The charming girl is reborn, dragging the paranoid prince to kill everyone

Chapter 391 Don’t come again

In the next two days, the Emperor of Heaven sent people to invite Tang Jiao again, but Tang Jiao refused on the grounds of physical discomfort.

"Gillian, Gillian."

Early in the morning, Mo Li appeared at Tianling Sect, holding a basket full of fruits.

When Tang Jiao saw a fresh hickey on her neck, she smiled and said, "Come from Qin Wo's place?"

"Yes." Putting the fruit basket on the table, Mo Li held Tang Jiao's hand and said, "Qin Wo said you were injured. What's going on?"

Seeing the concern on her face, Tang Jiao smiled and said, "It's okay. I wasn't injured. It was just a plot."

what?

Mo Li's face changed slightly, and she became even more worried: "Is he the prince's person?"

She knew that the prince had always wanted his son to get married to little Fusang, so he might have planned some conspiracy when they didn't agree.

Tang Jiao shook her head and told her what she had experienced in the past three days.

Mo Li listened with great interest. When she finished speaking, she hurriedly said: "That Chen Dao is so great, he will definitely look for you again."

Qin Wo tried his best to save his mother, not to mention Chen Dao was trying to save his lover.

He would do anything to resurrect his lover.

As the thoughts came together, Molly became even more worried.

This colorful wishful thinking can really cause trouble.

"Don't worry, we will be prepared."

She could think of it, and Tang Jiao could do it too, so how could she be captured without a fight.

After talking about business, Tang Jiao tilted her head and raised a teasing smile: "Did Qin Wo kiss you?"

what?

Mo Li's face instantly turned red, and she spoke with embarrassment: "How do you know?"

Tang Jiao smiled broadly and pointed at her neck: "There's such a big hickey here."

Molly hurriedly covered her neck, her face turned red and she felt like she was about to burn up.

This bastard, I told him to restrain himself.

Tang Jiao saw that she was so embarrassed that she wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into. She smiled and said, "It's normal for two people to be unable to control themselves when they are in love."

Mo Li seemed to have found a topic to resolve the embarrassment, and asked with curiosity: "Did Lu Changze feel the same way before you two were not married?"

Tang Jiao thought about her man's eagerness to be married for many years and was still passionate, and there was happiness in her smile: "Men are all the same. As long as he has you in his heart, he can't help but get close to you in various ways."

Mo Li had long forgotten Chen Dao at this time and held her hand with a happy face: "He planted my favorite spiritual flowers in his yard, which are very beautiful. Knowing that I like to play with tablets, he will also play with me Let’s lie on the chairs and play games together.”

Thinking of the various ways the two get along, my heart overflows with infinite happiness.

Tang Jiao truly regarded her as a friend and couldn't help teasing her: "A man can't spoil him, nor can he control her too tightly."

Molly pulled the chair next to her and asked her in a low voice how to get along as a couple.

When Lu Changze came out of the room, he saw two little sisters talking quietly. One of them had a very shy expression, and he knew that the topic was related to men without having to guess.

"Jiao'er."

Thinking that Tang Jiao was talking about other men, Lu Changze felt sour in his heart.

Molly was startled, stood up suddenly and kicked down the small stool behind her. Thinking of the topic they had just talked about, she felt ashamed and at a loss.

Pushing the basket in front of Tang Jiao's eyes, Mo Li said urgently: "This is the fruit for you. I, I hope you are fine. I will go home first."

Molly turned around and turned into a shooting star, disappearing in front of the two of them in a blink of an eye.

Tang Jiao laughed out loud, feeling that Mo Li's expression just now was so cute.

Lu Changze hugged her into his arms, lowered his head and kissed her earlobe, breathing hotly: "Jiao'er, who are you talking bad about?"

Tang Jiao naturally leaned against his chest, listening to his strong heartbeat, her heart was at peace, and she said with a smile on her face: "I won't tell you the whispers between girls."

