Mr. Dior

Chapter 73: The overbearing prince Qiao Princess (3) ┃ If you lose again, military law will deal with it

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The regent personally cooks for the princess who has never left the door.

"People say that a gentleman cooks, but I am never a gentleman, Zhang Chenfei," Zhang Chenfei smiled evilly. "There are no rules in this palace. There is only one meal. You must eat the king's meal. You must not order takeaways or drink alcohol secretly."

"Is there a takeaway in ancient times?" Jiao Qi picked up a piece of meat and ate it. It smelled hot and tasted a bit like venison. "What kind of meat is this?"

"Beef." The regent lowered his eyes, and gave the princess another piece to let him eat more.

"Where is the beef taste like this?" The little wife who had a very awkward mouth didn't believe it at all.

"You have never eaten the recipe of the imperial kitchen." The scheming prince did not leak any water, and poured a glass of sweet wine for his little wife. It's the same."

Jiao Qi picked it up to drink, but was stopped by Zhang Chenfei and drank a cup of wine holding hands.

"Can you stay here tonight?" The regent rubbed his Xiaojiao's wife's wine-dipped lips, "I promise I will not touch you." It is common for men to stay in friends' homes. Jiao’s family is also the home of the princes, and it’s okay to live in the Prince Regent’s Mansion.

"... There are so many tricks." Jiao Qi didn't know how to pick up the words. Where else could he go without staying here

This dessert wine is made from fruits, and the degree is not high. Usually, Zhang Chenfei didn't allow him to drink because of a bad stomach, which caused Jiao Qi's drink volume to decrease. At this moment, after being coaxed by the regent for a few drinks, he blushed a little.

Seeing that the time was almost the same, Zhang Chen picked up the person and went upstairs.

"I can go by myself." I have never heard of anyone who gets drunk after drinking two taels of sweet wine. Jiao Qi patted him and wanted to go by himself.

"Mo Xiaoqiang, this palace is very big, you can't go anywhere." Zhang Chenfei lied to him in a low voice, walked upstairs slowly, and put the little wife on the newly bought chicken-wing wooden carved bed.

"You bought a new bed again!" Jiao Qi sat up and looked at the bed covered with red silk quilts for mandarin ducks playing in the water, feeling helpless. But it's okay to change it, the Republican bed with iron railings is really ashamed.

The two took a shower and lay together. Jiao Qi yawned on the quilt because of Jiu Jin's soft hands and feet.

Zhang Chenfei looked at him with his head with one hand, stretched out a well-knotted finger, and gently painted the lines of Xiaojiao's wife's pajamas: "Is it uncomfortable?"

"Huh?" Jiao Qi opened his eyes to look at him, frowning slightly, always feeling that his old attacker was a little bit ill-intentioned, "Did you give me something to eat?"

"It's nothing, a little venison and deer whip soup," the regent licked his lips, this thing is comparable to a certain medicine to the unmanned young man, "but you feel hot?"

"..."

"Don't be afraid, I'll help you." The treacherous prince deceived him.

After some coaxing, the unruly regent dragged the young master Jiao into the red silk quilt and performed the Zhou Gong's gift that should have been done after marriage. When the ceremony was completed, Jiao Qi vaguely heard a low sigh: "Don't blame me, blame your father for not agreeing to marry me. So you can only cook mature rice with raw rice, which stains your innocence."

Early the next morning, the prince Da Cang consciously had grasped Xiao Jiao's wife, and triumphantly urged him: "Come here and wait for my king to dress."

Jiao Qibai glanced at him, took out the suit he was going to wear today, and threw it to him.

The prince is a little unhappy, shouldn't the little wife who just passed the door tie him with a shy look? What is the matter of throwing the court clothes on the husband's face! Putting on his pants with a dark face, he stuffed the belt into Jiao Qi's hands and forced him to buckle himself.

"You have broken your body and you can only marry me. Go back and tell your father, if you don't marry the king, you know?"

"..." Jiao Qi felt that the script was a little bit wrong, and this stage of forceful capture was nothing like the prince who was reborn after his rebirth.

