Little Flower Fairy Chasing Her Husband

Yuzhui led the two little girls into the Shuiyuan Pavilion, each carrying a tray, and entered the inner room under Yan Yu'an's guidance.

Lu Zhi glanced at the snacks on the tray and asked Zi Rong, "Are you hungry?"

Zi Rong shook her head: "This is for Your Highness."

Lu Zhi put him on the grand master's chair behind the desk, afraid of being cold, so he even put a blanket on it.Lu Zhi was standing next to the Taishi chair, holding a glued and dried lamp bone in his hand, looking at it.

After Zirong finished speaking, she put her arms on the table, leaned over to look at the plates of plain snacks, then raised her head and smiled at Yu Pendant: "Yes, that's what it is."

The eyebrows and eyes are curved, and the dimple on one cheek is exposed, which is soft and waxy.

Recently, Zi Rong has gotten used to not calling the maidservants who serve him older sisters anymore.What Lu Zhi said, he personally asked Yan Yu'an, the jade pendant is only fourteen years old, two or three years younger than Zirong, when he said this, Yan Yu'an who was on the side quickly agreed.

At that time Zirong felt embarrassed after hearing this, and the people around him took care of him everywhere, so she took it for granted that everyone else was older than herself.As everyone knows, in this palace, his age is not too young.

Lu Zhi said this on purpose. Seeing his reaction, he continued to write a few words as if nothing had happened, then stopped the red pen and glanced at him, and said, "You know you're ashamed? Are you still rushing to call someone's sister in the future? "Zi Rong was extremely ashamed, she hung her head with red ears and shook her head vigorously a few times.

The jade pendant blessed the body, and said: "The servant girl will go down first."

It stands to reason that, except for the study, wherever Lu Zhi is, at least two servant girls should be left to serve him.

But at the moment, in the warm pavilion, Zi Rong, with her slightly damp black hair, is kneeling and sitting comfortably on the seat that should belong to Lu Zhi.Lu Zhi also only wore ordinary clothes, standing beside Zirong, with a gentle aura all over his body.Although one is looking at the gauze lantern with lowered eyes, and the other is talking to the girl, but the two people's aura is so close and inseparable, even when their eyes are close to each other.

Seeing this, Yu Pendant knew that they didn't need to guard the room, and after kneeling down, she took the two little girls and retreated.

Just now, Zi Rong only said that she wanted dim sum, but Yu Pendant also brought over two bowls of steaming porridge.Zi Rong didn't intend to eat, he tugged on Lu Zhi's sleeve: "Your Highness, should you eat something first?"

For the first time, Lu Zhi showed a slightly troubled expression.

Zirong pursed her mouth unknowingly, did not let go of the hand that was holding Lu Zhi's sleeve, and said softly: "Your Highness hasn't eaten anything today, use less... okay?"

Lu Zhi put down the small gauze lantern in his hand, turned his head to look at him: "...just use less."

Zirong laughed when she heard this, and stretched out her hands to put several plates in front of Lu Zhi, as if coaxing a child: "Eat, eat."

Lu Zhi picked up a piece of white sugar cake and stuffed it into his mouth, Zi Rong immediately asked him with a smile, "Is it delicious?"

Those who don't know will probably think that the dim sum is made by Zirong.

Lu Zhi swallowed a piece of porridge with a smile, and said to Zi Rong as if he had completed the task: "It's delicious. I've used it, is it alright?"

With an unbelievable expression on Zirong's face, she waited for a long time, and finally said: "You will make me worry."

It's just that the tone is too soft, it's obviously a complaint, it's like acting like a baby, it can be called neither fish nor fowl.

This time the quality of the land was fine, Yan Yu'an at the door let out a chuckle.Lu Zhi glanced at him with a stern face, and Yan Yu'an hurriedly lowered his head and confessed: "The slave is guilty! The slave deserves death!"

Zirong, on the other hand, pushed forward, just like Lu Zhi, and said with a straight face: "The food is not good, I'm going to worry to death."

It's just that this face is soft, the voice is also soft, and the slightly fleshy lips pout, not only does not have any deterrent effect, but it makes people want to bully him.