Lu Changze bent down and picked her up, striding towards the house: "Then let's talk about the whispers between husband and wife."

Girls' whispers are all about men. They haven't been intimate for a few days, and Jiao'er can't let that Molly lead her astray.

The man his Jiaoer talks about can only be himself and no one else.

Bang, the moment the door closed, the three brothers Lu Chengjun, Lu Zhouxing, and Lu Fusang happened to come back.

When Lu Zhouxing saw his father closing the door, he wanted to run forward, but Lu Chengjun stopped him.

Lu Chengjun said softly: "Don't go up, let's go see my great-grandmother and great-grandfather first."

"No." Lu Zhouxing shook his head and said firmly: "Master praised me. I want to tell Master immediately."

Lu Chengjun looked at his careless brother and wanted to slap him: "What are you going to do when your father and mother are making out? Why, you think your father was too gentle when he beat you before."

Lu Zhouxing only reacted at this moment and shrank his neck: "This, I didn't think of it at the moment."

"I went to find my great-grandmother."

Lu Fusang ran over happily when he saw his grandmother digging for something in the forest.

She has understood one thing since she was a child. In her father's heart, no one is as good as her mother. Her father will not be angry if they do anything, but if they disturb him from being intimate with his mother, his father will really get angry.

When Tang Jiao woke up again, her whole body was sore, and she lay lazily in the warm embrace, not wanting to move.

Lu Changze kissed her lips, his face was full of satisfaction and his whole body felt extremely comfortable.

His hands went down to her lower back and kneaded gently.

"Don't." Tang Jiao murmured coquettishly, looking sideways at him with pleading eyes: "Fu Shang, I'm so tired."

Her charming appearance made Lu Changze's breath suffocate, thinking that he had been pestering her all morning and could no longer tire her out.

He held her in his arms and coaxed her gently: "I know. I didn't do anything, so I just massaged it for you. Take out the essential oil you bought before, and I'll rub it to make you more comfortable."

"it is good."

Tang Jiao took out the essential oil and handed it to him, then turned over and lay on the pillow.

In the small forest, everyone is picking fruits. The sweet oranges they planted before are already hanging on the branches. The eldest princess, Duke Xin, the three little ones, Heizhu, Heitang, and Zixiang are picking the fruits with baskets and smiles on their faces.

Lu Fusang was wearing a pink long skirt, and her bun was wrapped in a pink silk scarf embroidered with pandas. She raised her head and struggled to tear off a sweet orange, peeling it and eating it first.

The eldest princess wiped her sweat with a silk handkerchief and said with a smile, "Eat slowly, and wait for great-grandmother to make orange cakes for you."

Duke Xin put on his sun protection hat and said with a smile, "Your mother also likes to eat it."

Lu Zhouxing's eyes lit up, he took the eldest princess's hand and said, "Great-grandmother, let's do more."

"Okay, okay, let's hide the rest and eat it when we want."

Lu Zhouxing picked up a bunch of fruits and ran to the kitchen: "I'll put them in the refrigerator to freeze them. I can squeeze them into juice later."

Oh, and you can also make your own fruit smoothies.

Duke Xin climbed up to the tree and sat down, picked up the scissors and cut the fruit into a small bucket.

Heizhu and Heitang were connected below, and Zixiang picked up Lu Fusang and put her on her shoulders, letting her reach out to cut the fruit.

It was already afternoon when Tang Jiao came out of the room. When she stepped out of the door, she saw everyone sitting in the yard sharing various fruits. The three Lu Fusang brothers were standing next to Zi Xiang, waiting for her to squeeze the fruits for themselves.

Zixiang was the first to notice her and said with a smile: "Senior sister, senior brother is up."

Lu Fusang immediately raised the cup in his hand and laughed loudly: "Mom, come quickly, there is fresh juice to drink."

"There are also many fruits."

Lu Zhouxing raised the big orange in his hand and grinned happily.

Tang Jiao looked at the scene in front of her with a happy smile on her face.

The weather is so good today!