Princess too Young, Prince too Old

"No, I think it's weird," Zhou Ranwu muttered, "I think they must be something wrong."

Liu Changsheng was speechless: "What can the two grandfathers do? It must be you ..."

Before the words were over, Liu Changsheng stunned himself and looked at Zhou Ran: "Can you mean that ..."

"I didn't say anything! You don't carelessly!" Zhou Ran shook his head busy, shoving Liu Changsheng's spicy sausage with chopsticks into his mouth, which grew up because of shock, and said disgustedly, "Hurry up and close Get in your mouth and eat well. "

Liu Changsheng: "..."

Isn't this what you started?

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study.

As soon as Zhou Chifu closed the door, he hurriedly opened the stationery and waited for the silver hook and iron painting to come into view. He couldn't help but cursed, while blaming Lu Zhicheng Tian for shame, he flushed to the neck. Gen'er, but couldn't help but keep looking down.

In the letter, Lu Zhicheng didn't mention anything about the front line victory, not even serious matters, but talked to him about a newly captured Siamese master, saying that the master's specialty dishes are various Mushrooms, from cold to stir-fried, and then to soup, can be described as brilliant. One of the best done is stir-fry, seeing green hands. He tasted once and tasted very good. When the next time is empty, you must invite Zhou Brother tasting.

Then there is no more.

Not a long letter, Zhou Chi looked at the door half an hour, and when Zhou Ran called the door outside, Zhou Chi suddenly returned to his heart and found that he had been on the door all the time, so he kept such a funny Looking at the letter in a pose, it looks like a cardamom girl peeking at the letter from Love Lang. At the moment, Zhou Chi was ashamed and annoyed. He was too busy to fold the letter into his arms, and then opened the door for Zhou Ran.

"What are you doing inside? You called this door for a long time before coming to open it," said Zhou Ran, carrying a teapot, and pouring tea into Zhou Chi, while asking casually, "What did King Huijun tell you?"

"No ... nothing ... hey!" Zhou Chi was busy, and stretched out his hand to drink a cup of tea. Before Zhou Ran reminded him, he was howled and poured the hot tea out.

"What are you doing in such a hurry? This is not the first time you have tea!" Zhou Ran was so angry that he was angry and distressed, too busy to pour him a cup of herbal tea and pass it, frowning. "What are you thinking about? Such a pair of fans?"

Zhou Chi contained herbal tea, drumming a cheek, speechless, embarrassed to speak, shook his head at Zhou Ran, signaled anyway.

After a while, Zhou Chi spit out the spit, and there was still a bit of fire in the cavity, but it was still bearable.

"Are you better?" Zhou Ranwu was worried, "Would you like to ask the doctor to come?"

"No." Zhou Chi shook his head, took another sip of cold water, and when he spit it out, he felt better than before.

"Because it is the Great Victory of Southern Xinjiang, then King Hui County will depart for Beijing to return to life in a few days, right?" Zhou Ran asked, looking at Zhou Chi's look. Zhiwei, I'm afraid we won't come to this wild place in southern Xinjiang in the future? "

Zhou Chi's face was stiff, and the fingers holding the tea cup followed, and the bone joints were all pale and white.

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