One touch.

Cool.

It's autumn.

This little thing actually eats something so cold.

Without saying a word to Aotian, he put away the bowl of cold rock sugar white fungus soup domineeringly: "Don't eat it." ”

For foodies, there is nothing more painful than being robbed of their delicious food.

Leaving Yushu is no exception.

She jumped up from the rattan chair and grabbed the porcelain bowl in Uncle Huang's hand: "Uncle Huang, what are you doing to rob me of food, return it to me quickly, it's refreshing to eat." ”

She was short, and the tall Liaotian held her arms high, and she couldn't get it from Yushu at all, so she had to jump high and tilt her little head: "Uncle Huang." ”

"The autumn wind is biting, and Weichen doesn't let the emperor eat it for the emperor's good." Away from Aotian's voice is clear and cool, and there is no room for doubt.

"Although the autumn wind is biting, I have a strong physique, I am not afraid, it doesn't matter." Li Yushu didn't understand that women should eat less cold, but a strong one by their own temperament.

She pouted and looked unhappy.

Rock sugar white fungus soup is delicious.

It's cool, slippery, and soft, and it's better than Uncle Huang's lips.

"No." Li Aotian has an iron heart, and from now on he will resolutely not let her eat.

That's it, since you can't get it, don't take it, just let Jasmine make another bowl for herself in a while.

Li Yushu slapped her little hand and sat on the rattan chair, flipping through the villain book randomly, she was so disturbed by Uncle Huang that she forgot which page she saw, so she simply closed the book, crossed her legs, and said: "Uncle Huang, if you have so much time, it is better to care about Miss Su, Miss Su has already moved in, but you must not let Miss Su stay alone in the empty room." ”

"The emperor cares a lot about the relationship between Weichen and Miss Su." Li Aotian's eyes narrowed.

"I just care about Uncle Huang's lifelong affairs, after all, Uncle Huang is not too young, and he should have a home." What Yushu said is clear-eyed, and there is a sense of seriousness.

Looking at her little ghostly appearance, she hooked her lips away from Aotian: "The emperor dislikes Weichen for being old?" ”

In terms of age, there are some scruples about Aotian.

Li Yushu is tender and can almost pinch out the water, and although he is young and handsome, as if time has stopped on his face, he is very mature after all, and he is worried that Li Yushu will dislike him.

So he wants to make sure that Yushu falls in love with him.

"Nope." Li Yushu was afraid that he would offend this plague god again with a word.

He put the porcelain bowl aside, sat in front of Li Yushu, looked at her with burning deep eyes, and asked: "Weichen has a question to ask the emperor, and I hope the emperor will answer truthfully." ”

"Ask, I'm sure I know everything." Li Yushu shook his head and said.

"What does the emperor think of Weichen?" Li Aotian asked tentatively, and deliberately straightened his waist when he asked, showing his chic and handsome.

Li Yushu touched his chin and looked at him for a while, and said a little perfunctorily: "Which aspect?" I think Uncle Huang is very good. ”

He didn't want to be very good, these three words were too perfunctory.

"Wechen is asking about Wechen's appearance and age." It's the first time I've asked someone such a strange question.

A look of 'it's hard to answer' flashed in Li Yushu's eyes, which made Li Aotian's heart miss half a beat.

He especially wanted to know what kind of image he was in Liyushu's heart.