Han Qiliang commented on the juice in my glass, and Han Moyu held the other glass to Yan Ling.
"Master Yan also have a drink."
"Thank you, Lord."
"You're welcome." Han Moyu still had a smile on his face: "Find a place to sit, don't be welcome."
"Yes." Yan Ling happily took the cup and sat down. After that, he didn't use the straw, but drank it directly with his mouth.
This one is afraid of acid.
He has always been afraid of sourness, so after hearing what Han Qiliang said, he probably thought that he could just drink the sweet one without the straw.
But unexpectedly, even if he only drank the top, he was frowning, and then... his gums bleed immediately.
His gums are strange, they bleed as soon as they eat sour ones, and they can't even drink some sour ones. This time, it seems that the contents of his cup are really sour.
And I... I tasted the part of me floating on the cup.
To describe it, the taste of undiluted honey is very sweet and sweet...
Seriously suspecting that Han Moyu had done anything, he replaced everything in Yan Ling's cup with sour ones. But what makes me even more puzzled is-when did he know that Yan Ling was afraid of acid
More and more I felt that Han Moyu was targeting Yan Ling, but I began to wonder if it was a counterattack after my complaint.
It's a bit different.
Isn't it for me? Maybe it is for other reasons, by the way, to avenge me
I was thinking, Han Moyu came to ask me: "Is the drink in your cup good?"
As soon as I heard it, I understood what was going on, and nodded: "It's the taste I like! My life is in charge!"
"Haha..." He smiled helplessly, and rubbed his palm vigorously on my head: "You will have this kind of taste in your future life."
…
Suddenly blushing, I reached out and pinched his waist: "In front of your sister, I'm not ashamed."
And Han Qiliang also pouted suddenly: "I'm so envious... So angry... Really..."
"Haha." I didn't know what to answer, so I could only hand out the cup: "Otherwise you drink mine."
"Forget it, forget it..." Han Qiliang waved his hand generously: "That's your life and I won't fight you." Then he greeted Yan Ling, "Why don't you drink?"
Yan Ling must be unspeakable, and can only bite the bullet and say: "Xiaguan can't deal with sour things..."
"This princess can drink, why can't you drink it?" Han Qiliang squinted his eyes very upset: "Are you saying that my princess mansion doesn't have any good things for you, so you still dislike it?"
"How dare the next official!" Yan Ling may have also seen the energy of the Demon King Princess, and immediately took two more sips like an apology: "It's delicious."
The sour nose and eyes are all wrinkled together, and it tastes good... I have never seen such a person.
But I watched the excitement happily, and drank happily in my mouth, and pulled Han Moyu: "Drink together?"
"You just drink it."
"Don't you want to share my life..."
I posted it like a skinny, this life that Han Qiliang talked about casually was used in this way and became a weapon for showing affection.
Han Moyu was not very polite, and drank most of my life when he opened his mouth! !
"Hey... Can you keep me some really!" I silently grabbed the juice and gave him a blank glance.
"It's you who said you want to share your life." Han Moyu whispered to my ear, and said softly, "Don't you give it all to me? Do you want to share it with others?"
"Where is... just a glass of juice."
We blushed and drank the love juice while Yan Ling drank most of the juice with a sad expression on the other side, and was rewarded by the princess.
"Master Yan really fits this princess's mind." Han Qiliang nodded and nodded: "Then let you drink this cup with this princess."
"This..." Yan Ling was immediately delighted when he heard such words.
"How about a cup of wine?" Han Qiliang happily put forward this suggestion, and then stretched out his little hand and compared it.
Yan Ling was surprised, and then realized that the princess was not joking, so he quickly handed over half of his remaining glass of juice, and the two of them joined their wrists.
I watched this scene, feeling a little embarrassed... Does Han Qiliang really like Yan Ling? ?
No one knows better than me what's going on with this guy... but I can't like him...
Before I finished thinking about it, I saw that Han Qiliang didn't plan to drink juice at all, but quickly turned his wrist and splashed the whole glass of juice in his hand on Yan Ling's face!
"Haha..." She smiled happily and jumped.
