Qing Jiu was so shocked that she almost jumped up, but found that her seven inches was being held by a nasty man again.
He lazily looked at Gu Zi's struggling and twisting strips, smiling like a fox that had stolen something. "Did I catch you? You little thing is really greedy."
"Hiss!" Ah, ah, if you don't lead such a scoundrel, you are the emperor after all. Where are your words? Where are your golden words?
Xiao Qi shrugged, "I didn't say you weren't allowed to eat it. It's just these things..." His peripheral vision swept over her favorite foods, and his eyes softened, "Little one, these days, these things have you
But you can’t touch it.”
"Hiss!" Can't touch it? Ouch, what will she eat?
She looked at him with wide eyes, he, he, he didn't want to starve her to death, right?
Wow, she would rather be a hungry ghost than a hungry ghost...
Seeing her thoughts, Xiao Qi curled his lips slightly, then reached out with his long hand and brought over a bowl of clear porridge not far away. Although it was clear porridge, it was made by the imperial chefs in the imperial dining room after all.
The stuff is thick and fragrant, and looks appetizing.
But a certain snake who was in a certain mood didn't see it.
But the eunuchs and maids around them stared with wide eyes as their extremely noble emperor actually picked up a spoon, scooped up a spoonful of porridge, put it to his lips and blew it to cool down before passing it to Qing Jiu's mouth, with a tone like
It was like giving alms, but the movements were extremely gentle, and the gentleness on his face at this moment gave people the illusion that what he was feeding was not like a pet, but more like...a lover.
Qing Jiu had already rehearsed eighteen ways to die in his mind, but at this moment, the aroma of porridge wafted over.
Moreover, she was able to discern the minced meat in the porridge aroma, and it was her favorite crispy chicken nuggets!
She was so excited that she swallowed the porridge in one gulp.
When the warm and slippery porridge enters the body along the esophagus, Qing Jiu's dark eyes are full of happiness, almost spinning, woo woo, delicious... delicious!
Over there, Xiao Qi admired her expression with satisfaction. The corners of his mouth slowly raised, but only halfway. He noticed the strange sights around him, his eyes shrank, and he looked at those people coldly and ruthlessly. The latter
He lowered his head suddenly and knelt on the ground silently.
Xiao Qi then returned his gaze to Qing Jiu, took another spoonful and handed it to her mouth.
Qing Jiu looked at it and tried to swallow it again, but the delicious food that was in her mouth one moment left her the next moment!
She looked up angrily and saw Xiao Qi looking at her and smiling. How could he look so treacherous?
"Hiss!" for what?
Xiao Qi held up the white glaze spoon gracefully, supported his chin with his other hand, and sighed: "Snake, will you let others feed you in the future?"
"Hiss..." Huh?
She stared at him blankly for a long time, then moved her eyes from Xiao Qi to the food, and then back to Xiao Qi. She shook her head decisively: "Hiss!" No, no!
"real?"
"Hiss!" Hmm!
"You won't let the Prime Minister feed you either?"
"..." This? Qing Jiu tilted her little head and hesitated for a moment. Just this moment, Xiao Qi's face turned cloudy again, and Qing Jiu immediately shook her head as if on stimulants: "
Hiss!" Never, never!
After hearing the expected answer, Xiao Qi was finally satisfied and continued feeding under the expectant gaze of a certain snake.