I got married after planting the imperial prince

Lan Yi dragged Qiu He into the cloakroom.

After confirming that the door was closed, Qiu He slapped His Royal Highness on the noble shoulder: "Lan Zai, you are so smart! Let's hide here for a while, so there is no need to measure it!"

His Royal Highness turned around and looked at the little angel with shining eyes: "Who said there is no need to measure?"

"Huh?" The light in the little angel's eyes flickered.

"Didn't my grandmother tell you?"

Lan Yi cleared her throat, raised her chin, and imitated Madam Eve and said: "At the ball, you stand beside the prince, representing the image of the royal family, and the costumes and dancing postures must be the most dazzling."

"Ah...your grandmother really said that..." Qiu He nana.

"That's right," Lan Yi pulled away the tape measure in her hand, and curled her lips, "The dress must be measured 'fit to the body'." The tone of her voice fell heavily on the word "fit to the body".

Qiu He was taken aback by the evil action of the alien youth pulling the tape measure, subconsciously took half a step back: "Just... just report my usual size directly?"

"No."

The bad-hearted His Royal Highness broke the little angel's fantasy, and began to brainwash heresy: "Qiuqiu, a dress is very expensive. If it doesn't fit, the royal family will only ask for redoing, which wastes people's money and...you know How will the royal family punish the poor dressmaker?"

"What... how?" Qiu He took another step back.

The evil expression of the alien youth reminded him of the ten tortures of the Manchu Qing Dynasty... Oh my god, poor costumer...

Lan Yi approached the little angel step by step, deliberately said: "...he will be very miserable."

It's just that a set of clothes is not done well, at most some wages will be deducted, how can it be miserable?

I don't know what Qiuqiu was thinking, as if their royal family would hang the costumer brutally.

Qiuqiu was frightened, but his frightened expression was so cute...

"So, for the sake of convenience, we randomly give the size, and if it doesn't fit well, it will harm others." His Royal Highness continued to fool around.

Qiu He hit the wardrobe with his back, and there was no way to retreat.

"Then... I'll measure it myself?" The little angel tried to die.

Lan Yi sighed: "Qiuqiu, I didn't expect you to be such an obsequious person... Just now I promised my grandmother outside, the old man thought you would obediently measure the size and wear beautiful finished dresses on festivals, but you... "

"Okay, okay! You measure! I'll measure it for you!" Qiu He took off his coat resignedly.

His Highness the Crown Prince hooked his lips and smiled: "That's right."

"No...you know how?" Qiu He clutched the collar of his shirt, "You, when you came out of the plant, you couldn't even wear your own clothes!"

Lan Yi coughed dryly: "It was an accident. I wasn't very clear at the time... Besides, don't you know how to measure? If I missed a position and didn't measure it, just tell me not to."

"makes sense……"

The little angel was successfully persuaded, blushing and unbuttoned one by one.

Lan Yi secretly scolded himself for being so bad, so weak.

When it was still a blue succulent, he lied to Qiuqiu that he couldn't see it, so Qiuqiu took off his clothes and went to the bathroom to take a bath without worrying.

But now...

But he fooled Qiuqiu to take off his clothes in front of him...

What kind of behavior is this?

Is it the loss of morality or the annihilation of humanity? !

Whatever, he doesn't want to care about it, he just wants to see...

Anyway, only he can see Qiuqiu's body, and no one else can even think about it!Neither does the dressmaker!

Lan Yi panicked when she first entered the hall. A little later, the little angel will be brought into the cloakroom by the costumer, and then her body will be measured in one way or another...

His Highness the Crown Prince, who was extremely impure in his heart, made up a lot of inappropriate scenes on his own, and packaged his behavior of putting on face as a "hero saving the beauty".

After a long time, Qiu He knew what Lan Yi was thinking that day, and immediately gave His Highness the crown prince a big blow.

What the hell is it if you don't show your body? !

Could it be that he hasn't seen a doctor or treated his illness in his life? !

Blue Cub is really sick!

But that's another story, now he doesn't know the inner thoughts of the alien youth.

How could he know that the well-behaved blue cub he worked so hard to grow, the handsome, charming and extraordinary prince His Royal Highness, is a sanctimonious person?

Qiu He took off his shirt foolishly, the wind blew and it was a little cool.

He folded his arms on his chest, bit his lips and said: "...Hurry up."

The light from the spotlight in the cloakroom was just right, and every shadow cast on the young man's white body seemed to have been carefully calculated, and the shape was so beautiful that it would dazzle the eye.

The youth's flushed side face, slender neck, delicate collarbone... outlines a beautiful picture.

Let the only appreciator on the scene stare dumbfounded.

I still want to spray a nosebleed...

His Highness the Crown Prince sniffed his nose in a useless manner: "Open your hands..."

The little angel bit her lips even tighter, without making a sound, she tremblingly opened her two arms, as if begging for a hug.

Lan Yi bent down slightly, passed the tape measure under Qiu He's armpit, and got the first size after going around it in a circle.

He didn't linger, as long as he hugged the little angel for another 0.1 second, he would turn into a beast and directly throw Qiuqiu down...

Qiu He felt that when Lan Zai approached, the heat from his body made him dizzy. Fortunately, Lan Zai just measured his bust in a regular manner and let him go. Otherwise, in 0.1 seconds, he would faint on the spot.

At the same time, the two were secretly struggling with that dangerous 0.1 second in their hearts.

Lan Yi gave up.

He didn't expect Qiu He's body to be so attractive to him, it almost made him lose control.

