is to confess, but admitting himself and being discovered are completely different concepts!

Feng Beimian was seriously silent, his fists were clenched tightly, and a vertical pattern between his eyebrows was profound and obvious.

He took a deep breath and his eyes became sharper.

That man belonged to the royal family and the crown prince of the dynasty was majestic.

Xiao Zhuangtou was so scared that he didn't dare to show off his anger.

Xiao Rao's whole body trembled, her eyes gradually turned red, and her teeth bit her red lips hard, half hated and half resentful.

"What's wrong? Aunt Xiao, do you know His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?"

Pei Ciye looked confused.

Feel……

In the world of three people, why does he seem so redundant?

"I, I don't know you, head, the first time I've met you."

Xiao Rao's malignant tumor was obviously a little dazed. Her delicate body trembled slightly, and her eyes were uncontrollably chasing Feng Beimian.

He glanced at him one after another.

Feng Beimian's expression became more and more serious.

The heartbeat is getting heavier and heavier.

My face gradually turned red.

Pei Ciye:...

"Your Highness, what are your important things to do when you suddenly left the city? Do you need the assistance of your husband?"

Pei Ciye coughed lightly, trying to break the embarrassment.

Feng Beimian looked at her eyes without squinting, and flatly refused, "No, you can't help me."

Pei Ciye:...

ah!

I felt more and more that I was almost gone in the seat.

He touched his chin and started making jokes in a bad mood. In order to answer his question, Xiao Rao and Feng Beimian started chatting, and the awkward situation in the hall seemed to be opened.

It was just a faint embarrassment and tension in secret.

Still exists.

Long, long...

Pei Ciye mentioned that he would accompany Xiao Rao into the city and send her back to the Minister's Mansion, and Feng Beimian took the initiative to speak and asked at the same time...

Xiao Rao suddenly asked, "Your Highness, I heard that when my brother-in-law was born in the previous month, you, you have been here to attend, right?"
To be continued...