Fast time travel to counterattack 999: The male god catches up!

Chapter 49
Worried about a chicken feather, worried?
This guy was beaten, and he asked for it, and he has something to do with her! ?
Ling Ji lowered his eyes and looked at her for a long time, then bent down half of his upper body with a smile on his face, put his face in front of her eyes, and asked in a low voice: "Aifei looks like this, do you want me to be beaten?"

good eyesight!
Was she showing it?
Then, he immediately shook his head: "The concubine is really terrified, the Holy Majesty is the Ninth Five-Year Lord, who would dare to fight a normal person, don't you think so?"

Guan Xiaoguan supported the guardrail with one hand, rubbed his painful face with the other hand, looked up at him with sincere eyes, but Ling Ji suddenly got short, knelt down in front of her on one knee, and said in a low voice: "My concubine doesn't know something. There are too many non-human beings, and sometimes I can't guard against it."

Guan Xiao nodded with concern.

That's right, it's hard to guard against, and it's hard to guard against house thieves. Your group of non-human brothers have already dug the wall in your backyard with a hammer... But, this guy squatted down to put shoes on for her!

Her half-shrunk foot was easily grasped by Ling Ji, and it was unrealistic to kick her foot away, so Guan Xiaoguan could only say: "...The concubine can do it by herself."

Hearing what she said, Ling Ji raised his head and looked at her with a slight smile. Before he could figure out what the smile meant, he listened to a certain emperor who lowered his head and put on his shoes and said: "If my beloved concubine is really feeling sorry for her, I will do it later." Take off your shoes, my beloved concubine will put them on for me once..."

Hear this.

Guan Xiaoguan directly passed the other foot over, and said cheekily: "This is out of the question, I am very sorry to go."

The corner of the emperor's mouth slightly raised, and he continued to move his hands.

Guan Xiaoguan hugged the unconscious 138, stretched his feet, enjoying the treatment of an emperor, and saw that he was skilled in putting on shoes, Guan Xiaoguan praised casually: "The emperor's shoe-wearing skills can be evenly compared with Chunlan's." Yes, worthy of being the emperor!"

Which one is better at wearing shoes?

The Great Zhou Palace is looking for Emperor Zhou...

"This has nothing to do with me being the emperor, it's just..."

He kept moving his hands, but his voice paused, and he continued: "When I was young, I often wore it for my mother."

Guan Xiaoguan was taken aback for a moment, then regained consciousness in an instant, looked down at him, and said: "Then your mother must be very happy to be the empress dowager."

Ling Ji is a filial son, it is mentioned in this information.

"……Maybe."

Maybe?

Not wanting to get entangled in issues unrelated to the task, Guan Xiaoguan hesitated to speak.

Just looked at him leisurely.

Ling Ji was already tall and slender. When talking to him before, he always looked up at him. Now he suddenly got a condescending look down from above. Guan Xiaoguan was a little uncomfortable. What kind of poverty is this...! ?

She has only been through it for two days. Could it be that she was corroded by 138's sourness?
Most likely!

A certain system in a coma was once again disliked.

……

Ling Ji dressed her up in a few moments, supported her knees, stood up slowly, stretched out her hand and said, "Is my concubine ready for dinner?"

Looking at the big hand stretched out in front of her eyes, under the afterglow of the setting sun, his slender fingertips seemed to be emitting a warm glow, as if possessing magical powers, Guan Xiaoguan accidentally released the 138 he was holding. up.

"Never."

"..."

Ling Ji's face darkened, and he threw the duck in his hand to Su Desheng who was not far away with a look of disgust. He turned around and led her into the hall, "I haven't had dinner yet, so I will have it with my concubine tonight." Alright."

After sitting at the dinner table, Guan Xiaoguan came back to his senses.

Looking at the half-eaten dinner, she frowned, turned her head to look at Ling Ji who was playing with her hand very happily, and said: "The dinner in Lingye Palace is not as good as the emperor this morning. I like porridge."

　Second watch, good night
　　
　
(End of this chapter)