Chapter 253: Drunk
Sure enough, as soon as he arrived in the evening, Nangubo came over.
Nan Gubo's eyes are still so bright and his eyebrows are thick, with a clean and gentle smile, and a cyan gown on his body, with dark lines flashing, showing luxurious brilliance. Seeing that he came back from the banquet outside, he didn't have time to change his coat, so he went straight to Yixin Xiaozhu. It's still as wet as jade, as elegant and noble as possible. I can't find the guilt of the kidnapper at all. Looking at her eyes, it's still as affectionate as water.
"What? Isn't it too boring?" Nangubo's face was slightly dizzy, and he said to Xue, "Don't you always like to play strange things? Why don't you go to the house and find a few sisters to play? I think they are also very willing to learn some new games, and you won't be too bored.
Xue's answer was not slow, which was a careless attitude, "Your 'sister' in your house? Snow can't afford to climb high. Sisters? Are the concubines in your house and I sisters? Looking at Nangubo's hospitality and consideration, Xue thought that she could only repay with her body?
As long as Xue doesn't make any noise, Nangubo doesn't bother to think too much. Anyway, she can't jump out of the deceased's mansion, so naturally won't care about her alternative coldness: "It's better not to go to the side concubine's place. After the illness, won't it be more exhausting you two little girl?"
When I met Nangubo, Xuejian was speechless. But in my heart, I know like a mirror that such a person's IQ is definitely unable to fight. What he can do now is not to provoke him and try to maintain a sense of distance. If his force is strong enough, he wants to practice him like a gray wolf with a pan.
I was fantasizing about inh. Xiaoli's little face was tense. She held a warm tea bowl with her own hands, inserted it between them, handed it to Xuejian, and said, "Madam, this is your solid ointment." After the dangerous hemorrhage, the diet was mainly to replenish blood and nourish qi. This time, she was forcibly taken, and there were bumps on the road. There were more dizziness, palpitations, insomnia and dreaminess. Before winter, her hands and feet began to be cold, and she could only be warmed up like this.
This girl! Nangubo said to her, "Xiao Li, didn't you prepare sobering soup for me?"
Xiao Lixin said that your sobering soup has something to do with me, and the little face with a stiff face was reluctant: "Well, Xiaoli is going to prepare it."
Nangubo watched her reluctantly turn around and leave and smiled at Xuejian, "Isn't this girl like this when she was in that village before?"
Nonsense, when you were in Dongsheng Village, were you a guest or an inviting guest, but now, you are the guest-oriented, and our master and servant are just your prisoner. Are you still pointing to the prisoners who are grateful to you? Xue Jian nodded slightly, slowly took a mouthful of Guyuan ointment with a spoon, smiled slightly on her face, and praised, "Well, Xiaoli's craftsmanship is getting more and more refined." This is equivalent to saying, ah, the sun tonight is really bright.
Seeing her joy, Nangubo smiled and said, "How can it be bad for Xue to see the girl who came out of **?" After saying that, he got up close to Xuejian's side and seemed to sigh, "Alas..., it's better to say that the water and soil of our capital are better. Look, you come back..."
Because it was close, Xue Jian smelled the faint smell of wine on Nangubo. She put down the tea bowl and pointed to Nangubo and said, "I'm not purple heart. I have discussed this problem many times. I'm Xuejian, I'm just Xuejian. That's all when Xue saw it, thinking about the rest of the words, you can do it yourself. If you have to make it clear, there's nothing I can do.
"Oh, oh, you are Xuejian," Nangubo has three "oh" on one side. Oh, Xuejian is about to stare. Are you an old hen? Nangubo smiled and called in a low voice full of affectionate eyes: "Xue Jian,..." Xue Jian saw his face getting closer and closer, and quickly began to be respectful again: "My lord, what's the matter with you coming at this hour?"
Nan Gubo whispered, "If there's nothing wrong, can't you come over?" Xue Jian thought that the whole world's mansion is yours. Naturally, when you want to come over, you can come over and said quickly, "It's not early. If there is nothing to do, you might as well go back and rest earlier. Xue will not see you."
Nan Gubo's face stiffened, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said, "Is this to drive people away?"
How dares Xuejian admit it? The extent of this prince's scheming and hot hands is not something that ordinary people can speculate about. Xuejian, even if he has great courage, he can't stand up with him. What's more, Xuejian's courage is not big. So she said politely, "It's not to drive people away, but I'm afraid that it will delay your rest."
Nan Gubo was naturally not in a hurry to go back to rest. He raised his head, and the undisguised desire in his eyes clearly appeared in front of Xue Jian. I've endured for so long, isn't it just for what I have now? Another low sentence: "Can't I rest here?" After all, he was afraid of forcing her too urgently. After saying that, Nangubo turned around and sat on the other couch, tilted his body and looked at her leisurely.
In the candlelight, Xuejian's slightly thin figure, against the white jade-like face, what a beautiful picture! Nangubo looked aside and felt that his heart was full of pride. Anyway, whether you are Zixin or Xuejian, do you want to belong to me?
Xue Jian lowered his head, as if he only cared about eating Guyuan ointment. He didn't answer his words for a long time, and there was nothing to say to him. He was afraid that he would scold some unpleasant words when he opened his mouth.
However, this ignored and made Nangubo feel a little unhappy, and then called in a low voice: "See you..."
Outside, Xiaoli has come in with sobering soup and looks at Xiaomei at the door. Today's son is obviously a little drunk, which is completely different from usual. Xiaomei and Xiaoli naturally woke up. At this time, they couldn't help saying, "Master, it's getting late. Our wife is going to rest. If you have something to say, it's not too late to talk about it tomorrow."
Since arriving at the Shizi Mansion, Xiaomei's mood has been sinking into a low point. She has always felt that Zhou Bo is not good enough, considerate and affectionate enough for her wife. However, the prince, who had high expectations from her, used such a violent means to take back his wife, and there was still such a nameless embarrassment in the prince's mansion, which was completely different from Xiaomei's expectations of Nangubo! She even suspected that Nangubo had never really liked his wife. Maybe all he liked was his wife's unparalleled face, right?
Xiao Mei and Xiaoli, come here together. Xiaoli served the sobering soup to Nangubo.