But I don't know if it was because the juice was so sour that it spilled into his eyes, and it made Yan Ling painful for a while.
Han Qiliang immediately put down the cup in his hand: "Oh, I didn't mean it, I wanted to have fun with you, how about? Does it hurt? I'll blow it to you?"
"It's okay..." When Yan Ling heard such words, he immediately blocked a few times: "Don't trouble the princess."
"Hurry up and wash a veil for Master Yan." Here, Han Moyu suddenly ordered the maid, and then reprimanded Han Qiliang: "How good is it that you don't listen to you and hurt the adult's eyes."
"Woo... I was just playing around with you." Han Qiliang blinked his eyes, his face was really innocent, and his eyes were full of water: "Otherwise, how do you want me to apologize to you... Huo... Brother Huang, you are so cruel to me. …"
"You never blamed the princess... the prince, don't get angry." Yan Ling's eyes were sore by the juice on the one side, and he had to coax the princess on the other side: "It's really okay. I'll wash it with water in a while."
In a blink of an eye, the maid's veil was handed over, and after wiping it, Han Qiliang pouted and blew on him. A discerning person knew at a glance that what this beauty used...to give the other party no room for maneuver.
But I don't know what Han Qiliang means.
Does she really like Yan Ling to make fun of it like this? ?
Yan Ling sat for a while, and when it was getting late, he proposed to leave the princess mansion. As soon as he turned around, Han Qiliang hurriedly dragged me, pointing to the Liuguang who was standing on his lap and asked.
"How on earth did you teach the bird? Why are you so obedient if you haven't seen this big bird for a few days!"
"This..." I didn't expect the topic to suddenly turn to Liuguang, and a little explained: "Because I gave it a name."
"Because it's called Xiaobao, so obedient?!" Han Qiliang suddenly said, "No wonder I'm so obedient! Because it's called Xiaohua!"
"Haha..." I smiled helplessly. I saw Han Moyu leaving, and quickly grabbed him: "Where are you going?"
"Go and send Master Yan, you two talk first." As a man, Han Moyu is naturally different from our daughter's house.
But Han Qiliang suddenly yelled: "Master Yan comes to me to play when he is free!"
"Yes, yes..." Yan Ling, who heard the princess's words, immediately turned around and thought.
Han Qiliang smiled softly: "As for your relationship with Miss Shang Shufu, I think you understand, don't you?"
"what?"
"Huh..." Han Qiliang snorted again: "You get out of here! Don't let me see you!"
Han Moyu stretched out his hand slightly: "Little girl is self-willed. She thinks she likes adults, so you can tell."
"Can you..."
"But it's not going to divorce. She is young and has no words, so you don't have to take it to heart."
"Okay."
"If it is forced to retreat, I must be dissatisfied with Shangshufu." Han Moyu spoke slowly to Yan Ling: "But it doesn't matter, Shangshufu won't cause trouble for such trivial matters."
"Yes... Thank you that the prince can look down on the villain, so he can help."
"I just think you have a very good temper, and you are worthy of my stubborn sister." He smiled faintly, "I just don't know if Master Yan has this ability to subdue her wildness."
"Ha ha… "
The two went farther and farther. I don't know what Han Moyu and Yan Ling said. I only know that if Han Qiliang is rationed to Yan Ling, is it really the cabbage that the pigs have eaten? !
So I asked, "Qi'er... Do you really like that little staff member?"
"No!" Han Qiliang happily turned around: "I have a sweetheart... I won't like him!"
"Then you still..." I'm a bit speechless, then what is the relationship between these brothers and sisters
"I didn't do anything, and I didn't say anything." Han Qiliang blinked his eyes: "I just hate him, not to mention that he has bullied the emperor's wife, and will not let him go!"
"What did you say?" My heart beat fiercely: "You..."
"Ah..." Han Qiliang jumped immediately: "I didn't say anything! I don't know anything!"
"..." My face was full of depression, and finally gritted my teeth and thought... Han Qiliang knew that Yan Ling and I had a grudge, that was from Han Moyu's mouth.
How did Han Moyu know
Could it be that I... dreamed and talked about all my dreams?
This is too bloody, damn it!