In order to avoid really losing control, he measured the next few measurements fairly, and his fingers didn't even touch Qiu He's skin.

But just like that, the room temperature in the cloakroom was raised several degrees by the two of them...

Finally got the precious data, when the two walked out, the state of the whole body changed.

How should I put it, although the people in the hall couldn't see what His Highness the Crown Prince and the future Crown Princess were doing in the cloakroom, when the two came out, the Crown Princess' cheeks were pink and shy, and the Prince's face was full of energy. This...

Mrs. Eve was happy in her heart, feeling that she was not far from holding her great-grandson, but she still reminded her insincerely: "Prince, please be careful!"

"Attention, the measurements are all accurate, every centimeter is not bad." His Highness still saw Qiu He's white and white body in front of his eyes, and he was absent-minded, answering irrelevant questions.

The dressmaker, stylist and dance teacher brought by Madam Eve almost suffocated their laughter, but they didn't dare to smile, seeing that their faces were starting to turn purple.

Lan Yi glanced at them: "The size is available, the dresser has gone back to make clothes, and the stylist has seen Qiuqiu, just come back on the day of the festival, there is no need for a dance teacher, I will teach Qiuqiu how to dance."

In a few words, all the people brought by Mrs. Eve were sent away.

How shrewd is the Queen Mother, with her grandson's attitude, of course she knows that Lan Yi doesn't want others to disturb their young couple, okay, she won't get in the way here.

Before leaving, Mrs. Eve couldn't hold back, and glanced at Qiu He's stomach: "Son, the future of the royal family depends on you."

"?" Qiu He was in a daze, thinking that if I dance the opening dance with your grandson, the future of the royal family will be involved?

But he has a good impression of Mrs. Eve. I don't know why, but there is something about the most honorable old lady in the whole blue blue star, which is inexplicably like his grandma.

So, he nodded obediently and dug a big hole for himself: "Yes! I will work hard!"

Lan Yi stood on the sidelines and didn't tell the truth, and held Qiu He's hand especially for himself: "I will work hard too."

Qiu He really thought he was talking about the dance between the two, and smiled back at His Highness the Crown Prince.

In Mrs. Eve's eyes, this warm scene is a very loving couple.

It's so perfect, she's really not far from holding a great-grandson!

Mrs. Eve reminded Qiu He to go to her tomorrow to pick out the jewelry to wear on the festival day, and then left the uterus contentedly.

Qiu He turned his head and blinked at Lan Yi: "You teach me how to dance?"

With one hand behind his back, Lan Yi leaned slightly, and made a very gentlemanly invitation gesture: "Can you?"

That's fine, that's great!

No matter who it is, it is difficult to refuse such a handsome and handsome gentleman.

Qiu He was dizzy and didn't know how he put his hand in the alien youth's hand.

He has always known that his blue cub is handsome, the unrefined handsomeness of the past is still within his tolerance, but for some reason, after returning to the palace, the blue cub seems to have turned on the 2.0 upgrade mode, and his appearance has doubled Not to mention, the temperament is still rising.

Qiu He felt that looking at Blue Cub a few more times was like drinking too much, and he was delusional.

She danced as if she was drunk, with an average of three out of every five steps she stepped on His Royal Highness's expensive leather shoes.

"Yes...I'm sorry..." Qiu He stepped on the Crown Prince again in apology.

It's not like he can't dance at all, but the interstellar dance is very different from that on Earth. It's the first time he dances, and he can't care about the rhythm and the steps.

"It's okay, you have the foundation, have you learned it elsewhere?" Lan Yi asked sharply.

In fact, what he wanted to know was whether Qiuqiu was dancing with someone else, and the previous dance partner...could it be the one Qiuqiu liked?

Qiu He nodded: "When I was young, I performed at festivals, and my teacher taught me."

Yes, that's right, it is Children's Day, but StarCraft does not have this festival.

"So it was when I was a child..." His Highness the Crown Prince heaved a sigh of relief.

"I have a good way to help you practice dance, and I guarantee that you can learn within three songs." Lan Yi started the daily mode of fooling his daughter-in-law.

Qiu He tilted his head: "What way?"

"First..." The prince bent down, held Qiu He's ankle, and took off the little angel's shoes.

Qiu He shrank his feet: "What...what?"

"First of all, take off the shoes that are in the way." After His Royal Highness finished speaking, he also kicked off his two leather shoes that had been stepped on.

"Then," Lan Yi stood up straight, and pulled Qiu He closer, "You step on my feet, and I'll show you a few laps."

Qiu He hesitated, "This..."

This is also a good way to feel the dance steps, but it's a bit shameful... Besides, it's probably inappropriate for him to practice dancing on the prince's feet...

"This is a good quick fix, don't you want to give it a try?" Lan Yi touched Qiu He's with the toe, trying to confuse him.

"OK then……"

Qiu He raised his small face: "If you are hurt by my stepping on you, tell me."

Lan Yi could almost see the angel halo on the top of Qiu He's head.

The little angel is too kind!

In comparison, he is like a demon with horns on his head, a tail behind him, and a trident, always thinking about taking advantage of the little angel...

Just when Conscience found out His Highness the Crown Prince, after feeling the little jiojio placed by the little angel on his instep, he immediately threw Conscience far away.

There is an extremely soft touch on the instep, as well as a warm heat.

The little angel is too light, and it doesn't matter if he steps on it with both feet, but the soft soles of his feet are like two pieces of pudding on his instep...

so...so soft...

His Royal Highness wants to be trampled by the little angel just like this, for the rest of his life!