Sure enough, after washing and going downstairs, he saw the regent pointing to Emperor Dog proudly and said: "This king is going to marry Jiao Qi, you have a decree, and you will take him through the door today."

Guangzong who is eating dog food: "Wang?"

Jiao Qi frowned. This plot is probably before the rebirth.

The regent once again refused the princess's request to follow the court, and drove the little Jiao wife to Basho, and went to Shifei by himself. Jiao Qi was worried, and called the secretary Su Su, asking her to contact him in time if she had anything to do.

In the afternoon is the "Star River Glory" qualifying match, and the live broadcast platform is going to mention the homepage for the event. After finishing his work, Jiao Qi also paid attention to the progress here. The Devil and his team have made it into the top nine, and they are now going to a new group qualifying match, playing three games in one afternoon.

The "Diaojun" with seven-color glare special effects entered the battlefield first, waiting for the opponent to appear.

[System reminder: MMY team joins the battlefield]

Diojun: Please read my name aloud with affection, thank you!

MMY: Mom!

[Diaojun-Bad: Isn't MMY the name of a professional club? 】

[Diaojun-Art: Well, it is said that their team is the Galaxy Glory Division cultivated by MMY. 】

[Diaojun-Black God of War: Mom, didn’t you say that there are no professional players? 】

The devil barked his little tiger's teeth. This team was not called MMY before. It was only in the first nine that it paid for the renamed card. When he saw the grouping, Wang Mo got the news on his own, only to know that the five people on the opposite side were all professional players.

"It's okay, even if they are professional, they are newcomers who have just joined the team. Not long after this game has been played, everyone is on the starting line. Old B, don't you think?" As the captain, we should cheer up the players before the battle. Soothing people's hearts.

"But the captain, we are both retired players. Why do we have a bit of ACD in our mind when we retire. The hand speed is definitely not better than others, and the reaction can't keep up." Bad Fallen Angel spoke, not optimistic about the game.

"Go away, that's you! I'm still young!" The devil banned the words of his childhood sweetheart comrades, and rushed up with everyone.

Shi Fei Technology, Zhang Chen Fei was working on documents, and a wailing came from the secretary room next door, and he couldn't help frowning: "What's the noise?"

The secretary opened the door and came in: "President, the army has lost."

"What are you talking about?" The regent's eyes widened. "How is it possible!"

"The devil is still sharp, but it's a pity that his teammates can't keep up. The opponent is a professional player..."

"Add military pay!" Zhang Chenfei waved a big hand, and approved the operation department's application for increasing the prize money of the competition. The diaojun was his personal soldier, and he was invincible in battle, and he relied on this magical soldier to secure the position of the regent. If the army is defeated, the consequences will be disastrous.

At the end of this game, "Star River Glory" officially announced that it would increase the championship prize to 2.5 million.

[Program Ape Ge Ge: If the president speaks, if you lose again, it will be dealt with by military law. 】

Jiao Qi's mouth twitched as he watched the news on the live screen. The fans were all hahaha, thinking it was the programmer brother who was joking. But he knew that this must be the original words of Lord Da Cang.

Two wins in three games, Diojun moved back to one game in the second game, and lost in the third game.

After get off work in the evening, Zhang Chenfei still drove the golden BMW to pick him up, his face was obviously not good.

"What's the matter?" Jiao Qi looked at him with some worry.

"It's nothing, I'll take you to see my Baoju." The regent rubbed his face, showing a dripping smile, and drove around the palace and went straight to the outskirts of the village.

In the villa, the butler who has been notified has prepared meals. After dinner, Zhang Chenfei took Xiaojiao's wife to see his famous horse.

The garage slowly opened, revealing the long-living Maxima. The streamlined body is like a fish swimming in the deep sea, which looks like full of horsepower; the color and luster are like a bride in a wedding night, tempting men who love sports cars to go crazy.

The front of the car is embedded with a standing horse logo, this is the sweaty horse of the big dick king-the red Ferrari supercar.