The Anarchic Consort

Well, there is no pressure at all.

Helen Weiwei looked at the contract in the obvious position with a good mood, and smiled and raised his lips.

I think that after the modern overbearing presidents are exhausted, they should appease each other.

She also has to follow this pattern.

“Qing Zhan.” He Lian Weiwei said to the outside: “We are making barbecued meat this evening.”

Qing Zhan's action: "Wang Hao's appetite is good?"

"Well, just like that, mainly because your family wants to eat meat." Helen Weiwei continued to smile, thinking that he couldn't be intimate any more. It was a qualified overbearing president!

Qing Zhan only silently twisted his head. She had been a dead servant in the palace for so many years. For the first time, she heard that her Highness loved meat.

Sun Gonggong smiled and said: "You will go and prepare. As the saying goes, you want to conquer a man's heart. You must conquer the man's stomach. Wang Hao is finally open."

Qing Zhan glanced at him and said slowly: "Sun Gonggong, are you sure that Wang Hao himself loves to eat?"

Sun Gonggong: ...

The setting sun gradually subsided, the sun was shining red half the sky, the golden dim light slanted from the horizon, and the whole palace was enveloped in an intoxicating softness.

The delicate and soft afterglow shines through the curtains that the windows roll up, and Helen Weiwei hangs the iron shelf with the barbecue.

Qing Zhan looked at it. I really didn't understand how Miss Helen had not been there for more than a decade. How do you look at how suffocating?

Uh... this may be the special thing about their Princess.

The Baili Jiajue has not returned yet, probably in the busy court.

He seems to dislike someone who bothers him.

Therefore, there are very few palace ladies and eunuchs in this palace, which makes Helian Weiwei feel comfortable.

Originally, she still thought about going to the empress to ask for anything. Who knows that Sun Gonggong only said, "No need, when the time is over, the temple will be taken to the emperor with Wang Hao. During this time, the old man is too busy, and he is not busy. Born."

It was so automatic that the Queen was filtered out.

Clever as Helen Weiwei naturally understands the meaning of the inside, since a highness of the temple said that she does not have to go to please, then she will not go, anyway, this is not the person here, she is too lazy to cope, Murong Wangfu, she Also do not want to see.

Moreover, according to the current situation in the DPRK, the emperor Murong gave birth to a four-year-old emperor. Presumably, he is now competing with a certain prince for competing for the squad.

However, it is such a small child, it is estimated that if a high school wants to play with them, they have already killed them.

Can you still get the little prince to live?

Helen Weiwei thought that he couldn't help but smile, took a breath, and stretched out slowly, slowly walked into the temporary kitchen, and began to organize the little lambs on his hands.

After the mutton is first marinated, the ribs that are baked out will be delicious.

Helian Weiwei has always studied the eating, never ill-treated, the craft is naturally very good, plus in the palace, what she wants, Sun Gonggong can help her get it.

It’s just that Sun Gonggong’s laughter is too enthusiastic, and every time she delivers something to her hand, it’s a look of excitement.

This makes Helian Weiwei very confused, but it doesn't matter. After a while, she can eat big fish and meat. She will make a spicy shrimp. I don't know if a certain temple eats no shrimp. When she was in college, she only knew that he was not. Eat eggplant.

"Do you want to eat shrimps?" Helen Weiwei turned to ask Sun Gonggong after him.

When Sun Gonggong stunned and thought about it, he couldn’t think of it: "Probably eat it, the man at the temple, let him eat, he is very indifferent."

Helian Weiwei raised his eyebrows and sighed: "I know." I will observe it later.

Two people finished speaking, for a while, a tall and straight figure was coming to the palace in the darkness of the sky.

It was the Bailijiajue, who was telling the shadows at this time, and the little **** who was waiting at him was holding a full memorial and silently following him.

Just reaching out to loosen his collar, he saw Helen Weiwei walked out with a small iron basin, looked up at him, and immediately revealed a smile: "Are you back?"

The treasure of Bailijia looked at Helen Weiwei, and the action was there.

Helen Weiwei bent his thin lips and had a light-skinned print on his face. The surprise of his face was not mixed with water. His eyes were beautiful, and the screaming people could not be parried.

The Bailijiajue had such a moment, and it was really difficult to understand that this creature of women was a bit difficult to understand.

However, the Bailijiajue was still very good, and the things on his hand were given to the shadow.

The shadow and the little **** saw the situation.

Helian Weiwei bent over and took out the lamb chops in the iron plate. The handsome movement was carried out with iron forks. It was placed directly on the iron frame. Below is a fire that is smeared with a layer of oil. It’s spread out.

The Barry Gregory is still staring at Helen Weiwei.

Helian Weiwei blackened a small face and turned the lamb chops before he looked up. He looked at him again. He could be so handsome when he broke his head. It is estimated that under the heavens, no one can find a second person except one. It is.

There was a layer of white cloth on the forehead, which was tied directly to the back of the head. It didn't look like it was hurt. Instead, it was a new look. It was a bit like the way he had hurt his eyes before, which made Helen Weiwei think of him again. It was a table at the same time that he died together. He was a little uncomfortable. He coughed and went straight out. He touched his cloth and said, "If you touch my head and touch my face, I am not going to take this hand."

The Baili Jiajue heard the words and glanced at the back neck of Helen Weiwei. When the other party finished speaking, he began to lower his head and continued to play with the ribs. The soft fluff on the back of the neck suddenly appeared, and the fingers of Bailijiajue were undoubtedly After a few twitching, he severely suppressed the thought of touching it again. The mouth was just not salty and not faint, thinking about who told her what, let her let go of the night.

Although it is really embarrassing to not scratch the people's small prey.

However, looking at her like this, it seems that there is a little smile and hate.

Oh, what he wants is to let her accept him, not let her completely let go of the night.

She would rather digest internally.

Bai Lijiajue sneered in his heart, but his face looked indefinitely: "When you hit me, I don't want to stay, what should I do?"

Helian Weiwei raised his eyebrows: "A big man will worry about staying?"

Her original intention was to be motivated and he had nothing to say.

However, I did not expect that he faintly returned to her with a sentence: "Otherwise, do you think that the world's first beautiful man is white?"

Helian Weiwei: ...

Well, she is indeed less shameless than a highness.