The host is a piece of trash

Chapter 464: Those Years I Did Trash (11)

"Snacks to remember."

Ming Qi stacked the oiled paper bags hanging around his waist and put them on the window sill.

Then he watched helplessly as the light in the girl's eyes changed from bright to faint.

As if to say, that's it?
That's it?That's it?That's it?

Ming Qi tilted his head and covered his lips and coughed: "I heard that you are not in good health and these sweet and greasy things are not allowed at home, so I want to bring you a taste."

"Thank you, Prince Jing." Lu Yue still thanked sincerely, rolled Qinshui's eyes, held the dessert with one hand, and pulled Ming Qi's sleeve with the other, "Come in and I'll show you."

"Look... what are you looking at?"

"Wait, I'm not really going into the boudoir?"

Even though he said so, Ming Qi has already stepped over the window sill and entered very neatly.

When Lu Yue turned her back to him, she rolled her eyes speechlessly, a little liar who didn't mean what she said.

Ming Qi's face was already on fire, but years of royal upbringing had stabilized it for the time being.

"see it?"

Lu Yue took Ming Qi to find a table full of snacks piecemeal from several secret passages in the house.

"There are countermeasures at the top and policies at the bottom. How could I be greedy for this?"

Ming Qi: ...Bai Jiao was shy for a long time, so you just show me this?
That's it?

Lu Yue looked at him with a smile: each other.

And because of Lu Yue's casualness and fun, Ming Qi became more natural, so that...

ummm
Whose family is this sweet and soft brother? !

"Ah Yue, you haven't gone out for a long time, I really miss you so much."

The young man gave full play to his milky voice, his eyebrows were curved, his lips were pursed coquettishly, his slender eyelashes trembled, and his glazed eyes seemed to be shining.

"Ahem, I'm forced by my body." Lu Yue was so excited that she coughed again.

Ming Qi hurriedly brought her a cup of hot water thoughtfully, and also gently gave her comfort.

"So, Ayue doesn't usually go out?"

"That's not true," Lu Yue said heartily, "It's just that you can't leave the capital, and you can usually go to other places not far away."

Except Kyoto...

"Ah Yue is so pitiful," Ming Qi said softly, "Unlike me, I can run across the country after five years old."

When Ming Qi was three years old, his elder brother Emperor Yongning ascended the throne, and then he began to grow wildly.

Lu Yue rolled his eyes at him, although the voice is nice, but can you put away the schadenfreude in your eyes.

"Come closer." Lu Yue suddenly said, "Lower your head."

With the experience of being pinched last time, Ming Qi was prepared this time, but Lu Yue still pinned Fate's head.

"I have a problem, but my hair is limp." Lu Yue rubbed it in satisfaction.

Mingqi's face turned slightly red. He quickly broke away from her hand and looked at her accusingly, with red eyes: "You..."

"Me? What's wrong with me?"

Lu Yue withdrew her hand calmly, and looked at Ming Qi leisurely, "You have to find out who is visiting whose boudoir."

"Obviously it's me." Ming Qi replied.

After Lu Yue walked for a while, the blood on her lips came back a little, now she pursed her lips and smiled, and her eyes were also filled with smiles.

Mingqi felt that his authority had been challenged, and he said fiercely: "You, come here."

"Huh?" Lu Yue obediently moved over with the chair.

Mingqi's hand was raised high, and after gently touching Lu Yue's cheek, it retreated as quickly as if it had been burned, with inexplicable emotion shining in his eyes.

Instead, Lu Yue was taken aback.

(End of this chapter)