"I was hungry when I was banned. Fortunately, I soon used medical skills to make money to support me and Xiaoxi." Ming Lan wanted to express several babies, and she also knew the taste of hunger.
But I didn't want to, the scholar took the tea's hand, and suddenly raised her eyes and watched her: "Is the little mother still blame the governor of the governor?"
Speaking, he smiled bitterly: "Yes, he is all stupid. You don't want to forgive him that it should be, which hurts your mother and son for five years."
If Ming Lan stunned, he reached out and held his hand and explained: "No, I just want him to know that he is not alone ..."
Although these claims sound a bit stupid, she just wants to express some of his feelings.
The scholar looked at her, suddenly reached out and hugged her slender waist, buried her face on her chest, and said dumbly: "The master knows."
He likes her soft body, and he can hear her heart beating. The tide and soft breaths make him addicted and relieve the fatigue in his heart.
If Ming Lan gently stroked his black hair, he didn't know why, and he always felt weird.
Actually, it was indeed that he was forbidden to ban her. Of course, this incident also blame her to be too confident. On the first day, she ran to him to say those words.
but......
How can she be regarded as a "victim"? Why did she change to her here to comfort him?
If Ming Lan looked down at the young scholar in his arms, sighed silently: "..."
Forget it, the hard -habitable Dongchang Governor, it is rare to wear a layer of small scholarship mask, which can soften and ‘Sa Jiao’.
"Sister! Sister!"
At this time, there was a bright voice of young people not far away.
As soon as the scholar's eyebrows were twisted, before they responded, they were "huh!"
A pair of fiber arms pushed him to the side strongly.
If it wasn't for him to respond quickly, she could be pushed with a follow -up force, but even so, he was still pushed and half -supported.
Ming Lan was sitting in a critical look at Miao Jiang's young Wang Ye who came in, cold face: "Who let you come!"
Chu Yuanbai lifted a basket, looked at her, and looked at her crooked body, a white scholar in white.
He keenly smelled the ambiguous taste in the air.
Chu Yuanbai narrowed his eyes, and said with some grievances towards Ming Lan Ruo: "Sister Ah forget? It was you called me, saying that there was roasted pigeons today."
Ming Lanruo: "..."
= _ = ... she forgot, today is called Chu Yuanbai.
Suddenly the scholar was suddenly invited, and she patronized the discussion with him and greasy.
"Ahem, I asked you to come over in the evening." Ming Lan Ruo hit haha.
Chu Yuanbai bending his eyes and smiled: "Sister A is not afraid that I will come at night, is it hindered by your reputation?"
Ming Lan Ruo glanced at him lightly: "Didn't you wear the clothes of the guards in our mansion?"
"Yes, I listened to Sister A very much. Sister A said that I told me to make a person who pretended to be a Mingfei Mansion to see you, what would I do, how about it, this body is pretty?"
Chu Yuan Bai put down the basket quickly, pulled his sleeves, and touched his hair.
Ming Lan Nuo nodded perfunctoryly: "Good -looking, good -looking."
What should I do now? Two people hit a piece, she always feels a bit bad.
Obviously they are here to talk about big things, but I do n’t know how to have a strange smell of smoke.
When Yinshusheng looked at the words coldly, Chu Yuanbai went to Ming Lanruo, and a pair of "sisters and sisters" who was close to her showed it there.
Suddenly, he sat straight slowly and said lightly: "I knew that the little prince came today, and the niche would not come, so that the concubine was here, and someone came every day.
Ming Lan Ruo Silent: "..."
Why, she thinks this is a bit familiar?
Oh, when she was visiting the injured Shangguan Hongye in Northeast Xinjiang before, ‘Qiao Yan’ also said that.
Chu Yuanbai looked at his body with a sketch, and he was sitting upright, and his face was indifferent.
But his face raised his eyebrows puzzled: "This uncle, why does it look angry? What did he say, what did Xiaobai do something wrong?"
If Ming Lan rubbed her forehead, if she had not stayed in the palace for some years in her last life, she was also the master of the palace fight.
Really, his mother can't understand these two "palace fights". This chapter has been completed!