I Shocked the Globe

Chapter 138 Hugging My Little Poor (30)

She gave such a grand wedding.

She originally wanted to treat him well.

Nanhuai's hand holding the red gauze loosened, staring blankly at the crooked name.

After a moment, he clutched the red gauze silently and leaned forward, his white forehead gently against the door of the freezer, and his fingertip against the heart under the snow-white shirt.

When the boy attendant came in.

I saw the darkness in the room, without candlelight.

Pure white figure, slender and beautiful, his forehead gently against the cabinet door, silent.

He was puzzled: "His Royal Highness?"

The man gently turned his face.

Moonlight shines brightly on the delicate cheeks, and his expression is cold and emotionless.

The light-colored pupil under the eyelashes looked at him indifferently, and his voice was smooth: "...Huh?"

"You... are you still asleep?" the boy asked.

The teenager blinked slightly, oh, and slowly stepped over, "Go on."

"Yes." the boy said.

Nanhuai held a soft red gauze in his hand, and his fingertips touched the protrusions of the embroidered characters.

The boy was stunned.

Unexpectedly, Your Highness asked this suddenly.

He hesitated and whispered, "But don't you all reach an agreement with Miss Yun? You don't have to worry about these things..."

The teenager put the red yarn on the pillow and lay down with his side face on it.

Light-colored beautiful eyes hang down.

Fingertips like a cat's claws, gently hooked the red gauze on the pillow, muttering: "You just say it."

The waiter thought for a while:

"That is to be in charge of the housekeeper, and have a good relationship with the elders. Usually, the wife's owner is more concerned when he is busy. If the wife's owner is outside, he can take the initiative to bring some cakes and tea. The clothes should also be worn by the wife's owner. Be more active..."

These are all explained by the court attendants who are in charge of affairs.

But because of the relationship between His Royal Highness and Miss Yun, it doesn't seem to be necessary...

Nanhuai listened silently in front of him, until the last sentence entered his ear. The teenager was stunned, then recovered, subconsciously turned his face, white cheeks buried in red yarn, and the earlobe quietly red.

"...Okay, I know."

The maid stopped talking and looked at the slender figure, confused: "That Highness means..."

The other party buried his face in the red gauze, and his cold voice became low, and whispered: "It's nothing... I just think I should do something."

His fingers tightened the red yarn.

The waitress was overjoyed and overjoyed, and quickly said: "You should have thought this way! Ms. Yun is a good wife! She has no concubine in the house, and the wedding is so good to you."

He said that he couldn’t wait to come up with a plan: “With His Highness’s temperament, just standing will be able to attract people. If you have the desire to please your wife, you will be able to meet Miss Yun as soon as possible...”

Before the words were finished, the teenager's cold voice whispered: "...Don't say it."

The maid stopped quickly.

Suddenly thought, His Highness did not like the statement of the Israeli waiter. I don't like this look either.

Naturally it is impossible to please.

He hurriedly said: "Small misstatement, please do not blame your highness."

The room was dark.

The little prince's original white ear tips were red and her eyes were long and her eyes were cat-like, nervous and ignorant.

The teenager closed his eyes, turned his white face, and whispered, "Okay... you go on."

The maid quit the room.

After he left, His Highness opened his eyes.

"..."

Take the initiative?

(End of this chapter)