Si Yu chewed it, chew it for two bites, and swallow it.

His lips curled up, "It's really delicious."

Song Zhao, “…”

I was stunned for a while before I realized that I was completely in a bad mood. "Fourth brother, you are still catching a cold. How can I eat ice noodles? And what I have in my mouth."

...I don't disgust it.

Si Yu's eyebrows and eyes are elegant and lustful, and his posture is lazy and sexy. "Who made Ah Zhao tempt me?"

He stretched out his white fingers with distinct joints and lazily pulled them over his collar.

"Besides, the ice powder that Ah Zhaohan has been hot, and my brother can eat it."

“…”

Is there such an operation?

Song Zhao could not refute for a moment.

She touched her lips, her expression was complicated, and she wanted to speak but stopped.

It's not disgusting.

I just think it's quite embarrassing.

Song Zhao whispered, "Then you can't wait until the wind and cold is cured before eating?"

Si Yu chuckled.

The magnetic voice answered slowly.

"That's not. Judging from the delicious food you eat, I think it may be more satisfying in your mouth."

Song Zhao, “…”

She felt that she might have been teased by a powerful minister.

Si Yu licked the corner of his lower lip and stared at her with thoughtful eyes, "A Zhao is disgusting with his brother?"

Song Zhao shook his head with his head stuffy.

She thought that the powerful ministers were not close to women, and they probably didn't know that this behavior was inappropriate.

If she made it clear, the powerful ministers might be angry.

He was laughing, "Why do you always blush in front of your brother?"

His eyes were carelessly passing through the little girl's red ears.

The young wife is too shy.

I probably have never been close to a man before, and I can't do it if I make a little disturbance.

Si Yu found it funny.

It's hard for her to marry him if she is so thin-skinned.

He felt that as her future husband, it was necessary to guide her young wife to open up in advance.

Heat began to rise on his cheeks.

The feeling of poisoning appeared again.

Song Zhao covered his face and said angrily, "Do I think it's not okay to be hot?"

The curve of Si Yu's eyes was slightly curved, and his eyes became darker and thicker.

He sighed as if helpless and compromised, Qingmao's lazy voice and gentle and affectionate coaxed him, "Of course, my baby."

“…”

Song Zhao turned his back.

The powerful ministers were so bad that they always spoke in such a doting tone.

He was simply suppressing her with beauty.

The two of them interacted intimately as if no one was around, and they called Xue Zhi, who was standing beside them, as if they were dumbfounded.

She has been with her master for so many years, although she doesn't get along much on weekdays.

But I also know that the master is very cold and almost never laughs.

But Song Zhao only came for a long time and made the master laugh countless times.

He even flirted with Song Zhao like a disciple.

The master is not like that, he has the intention to marry Song Zhao.

While Xue Zhi was chilling all over, she felt a little jealousy and sour.

She was even more dissatisfied with the various emotions.

The master has already struggled. The wife he wants to marry in the future must be able to help him move forward in his career.

Instead of being a legitimate daughter like Song Zhao, who was afraid of by the royal family, must not have any relationship with the prince of the previous dynasty.

Song Zhao will only cause gossip to his master and bring dangers to his lord.

After lunch, Si Yu took medicine and couldn't hold on to sleep and went to Xiaodai for a break in the morning.

After Song Zhao had formulated the process of the tail-burning banquet, he summoned the people from the mansion to start the arrangement.

Xue Zhi was shocked by his ancestors when she saw Song Zhao holding the token of the inner resident affairs in her hand.

The master is crazy.

Song Zhao had nothing to do with her, and she actually gave Song Zhao the right to be the mistress.

Song Zhao stood under the red painted corridor.

Everything is arranged unfamiliarly.

Xue Zhi folded her hands on her chest, and suddenly said, "Miss Song is young and should not know how to manage the civil affairs of the house. I don't know how to use the method to make the master agree to you to do something. If such an important banquet for the tail-burning banquet is messed up, you can be worthy of the master."

Song Zhao stroked the hem of the skirt.

The ends of his eyes curled up and smiled coldly, "Miss Xuezhi looks like she has a lot of opinions about me?"

Xue Zhi didn't deny it and said seriously, "If Miss Song really does it for the sake of her master's good, she should not be arrogant because of her favor and let her give up her principles for you..."

Song Zhao raised his hand.

The interrupted her endless talk and hit the nail on the head, "Miss Xuezhi, seems to be sincere in the fourth brother, considering the fourth brother everywhere. In fact, she has a dirty heart for the fourth brother and wants to replace me."

The curve of Xue Zhi's lips became slightly stiff.

The fingers in the sleeve tube slowly tightened.

That's right, Song Zhao did talk about her heart.

She has been an orphan since she was a child. If she hadn't been the master, she would have died long ago.

She worked hard to learn how to be a good maid, and finally waited for the opportunity to be with her master every day.

The master has reached the age of being a versatile person. She thought that she would naturally become her master's wife and serve her.

After all, the master is cold by nature, but he valued her a sincere and capable maid, and she received the most rewards on weekdays.

Who knew that Cheng Yaojin would come out halfway.

Thinking of his master's indulgence and love for Song Zhao, and repeatedly scolding and punishing Song Zhao, Xue Zhi's sourness and jealousy in her heart could not stop surging!

"Miss Song should understand her situation. No matter how much your master spoils you, he will never marry you. He just treats you as a pastime, and slaves will become his master's wife, give birth to children for him, and is his closest person."

Song Zhao shrugged and ignored him, "Is that so? Then come on."

It’s really hard for her to understand. Is it a very proud thing to be a living room?

It's just something to warm the bed for men.

Ancient women are so sad!

Xue Zhi originally thought that Song Zhao would feel jealous and lonely after hearing her words.

Who knew that the other party had no reaction.

This made her feel very frustrated, as if she was the clown who was not worth mentioning in Song Zhao's eyes.

She watched Song Zhao instruct his servants to clear away all the excess chrysanthemums in the garden, and her eyes flashed slightly.

After the chrysanthemum was pried away, Xue Zhi made a shocked expression and accused righteously, "Miss Song, how can you move your master's chrysanthemum at will? These chrysanthemums were transplanted by the master at a high price, and they are the master's treasures."

Song Zhao blinked.

She glanced at the clear chrysanthemum and said silently.

She just wanted to make the venue wider, but accidentally destroyed the powerful minister's chrysanthemums.

"But...there are nothing special about these chrysanthemums?"

Song Zhao scratched his head.

Any of the flowers and plants planted in her yard is very noble.

So I didn't take this kind of inferior flower seed at all.

Xuezhi was dissatisfied, "This is the master's chrysanthemum, which he has to watch every day. Now it's because of your negligence, it depends on how you explain it."

After waking up, Si Yu came over to find someone as he spoke.

It happened to be seen that Song Zhao and Xuezhi were arguing.

"What are you talking about?"

Song Zhao blurted out, "We are talking about the fourth brother's chrysanthemum."

Si Yu, “…”
Chapter completed!