290. Haven't you worked hard enough for your husband?
Hearing such a roaring sound, the black-clad guards who were surrounding a pile of boiled eggs outside the carriage shrank their heads and subconsciously glanced at the ground. Black Eagle, who was getting off the White Eagle carriage, shivered and his feet
He suddenly stepped on the air, screamed in surprise, and almost fell off the carriage.【】
He staggered a few steps, but thanks to the help from a guard in black beside him, Black Eagle didn't fall to the ground. After thanking him, he touched his nose and walked to Red Eagle.
"Princess sounds like she is quite energetic..."
Red Eagle glanced at him, and the old god said calmly: "You know what the hell, don't we still know the prince's abilities? The prince must have provoked the princess again. When the princess is angry, her strength comes out."
Black Eagle shook his head, his face full of disbelief, "It doesn't seem like it, I think it must be that the prince didn't try his best, or maybe the princess is too powerful, and she has squeezed the prince dry and is still not satisfied, now
He is angry."
The image of Qi Mo's charming appearance at dusk suddenly appeared in Red Eagle's mind. He shuddered coldly and punched Black Eagle on the shoulder angrily: "Come on, if the prince can be squeezed dry so easily,
He is no longer our prince."
Black Eagle was also unconvinced and raised his arms to his chest. "If the princess is so easy to stop eating, she will no longer be the prince's princess."
"Why do you have to confront me!" Red Eagle glared, looking at Black Eagle very dissatisfied.
Black Eagle rolled his eyes at him nonchalantly and snorted: "Who is going to fight you? Is there any hair in your body that is worthy of me fighting with you?!"
Three black lines instantly fell from Hong Ying's smooth forehead: "Who taught you to say this?" Why does this tune... sound so familiar?"
Black Eagle twitched his big nostrils triumphantly: "Of course she is the princess! Only the princess can say such stylish words!"
Red Eagle: "..."
"No, aren't you and I also learning decently?" A slightly lazy voice came from the carriage unhurriedly, "Or, you are all too idle... huh?"
In the end, if the hidden dangerous aura could not be discovered by Black Eagle and Red Eagle, they would have been following the finals for so many years in vain.
"Ah! I suddenly remembered that there are some medicines on the other carriage. The princess's wound will need dressing later! I'll go get it!" Black Eagle was the first to shout, and before he could finish speaking, he was already wiping the soles of his feet.
Oily.
Realizing that Qi Mo's eyes were gradually looking at him, Hong Ying mentally turned over that unloyal guy Black Ying over and over again.
"Red Eagle..." Qi Mo's voice sounded strange, "Do you have nothing to do?"
"Ah! I suddenly remembered that the people who were sent out to catch game should be back. I'm going to see if they caught anything good." Apply oil on the soles of your feet and walk as fast as you can.
...Black Eagle turned over and over again in his heart.
Qi Mo's eyes turned to the guard in black who was "concentrating" on boiling eggs not far away. As soon as his thin lips moved, there was a "crash", and various personnel quickly returned to their positions. Wherever he looked, everything was peaceful.
Qi Mo nodded with satisfaction, turned around, and picked up Zhong Qingye, who had already put on clothes. He didn't care about her angry round eyes, and wrapped his thick cloak tighter with his free fingers.
At one o'clock, he got off the carriage.
"Qi Mo!" Zhong Qingye grabbed his collar with force, his round pupils full of anger, and said word by word, "I can go by myself!"
Qi Mo lowered his head and kissed her chattering lips, "Are you saying that you haven't worked hard enough for your husband?"
Zhong Qingye shut up obediently.
Qi Mo raised his lips and his pupils were bright, like a big weasel in the dark. He carried Zhong Qingye and walked to the fire. Someone had already done a simple cleaning on the ground, and all the larger stones and branches had been swept away.
It was opened and a thick cotton blanket was laid out to ensure that people sitting on it would not feel any discomfort.
Qi Mo bent over and sat down, then put Zhong Qingye down and sat between his legs, wrapping his arms tightly around her.
Zhong Qingye was still angry and looked into the distance with anger, not talking to Qi Mo at all.
Qi Mo was not embarrassed, relying on his long arms, he reached over her and took out a porcelain bowl and porcelain spoon from nowhere like a magic trick. He took out a bowl of brown sugar water from the small pot that had been left to cool, and put it aside first.
When it was cold, he turned sideways and took out an oval egg from the pot. He put his chin directly on Zhong Qingye's shoulder, and stretched his arms from both sides of her body to the front, almost covering her entire body, so that he could peel the egg easily.
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Zhong Qingye watched his actions with cold eyes. His bright red lips clearly showed signs of suffering. They were pursed tightly with a slight hint of annoyance but did not speak.
Qi Mo's fingers are very beautiful, the joints are round and smooth, and there are no bulges in the joints that ordinary men often have. The five fingers are as smooth as jade, slender than men and slender than women. There is a bright red thumb ring on the thumb, which is like a fire.
Photo, beautiful and delicate, like a work of art.
Anyway, Qi Mo didn't notice it. Zhong Qingye was staring at his hands openly, feeling that using such artistic hands to peel eggs was a bit violent.
Qi Mo's movements were neither fast nor slow. After a while, a round egg appeared in his hand. He gently moved it to the side. With a move of his fingers, the egg jumped happily into the wine-red sugar water.
Zhong Qingye rolled her eyes and leaned on Qi Mo's chest. The cushion behind her was free anyway. She stretched out her hand and yawned widely, feeling quite sleepy.
God knows how Qi Mo's abnormal physical strength can be so good. She was tortured by him for a whole afternoon, and the break never lasted more than five minutes. It was the best example of fighting against every second.
So in the end, she almost fell asleep. After sleeping for less than an hour, he inexplicably woke her up again. Now she was full force, and her eyelids were already fighting.
Suddenly, Qi Mo's face poked out from above her shoulders. At the same time, those "sinful" hands lifted up the porcelain bowl, scooped up a spoonful of brown sugar water and handed it to her lips. His soft tone was like coaxing.
A child: "Open your mouth, ah"
Zhong Qingye frowned and turned his head impatiently to glare at him: "What are you doing?"
Qi Mo blinked his eyes and smiled innocently: "I heard people say that women have poor physical strength and will be very tired after doing something. Poaching eggs with brown sugar water can replenish energy and recover quickly."
He handed the spoon to her lips, "So, you have to eat more and stay energetic to recover quickly. I'm not full yet."