Lu Zhi suppressed his thoughts and said seriously: "I'm really not hungry. When we were about to leave, I mixed a bowl of tea and rice with the third child. It was enough."

After finishing speaking, she stretched out her hand to pinch Zirong's mouth, and said, "Put it up a bit more, you can hang the gauze lantern later."

Not only did Zi Rong not hide, she pouted her mouth higher as she said, and leaned closer to Lu Zhi with her eyes closed, like a rampaging bull.

Lu Zhi hugged the little flower demon who rushed forward, and laughed too, restraining him with both arms, and scolded: "Is this crazy?"

Zi Rong giggled, threw herself into Lu Zhi's arms, opened her eyes when the two faces were very close, facing Lu Zhi's dark eyes, she suddenly became quiet, the corners of her upturned mouth stopped, and her eyelashes slowly The ground flickered twice, and the lively face slowly turned into a daze.

Because Lu Zhi had ordered to paint lamps before, the candles in Nuan Pavilion were lit very brightly, and the distance between the two of them was almost face to face, allowing Lu Zhi to clearly see the thin layer of fluff on Zirong's face Chu.

The squabbling atmosphere suddenly changed, it was Zirong who blushed first, stared at Lu Zhi for a while, grabbed the cloth on Lu Zhi's shoulders and backed away, turned his head awkwardly, and called out: "Your Highness..."

The narrow waist is still in the hand, only separated by a thin layer of clothing.Lu Zhi didn't let Zi Rong retreat too much, leaned over to chase after him, stared at Zi Rong with a frown, and said, "What?"

But Zirong was too flustered to look at anyone, she kept her head down, Lu Zhi could only see his trembling eyelashes, for some reason, the vague uncertainty in her heart turned into sand between her fingers, Gradually, it disappeared, and finally there was only determination.

Lu Zhi didn't let him escape even more, the movement of pinching Zirong's waist changed, and turned to holding Zirong's chin with one hand and the other, forcing him to raise his head, and asked leisurely: "What were you thinking just now?"

He got too close, and Zirong's face turned red into a small tomato, probably because she was forced into a hurry, her two round eyes were shining with moist light, and she held back for a while, to see if Lu Zhi didn't let go. After his intentions, he puffed his face and said, "I..."

It's a pity that only one word was spoken, and there was no more text.

He cast a begging look at Lu Zhi.

But although Lu Zhi was still smiling slightly, his jaw was visibly tense, he ignored Zirong's embarrassment, instead he held his back closer to him and said, "What are you?"

It turned out to be a very stern tone.

Zi Rong didn't refuse Lu Zhi's request, no matter how shy she felt, Lu Zhi asked him to tell, how could he not?

So Lu Zhi heard what might be the most novel courtship words in the world: "I, I want to give flowers to Your Highness..."

The little flower demon let go a little, and before Lu Zhi could respond, she let go of the clothes on Lu Zhi's shoulders, with the palms facing up, and placed them between the chests of the two, holding two petals, and continued to whisper: "Your Highness is very kind." Yes, I, I..."

As she spoke, Zirong herself became a little puzzled.But he thought for a while, and finally expressed his true thoughts: "Your Highness is very kind, I like it."

"I like Your Highness, I like it very much." Zirong carefully held two petals in front of Lu Zhi, as if she was holding her own sincere heart, but she turned her face away, staring at the pattern on the armrest of the grand master's chair, stumbling on the road : "Just now, I thought... Your Highness can kiss me again..."

Zirong remembered that when he was sick, one day he cried for unknown reasons, when Lu Zhi gently touched his eyes with his lips in order to coax him.

That feeling was so good, so good that even after such a long time, every time Zirong thinks about it, her eyelids still feel hot.

Being so close just now made his skin suddenly thirsty, eager to brush up on the feeling of being touched by land.

Zirong said so much on and off, but Lu Zhi remained silent. The flower demon who realized it later was a little at a loss, her lower lip trembled slightly, but she still boldly looked at Lu Zhi: "Yes, is it possible?"