Chapter 853: Dare to sit if the painting style is not right

The thank you nodded the tip of her nose.

Slightly cool, slippery.

"A husband is not as smart as a lady, I can't guess."

"What?" Yuan Changhuan slapped Xie Ci on the chest and opened his mouth angrily.

This slap is like a cat's meat pad slapping on the heart.

Not only does it hurt, but it also tickles.

The lady is so cute.

I want to pinch.

Xie Shizi has always been an activist, and if he wants to pinch it, he can pinch it.

A red mark immediately appeared on the face that was pinched by Xie Ci.

Yuan Changhuan jumped to his feet.

Covering his cheeks, he glared at him angrily, "Thank you, you deliberately pinched me, do you want to pinch me to death, you can fly with the wildflowers and weeds outside!" ”

"The idiom of the lady is not right."

Xie Yu is still in the mood to correct his own lady's idiom.

It seems that he didn't take the matter of imitating his handwriting to heart at all.

The husband and wife were playing around again.

Originally, Yuan Changhuan thought that the prince would look for them, but unexpectedly, after dinner, there was no trace of them.

The more I thought about it, the more uneasy I became.

There's always a sense of wind and rain coming.

After lunch, lying on the soft couch, Yuan Changhuan turned his head to look at the handsome and picturesque man sitting on the side reading a book, "I'm always uneasy in my heart, what do you say is the purpose of this person who imitates your handwriting, could it be that Xuan Ling did it, why hasn't he given up yet, he has to provoke us." ”

"Did you catch Xuan Ling?"

I almost forgot about Xuan Ling, a dead monk.

Didn't you let Mochen catch it?

Mo Chen is so powerful, he hasn't caught it until now, doesn't it mean that this dead monk is even more powerful.

The more I think about it, the more troubled I become.

Seeing that her lady's brows were about to wrinkle into a little old woman, Xie Ci stretched out her hand and rubbed it casually, "This time it's not Xuanling." ”

"Who's that?"

I just didn't wait for the thank you to answer.

There was a knock on the door.

"The prince, the princess, the prince has arrived."

"Please come in."

After saying thank you, he slowly led his wife out of the inner room.

"Hey, why didn't the concubine come along?"

Yuan Changhuan felt strange, this kind of good time to crusade and make trouble, the mother-in-law would be willing to miss it.

Lowered his eyes and looked at his own lady.

The thin lips of the thank you opened slightly, and he replied calmly, "I may have been placed under house arrest by my father." ”

"Huh?"

Between words.

Xie Qingyan strode into the door.

As soon as he came in, he grabbed Xie Ci, "This king has been upright and upright all his life, how could he give birth to a son like you!" ”

"In addition to messing with flowers and grass, it is to recruit cats and dogs, your father is so old, he has to wipe his butt!"

Usually, Xie Qingyan looks gentle and elegant, and almost doesn't speak rudely, but this time he was probably angry by Xie Ci.

Even vulgar words like wiping your ass burst out.

Yuan Changhuan trembled.

Xie Qingyan saw that he was frightened by his daughter-in-law, and hurriedly lowered his voice, "Don't be afraid, daughter-in-law, my father is not targeting you." ”

"Father is aiming at the unsuccessful thing of thanks."

"This time, my father will also give you justice."

"Come and sit down."

Yuan Changhuan kept trembling and carefully sat down on the chair.

Actually.

Secretly raised eyebrows at his husband's provocation.

But in an instant, when Xie Qingyan looked over, he lowered his eyebrows and was well-behaved.

didn't see Yuan Changhuan's small movements, and seeing her well-behaved sitting posture at this time, Xie Qingyan was even more distressed.

Xie Ci watched his wife act coldly.

It's just a good play.

When Xie Ci was also about to sit down, Xie Qingyan roared angrily, "Stop, you still dare to sit, stand in front of Chang Huan, admit your mistake!" ”

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