I praised Xieqiao for being a good sister before, but now I miss the little sister Mo Chusheng again?

Humph.

Xie Qiao's face stretched: "Well, I haven't seen you for a few days, the younger brother's demeanor has become more and more shining, unlike the older sister, I am getting old quickly, and my face is mostly pleats.

Zhao Xuanjing felt her small temper all over her body.

But pretending not to see it, he leaned to her ear and said with a smile: "The teacher always said that the senior sister's country is beautiful, no one can compare it, and it is true in the mind of the junior."

Xie Qiao molars his teeth.

No, she knows her own face, Mo Chusheng looks much ugly, how can she Xie Qiaomei?

Xie Pinggang glanced at the prince suspiciously, and seemed to dislike the prince's bad eyesight.

Look at this Taoist priest, his hair is dark and smooth, but his face is... ordinary and boring, what's so good about it?

The country is beautiful? If so, his sister is a fairy descended to the earth.

The three of them sat down, and Xie Pinggang greeted people to serve food.

She also surreptitiously said: "My eldest sister hides a lot of good wine in the yard. I finally found it. She is not at home at the moment. I will go and dig out two jars, so the prince will taste it."

"!!!" Xie Qiao's eyes were angry.

This pig, Xie Pinggang, dared to steal her drink! ?

"Isn't that not so good?" Zhao Xuanjing seemed to smile.

"It's okay, the girl is stupid, she doesn't know how much wine she has brewed, and it doesn't matter if there are fewer jars. Besides, isn't this your Highness, are you here? Naturally, I will entertain you with the best things." Xie Pinggang It's terrible for a while.

If Xie Qiao catches it, he can push him on top of the prince.

The prince wants to drink, what can he do? !

Xie Pinggang happily went to dig wine.

Xie Qiao felt a pain in his heart.

Her wine!

When she came to Beijing from Shuiyueguan, she didn't bring much. Most of this wine was made after coming to Beijing, really not much...

The corner of Xie Qiao's mouth was slightly turned downwards, his face was sullen, and he looked like a grasshopper tied to a rope. He was angry but couldn't run away.

I can't wait to grab Xie Pinggang's head and knock it on.

"Senior Sister's complexion is not very good, but what happened?" Zhao Xuanjing asked knowingly.

Xie Qiao squeezed out a smile: "I haven't heard from the teacher for a long time, worry!"

"Xu is the land of wandering a little bit further this time." Zhao Xuanjing smiled thinly, with soft eyebrows and a melodious voice. "When the teacher comes back, I will ask him to preside over the marriage for the two of me, how about?"

"..." Xie Qiao shook the tea cup in his hand, "Junior brother, you are still a child in my sister's heart!"

"Senior Sister Mo is like a child in my heart. In this way, we are both as young." Zhao Xuanjing was cheeky.

Xie Qiao don't overdo it.

Xiaofugui, you are bothered.

Suddenly, Zhao Xuanjing pulled her hand over and put it on his back waist: "How? Senior sister will also look at the bones, right? It's better to help Junior Brother take a look."

"..." Xie Qiao felt that he couldn't take his hand anymore.

Just take a look, why do you have to do it?

Her face was ruddy, but it was a pity that thick fake skin was painted on the outside, and she couldn't see it.

Even at the moment, he looks like a calm veteran.

"Don't look, you are the prince, and everything is indispensable." Xie Qiao secretly took it back, but he pinched this hand tightly. Xie Qiao raised his eyes and glared at him, only to realize that at this moment, His eyes were burning and hot, and the heart of the person staring at him jumped.

"Junior Brother, are you really going to marry me?" Xie Qiao summoned up the courage to ask, and then not to be outdone, put his little hand on his chin: "Junior Brother is truly unique in the world. In fact, Senior Sister, I have been coveting it for a long time. ..."

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