The waiter kept staring at Nan Liyou's face, chattering endlessly about the names of pastries and how to make them.
Nan Liyou listened calmly and said nothing.
When you encounter a pastry that interests you, pick it up and take a bite.
Seeing that she was not unhappy, the waiter looked shy and continued the introduction.
Ling Xiaohan was not happy and wanted to dig out the waiter's eyes.
If he hadn't been in Nanming, he would have taken action long ago.
"Get out of here, if you take one more look, His Highness will gouge out your eyeballs!" Ling Xiaohan frowned, his eyes were cold, and he shot the waiter sharply.
The waiter in the shop happened to catch his eyes, he trembled all over, his legs and feet went limp, he held on to the table, quickly lowered his head, and said tremblingly: "Young man, please step aside right now..."
Nan Liyou raised her eyebrows and looked at him. The corners of her mouth twitched and she ignored him, "Ling'er, where are you going to play later?"
For such a person, Nan Liyou decided to ignore his existence.
"Hmm... let me think about it..." Shangguan Ling'er bit into a piece of pastry, rolled her eyes, and spoke vaguely.
"Oh, I thought about it, Xiao Qi, I will take you to the auction house. When I went out in the morning, I heard the old man say that Meteor Auction House will have a large-scale auction today! It is the most lively place in the imperial city! I will take you
Go and experience the scene!" Shangguan Ling'er patted the remaining cake dregs in his hand and wiped his mouth.
Nan Liyou thought for a moment and nodded.
"What is there to see at the auction? Why don't I, Your Highness, take you to the countryside? The weather is nice today, how about hunting?" Ling Xiaohan asked her with a bewitching smile on his face.
Nan Liyou glanced at him lightly and said coldly: "Your Highness, go alone! We don't have time!"
"You are my beloved concubine! Wherever you go for your husband, it is unnatural for a wife like you to want to be by your husband's side! How can you ignore me!" Ling Xiaohan's dark eyes were filled with light, and there was clearly a hint of something.
The smell of coquettishness.
Nan Liyou's eyes turned cold, and he raised his eyebrows slightly: "Ling Xiaohan, I think you are really ill! You forgot so quickly, I don't mind repeating it! Listen clearly! I, Nan Liyou, am with you
not related!"
Ling Xiaohan paused and looked at the determination between her brows.
"You have always been alienated from my Highness. Could it be that you have a crush on someone?" His eyes passed by a looming sinister look, and the evil smile on his face still looked touching, and there was no trace of his displeasure and anger at all.
Shen Leng.
Nan Liyou almost spurted blood again. Talking to such a person was simply nerve-wracking.
A twelve-year-old girl whose hair has not even grown yet will have a romantic partner?
She saw that only a pervert like Ling Xiaohan could have a hobby for young teeth.
However, in order to make him give up, Nan Liyou would not mind making a fuss. He smiled sweetly and said: "Yes! This princess does have a crush! He is better-looking than you, a man who is like an immortal..."
In Nan Liyou's mind, an extremely bewitching face suddenly appeared, a pair of clear but bottomless eyes, always showing a hint of fleeting sadness. A handsome nose, sexy coolness
She has thin lips and always wears a spotless brocade robe.
Sitting under the cherry blossom tree, playing the harp, the natural sound of the harp hits my ears, and I feel like I am on top of the clouds.
He is like a banished immortal, and as spotless as a white lotus. His identity is confusing and makes people full of curiosity.