Mingxiluo felt that his heart was almost not his own, he wanted more, he wanted her to pick it up, and she couldn't live without it...

Xiang Xinci stopped with satisfaction, her forehead gently pressed against his forehead, and her hands gently stroked his neck, trying to soothe a toy he cherished.

Mingxiluo leaned against her, silent in the dream that he had just almost gotten all his dreams. After a long time of retreating from that feeling, he smiled bitterly and fucked him too quickly. They still had time, and she had reached out and naturally she would not be far from picking it up and putting it in a position she didn't know.

He can never wait...

"It's getting late, what do you want to eat?" Mingxiluo recovered and gently carried her into his arms, breathing the breath between her hair with nostalgia, burying his face into her hair, looking for the excitement just now.

Xiang Xinci looked a little confused, but his mind was quiet. This carefree and quiet indulgence was so light that it was fascinating, but he was addicted and had a fearful familiarity.

It seems...

She didn't step in before, but she smelled the danger. Mingxiluo had long hated her. How could he save her again? All his expectations were to destroy her.

Later, she decided to step in, and was indeed obsessed with the feeling of calmness as if there was light. She even felt that it was a fair deal. He created a simple and ordinary tranquility for her, and she gave herself out and let him cut it into pieces.

But that deal failed.

"What kind of good intention do you think he has settled! You put his dignity under your feet! He will still want you if you betray him again and again! Don't be too confident! Mingxiluo will get revenge!"

"Since kind! Be more sober! He is making you betrayal from all relatives!"

"Xinci, don't play with him anymore... You can't play with him. The poison on your body was his... He wants you..."

Xiang Xinci remembered it, but she didn't care. Xiang Xinci leaned her head softly against his chest, thinking for a while: "It's all good." In fact, she knew something, but she didn't care too much. If the eldest brother didn't die, she wanted to revenge Mingxiluo. Even if the skin was not there, it was ugly, and her whole body was frustrated, what's the matter? Xiang Zhuyuan wouldn't dislike her.

Unfortunately, he didn't allow it, and he had to die unreasonably at her hands. It was as hateful as himself. It was just that she made trouble for him to make trouble for her. After all, he felt a little happy. At least he clearly expressed his emotions once, rather than the unreasonable trouble that always spoiled her.

"Eat a simple dumpling."

“Is dumplings simple?”

Mingxiluo held her hand and stood up: "I've mixed the filling, should I do it together?"

"No." Xiang Xinci protested.

"you want."

"I don't want it."

Xiang Xinci stood in the newly completed kitchen and couldn't help laughing. The study, living room, and kitchen were very close to each other. His layout was always in the same yard. You must know that the Qianming Palace in the palace is far away from the imperial kitchen.

"why are you laughing?"

"Laughing at you."

Mingxiluo knew that there was nothing good, so he simply didn't argue with her. He wouldn't win anyway. He washed his hands and rolled up his sleeves and kneaded his face neatly.

Xiang Xinci poked the dough that Mingxiluo had kneaded, and looked at him placing the things he needed. He knew where to place everything. The fire was just right. Xiang Xinci felt that if he didn't become the emperor, he could consider being a chef.

When the dumplings were out of the pot, Xiang Xinci was already hungry. The white and tender dumplings hit the red lotus leaf bowl. The dumplings, which were only half the size of a little finger, were stuck in the chopsticks, and one mouthful was stuffed into his mouth. The plump soup mixed with the aroma of the food made the taste buds open: "It's delicious."

Ming Xiluo smiled and also served himself a bowl: "Tell me something to you."

"Don't speak for food."

"Our family doesn't have so many rules. Old Mrs. Fen entered the capital yesterday."

When Xiang Xinci heard this, he picked up a dumpling for him: "I know."

Mingxiluo was not surprised. She must have someone stared at Mrs. Fen's every move, not to mention the chaos in the past few years: "If you are not convenient for you to come forward, I will send someone to change the old lady's residence." In order not to reveal her identity, Mrs. Fen never did any business, so she only planted a few acres of thin fields and raised Hongzhi.

Xiang Xinci guessed: "It may be that Liang Gongxu and the second prince's affairs made her a little worried about my current situation." Xiang Xinci said with a little fluttering expression. She actually didn't know how to get along with her. They were polite when they accidentally had a cup of tea at Daguo Temple.

It’s not that I don’t love or care, it’s just… “I’ll ask her what she means, so there shouldn’t be too much trouble. In addition to her former identity, she also hides from my father.”

Ming Xiluo remembered the story of Xiang Wuye and the famous Beijing Zhongzhong. It is still a topic that people talk about today. All women with distant life experiences will remember this senior, and many lyrics and music will also reflect the love between the two.

There have been fewer people since Miss Xiang Qi got married, but it is precisely because of Miss Qi that it is destined that the person cannot be forgotten by Liang Ducheng in time.

Now that I heard Xinci mention her father, Ming Xiluo was also curious. Does the fifth master still insist? The person he used to...

Xiang Xinci looked at him and couldn't help laughing: "You can't, you are interested in this kind of thing."

Mingxilo was embarrassed and stuffed a dumpling that was not enough to stuff his teeth. He...he just wanted to refer to one or two.

Xiang Xinci put down his chopsticks: "In fact, it will disappoint you. My father has seen my mother, but he didn't recognize her." That time, her father passed by her mother near Mingxiluo's house. His father thought she was just an ordinary old woman.

However, Xiang Xinci felt that her mother should not be surprised. After all, she knew that there was no result when she left, let alone her appearance was not there, and it was meaningless to say more when she was old.

Ming Xiluo was a little surprised, and then he felt that this was the case. Could it be that the fifth master could recognize the person who was "reborn" in just over ten years? Even if he became like that, could he think of it at first sight?

So he won't give her that opportunity.

"Actually, my dad can be happier."

Mingxiluo looked up at her and listened with scruples.

Xiang Xinci smiled: "A person who used to be a nightmare encounter for a beautiful woman, who was difficult and difficult to deal with, is now kept in his heart and cherishes his intentions. Isn't his enthusiasm beautiful enough? I think this is great, proving that my father's love is worth it, and my mother knows how to cherish it, so it's better to love it. How can you desire to keep loving it? That would be too much."
Chapter completed!