Princess too Young, Prince too Old

"Hey, is this going to save money for a private house?" Lu Zhishan looked at the child with a smile, and turned over one of them, a dog.

Mu Nanzhi was so busy eating Luzhishan's dog that he jumped even more: "Yeah, I saved enough money for my private house, and then I asked my cousin to eat fruit."

"What fruit?" Lu Zhishan flipped open another cat.

"What Guoguo cousin has the final say, as long as I can win, hehehe!" Mu Nanzhi was too busy eating Luzhishan's cat again, happier, and his eyes were full of stars, "Cousin, I I have a hunch that I will make a lot of money today. I can afford as much fruit as you can! "

Lu Zhishan couldn't help laughing, "Cousin is waiting to eat fruit."

Suddenly Mu Nanzhi remembered something and said to Lu Zhishan busyly: "Yes, my cousin, the host of Jing'an County will let me talk and say it ’s the day after tomorrow that we will sit in our house. You will order Song Fu in advance and let him advance Prepare, Jing'an County Lord does not like to eat fast, prepare a table full vegan, and do n’t even put soy sauce. ”

"Okay, I know, a full banquet," Lu Zhishan nodded, and opened a tiger while sighing. "It looks like my cousin is losing today."

"Hahaha!" Mu Nanzhi joyfully ate the tiger of Luzhishan with a lion and was so excited that she had never been so comfortable. "Cousin, don't be too sad, I am not saying Would you like to eat fruit if you win? You are not a loss. "

Lu Zhishan looked at the child's eyebrows and smiled, and followed with a smile: "The tadpoles have to talk, and the cousins ​​have to decide what to eat."

"Of course, I treat you whatever you eat." Mu Nanzhi waved his hand with great pride, and ate another leopard in Luzhishan.

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"I won! Hahaha! I won!" Mu Nanzhi finished eating the last mouse of Lu Zhishan, dancing excitedly on the soft couch, "I finally won!"

The room was warm, and Mu Nanzhi was wearing a saffron-colored bird-drawing flower skirt, which just rolled on the soft couch. The bird-drawing flowers on the front flap followed her movements, and the screwdriver-flying bird It seems that it has life, and it seems that it is necessary to flap its wings and fly high. Lu Zhishan has a deep look, watching the child with a happy face, and also watching the bird's drawing on the front of the child. Take a deep breath.

"Cousin, what fruit do you want to eat?" Enough tumbling, Mu Nanzhi came over, holding Lu Zhishan's face, and asked with a smile, "I invite you to eat fruit."

"I want to eat ..." Lu Zhishan swallowed a saliva, and untiedly unfastened the straps on the chest of the child's skirt. "... Oh."

"Come ... cousin, you, you, you lie! Where is the fruit called yell ?! Hahaha!" The child yelled and ran with a smile, but it was caught by the man.

"Laughing? That's what I learned from you."

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The first day of the 26th year of Jiasheng

Cullen.

This year's General Cullen Zhao Jingting did not do the same as in previous years. On the first day of the new year, he went deep into the barracks to make dumplings with the generals to celebrate the new year. Chinese New Year.

General Cullen House.

Dormitory.

The person who fell ill and could not get out of bed, at this moment was honestly lying in the quilt, not Zhao Jingting, but Xie Lun.

[All characters in this article are adults.]

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