Chapter 4634: Her Royal Highness Princess Always Spoils Me 91

"It's all my favorite things. So my cousin can drink a lot in the future, but I have to accompany her." Yi Yanrong shook her little hand gently, and her attitude softened.
Luo Liyan opened his eyes innocently, his face was completely circled, but he could not help but rolled his eyes.
He's such a dreadful ghost king, lest he coax too well, and he likes to listen nicely.
Is it that when those people are courting him, they only care about Wei Nuo Nuo, and don't they say anything nice?
Otherwise, how could they be so miserable one by one?
"But my cousin will drink in the future, but I have to be by my side, or it will be sold, I'm afraid you don't know." Yi Yanrong put her little hand down, and then gently touched the tip of that little nose Scratched up.
As I lowered my hand, my gaze fell along.
The red and purple petals were rippling on the water wave, and his nose was itchy with fragrant smell.
But I couldn't control it, thinking of the picture that just flashed.
It's a pity that just now he was only angry and didn't even pay attention, and then disappeared.
Yi Rongrong was a little emotional, but thinking of his nosebleed yesterday, he quickly raised his hands and rubbed his nose.
After confirming that nothing happened, he walked behind Luo Liyan, took a cotton swab and put it in the water to get wet.
"I'll rub your back." Yi Yanrong's voice was low and deep, hiding some dullness that was not easy to expose.
Luo Liyan's brain case suddenly burst out, and she wanted to ask her if she looked like old melon skin?
I rubbed it yesterday afternoon, and rub it again this morning.
And only men like rubbing their backs, okay?
Those who have fine skin and tender meat will be rubbed out of calluses.
Luo Liyan snarled madly in his heart, and then shrank himself underwater, burying half of his chin in.
"Cousin, can't I rub my back today? I think I'm quite clean." Her big eyes were full of pitiful pleadings.
There was even a little bit of resentment.
Yi Yanrong's eyes raised cheerfully, "Just wipe your pancreas, do you really think I'm not as important as you?"
"Cousin didn't think I wiped it off yesterday?" Luo Liyan turned his back unconvinced.
He has a layer of old skin that has lived for tens of thousands of years. He is afraid that he will use a steel ball to brush him.
"The two of us are different. You grew up growing up from Xiaojiao, and I ..." Yi Yanrong seemed to think something, and her breath suddenly sank.
But this was not unpleasant, but like remembering something that made him happy physically and mentally.
It's just that this is too bloodthirsty and cruel, which makes his whole body's breath become suppressed.
Luo Liyan raised his head with some effort and turned to look at him.
Looking at the bottomless eyes, flashing the depressed excitement, the person who is full of vitality, but at this time has become sullen.
Obviously it has reached the edge of runaway.
"Cousin?" Luo Liyan whispered softly, pulling her thoughts back.
Yi Rongrong thought of the pictures that made him crazy, looking at the little flower-like face, suddenly there was a feeling of climbing from to the world.
He raised his hand, trembling slightly to touch the small, smooth face, and wrapped her half of her cheeks in his big palm, and squeezed it gently.