How To Practice Fast Through the White Moonlight

   Chapter 96 A lonely grave in a thousand miles, nowhere to say desolate (17)

  Rong Yiqing lowered his head, covering his somewhat grim look at the moment.

   He wanted to get up, but thinking of the kick he had just received, he didn't get up, and crawled to Wen Xien's feet with both hands and feet, curling his shoulders, very pitiful.

   After a long time, Wen Xien twisted a piece of pastry, "Open your mouth."

   Wen Xien thought that the boy liked to eat. After all, the boy looked like he really liked it just now. With a guilty conscience, he decided to feed the child first.

  Hopefully, a few years from now, it will be a little kick.

  Rong Yiqing raised his head, grabbed the piece of cake that Wen Xien gave him, and did not dare to eat it, his watery black eyes stared at Wen Xien.

   "Eat." Wen Xien held his cheek with one hand, looking uncertain.

   His throat was almost stuck by the sticky dross that fell into the pastry. Rong Yiqing stretched out his hand to hold the dessert, his eyes still fixed on Wen Xien, and he ate it in small bites.

   suppressed the nausea that was about to spill out of his throat, but there was a happy and sweet look on his face.

   Wen Xien breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to wipe his hands with the silk handkerchief, the boy took the lead and gently wiped her with the silk handkerchief.

   Wen Xien lowered his eyelashes and looked at the boy lightly.

  Rong Yiqing's red lips curved, revealing a smile without shadows, and rubbed against her palm as if to please.

   "Fourth Brother."

   The voice of milky milky voice is sweet and greasy as if it can pull out silk.

  Wen Xien: ...Suddenly I feel bad again.

   The more the protagonist appeared to be harmless and innocent, the more panicked Wen Xien became.

   It’s not like a normal person should have this reaction, okay!

   "Fourth brother, fourth brother, look what good things I brought you today."

  Wen Xien heard his voice before he saw him, followed by the sound of hurried footsteps.

  The gemstone curtain was lifted, and the young and tough face of the prince had a smirk that did not match his face.

   But when he saw Rong Yiqing at Wen Xien's feet, the smile on his face immediately collapsed, and he couldn't help but mutter, "Why are you everywhere?"

   said, he took out a glazed lamp from behind him, and his eyes couldn't hide the joy: "Fourth brother, look, does this look good?"

   Seeing that the boy was still motionless, he ran to the desk and held it in front of the boy as if offering a treasure.

   "Does it look good, fourth brother, do you like it?"

  As the fourth prince, Wen Xien has never seen anything good, not to mention the workmanship of this glazed lamp is really not exquisite, even a little rough, it is really nothing to see.

  The young man looked at the prince with a half-smile, "You did it yourself?"

  The prince nodded excitedly, his eyes lit up: "The fourth brother is so smart, I really did this myself!"

He has been researching this glazed lantern for the past few days, and finally came up with the most satisfying one. He couldn't wait to hold it in front of the fourth brother. For the prince, they are the best brothers, and good things should be shared together. .

   I don't know if it's a psychological effect, the more Rong Yan looks at this lamp, the better it looks.

  The young man glanced at him, and then his eyes turned to the glaze lamp, his face was indifferent: "It's ugly, I don't want it."

  The prince was in a hurry, he carefully stuffed the glazed lamp into the boy's arms, for fear that she would leave it or not.

   "It's not ugly, it's not ugly, fourth brother, just keep it, I made it myself! You can't do it."

   He repeatedly stressed that he was in person, looking a little aggrieved and sad.

   Rong Yiqing, who was still kneeling on the ground, lowered his head slightly.

   (end of this chapter)