When Zhong Qingye got up from the bed obediently, Yanzi found that she was looking at him very strangely. He couldn't help but put down the clothes in his hands and asked strangely: "Miss, why do you always look at me?"
Zhong Qingye approached her nervously and looked her up, down, left and right. The lewd look in her eyes made goosebumps all over Yanzi's body. Then she asked in a low voice, "Yanzi, be honest."
Tell me, are you actually the 18th generation descendant of the Golden Retriever Lion King?"
Golden Retriever Lion King?
The eighteenth generation heir?
Everyone in the room had question marks on their heads.【】
Zhong Qingye curled his lips, sat down facing the soft chair, and rolled his eyes: "Otherwise, where did your lion-roaring throat come from?"
Lion's Roar Kung Fu? Yan Zi blinked his eyes. This lady's speech has become increasingly difficult to understand since the fire incident. Her temperament is also very different. Mr. Feng said that she was greatly stimulated and forgot many things.
Yes, um, the lady is very pitiful, she needs to understand!
Zhong Qingye looked at this girl whose face was full of out-of-line thoughts and her head was full of black lines. She picked up the cup for mouthwash and said, "What's the matter with waking me up so early?"
I bet this young lady didn’t even listen to their chirping all morning, right?
After these few days of running-in, Yanzi was no longer surprised, and answered very dutifully: "Prince Rui came to propose marriage to the young lady. He is waiting in the lobby now. The young lady needs..."
"puff"
Before Yan Zi could finish her words, Zhong Qingye spurted out all the mouthwash, making her face covered in foam.
"What did you say?" Zhong Qingye suddenly got up from the bed: "Propose marriage?!"
Yanzi calmly wiped the water on his face with a handkerchief, nodded and said: "Yanzi has said it more than a dozen times, Prince Rui brought a betrothal gift and came to propose marriage to the young lady. Now my wife, the eldest young master and the second son
The third young master, the fourth young master, and the second young lady are all accompanying you in the main hall. I asked Yanzi to ask you to come over as soon as possible."
"That guy is crazy!!"
Zhong Qingye looked like a cat with exploded hair at this moment. He jumped up from the ground, yelled and rushed out.
"Miss, you haven't washed up and changed clothes, so you can't go out!" Several girls blocked her way in front of the door with a tacit understanding, opening their arms to block her way, with the same expression, the same movements, and the same language: "The master has told me, in
You can't go out of this house until you dress up properly."
Zhong Qingye: "..."
Get up, wash your face, brush your teeth, change clothes, comb your hair, put on makeup,...
Thanks to the well-spoken orders from the two elders of the Zhong family, Zhong Qingye was dragged off the bed by a bunch of maids, and was tossed like a rag doll with a bird's nest on his head. Whenever he resisted, he was attacked from all directions.
For example: "The prince is so well dressed, how can the lady be slovenly?"...
For example: "This is an honor for the Zhong family and the lady. How could the lady not be more serious?"...
Another example: "The prince has come to propose marriage in person. The young lady will be the object of much attention in the future. How can she overwhelm all beauties if she is not modest?"...
Yanzi was cheering for everyone with a fierce face.
Zhong Qingye really wanted to ask: Who the hell proposed marriage to whom? Why did she, the "victim", seem to be a door-to-door daughter-in-law?
When Zhong Qingye finally came out intact from all kinds of enemy attacks, she deeply felt that this group of people had already escaped the realm of human beings.
She must extort money from Qi Mo to make up for her mental losses, labor losses and various other losses...