Princess too Young, Prince too Old

Lu Minglan said for a moment: "Really?"

"Otherwise you think that I have been acting on you for so many years?" Mu Yuante's turn was wronged this time, and he made up with Lu Minglan to show loyalty, "Since you finally accepted me, I didn't rush to all Did the screwdriver woman go to the palace? With you here, what do I keep them for? Laner, if you were to give birth to me again because of this screwdriver Oolong, it would be an unjust death. "

Lu Minglan bowed his head and said, "In the beginning, I thought you were going to kill Shaner's life, and naturally you didn't want to go from you. Later, I knew that there was someone else behind the scenes, and you treated me ... so good to me. I can't stand the threshold in my heart, but I lost to you later. "

"I like you, and I will naturally treat Shaner and Nanzhi well," Mu Yuante kissed his forehead, and said, "When will Shaner want to come back, when will he come back, if he wants to After sweating a lot, wait for me for a hundred years, and then pass on him. "

Lu Minglan slowly shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Where there is a mother like me, why would he want to come back?"

"He will," Mu Yuante reassured, "Laner, he is your son, the prince of Peidi, this is his home, and Shaner will definitely come back."

"I believe in you," Lu Minglan smiled lightly, and said, "Don't you have to approve a gift today?"

"No, I have been with you these days," Mu Yuante said busyly. "Tomorrow is Mid-Autumn Festival. Let's have a good time, just the two of us."

"Hasn't there been a palace dinner in the Mid-Autumn Festival this year?" Lu Minglan paused, then said, "Then ... don't you go to Mrs. Zuo?"

"No," Mu Yuante shook his head without thinking. "The princess and prince will accompany her for the festival, I just want to accompany you."

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Jiasheng August 15th

Mid-Autumn Festival.

Tibet.

Northwest Army Camp.

"Nanshan is now seeing more and more. As soon as I run out of dinner, I will go back early, and I won't have to hurry." Zhao Jingting hugged Xie Lun from behind, and lay on him like a dog. Walking crookedly from the yard towards the house, "Hey hey, Allen, now we are the only two of us, hey hey."

"I'm sorry to say you! When you were eating just now, your eyes were sticking to me, and Nanshan was not blind, so naturally I was embarrassed to stay." Xie Lun counted fiercely.

Zhao Jingting drank a little too much tonight. At this time, he was so close to him, and his wine was naturally poured into Xie Lun's nose. Xie Lun was a clean fetish since he was a child. This mix of sweat and wine If the taste of Xie Lun was changed to others, Xie Lun would be unbearable, but if it was changed to Zhao Jingting, Xie Lun felt that this wine was very intoxicating.

Most of the weight of Zhao Jingting's body fell on Xie Lun's body, so tired that Xie Lun gasped, and grumbled, "You walk well, you are so heavy, and you're sorry to let me carry it."

"Hey hey, I like to stick to you," Zhao Jingting said deadly and stubbornly, but did not let go, while arranging a small white neck exposed by pro-Xie Lun, "Alan, I really like you."

Xie Lun's heart was warm, but her mouth was hardened: "Oh! It's not serious!"

"I'm serious about you! Hey, Allen is really drinking today," Zhao Jingting smiled, "I'm still ... for the first time in Tubo, I'm still drinking it, really special lady ... Enough! "

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