Chapter 28: She wants to vomit and is sick to death 2

A word of concubine, the song Tan Dan chilled for a while, chilled, the goosebumps went through.
She wanted to vomit and was sick to death.
However, it seemed like an opportunity. Could not help, pretending to be timid, cowardly, and carefully raised his head and quickly glanced at the old lady, and then faced Mo Liancheng, and whispered: "Daner dare not." A look of resentment in the eyes, another terror in the tone, the body again Shake intentionally or unintentionally.
In an instant, a scene was staged, the weak and beautiful beauty was beaded with tears, and she was still in a state of pity.
The combination of outside and inside is a bit too beautiful ...
The city of Merlin couldn't help but feel instantly lost.
Even if she knew she was acting.
"The Eighth Lord wants you to sit, you can sit." Qu Jianglin stared at Qu Taner fiercely, his eyebrows shaking, and he was about to get angry.
"Daner still doesn't dare."
No hurries?
I did n’t even want her to sit down. What kind of intention now? She is standing now and speaking without back pain.
Helpless, who told anyone to suffer now.
"Not yet sitting." The lady also gave her a glance.
"But ... Tan'er still doesn't dare." Qu Tan'er looked sadly at the chair behind him, and then carefully peeped at the old lady. She twisted her little fingers with her fingers, and she was so full of trembling that even the eyesight people looked It turned out that she was afraid of who she was.
"Don't dare? What are you afraid of?" Mo Liancheng shook the corners of his mouth and asked her a question.
Perhaps he shouldn't ask what she was afraid of, but that she had made a few planks.
"Ma'am, can Tan'er sit down?" Qu Tan'er was not in a hurry, and he turned his gaze directly to Madam.
Asking this, like saying, she was afraid of the old lady ...
"You, I ..." Madam was shocked, but did not expect that Qu Taner dared to point her finger at her.
"Ma'am, can Taner sit down?" Qu Taner whispered and asked again and again, the words were the same, the only difference was that the tone was more resentful than the one just heard, and even more so than the one just brought Much fear.
"Master Eight wants you to sit, you just sit."
"But, that seat is the aunt, and Taner sat down, afraid that the aunt would be unhappy. If the aunt was unhappy, then Taner would be punished again ..."
"Look what you said, now you are the eighth prince, that is, the eighth princess, how dare I not be happy, you see, you have been standing for so long, you should be tired, sit down Take a break. "The old lady smiled slightly, and couldn't help Qu Taner to finish his words, walked directly to Qu Taner, stretched out her hand and sat down holding her.
With a smile on his face and gentle movements, except that the hand that stretched towards Qu Taner's waist was once again turned from pinch to pinch.
"Thank you, ma'am." Qu Taner gritted his teeth and cut them.
"Sit down." Mo Liancheng glanced down at the people who were standing still.
"Yes." Qu Jianglin immediately returned, pulling the elder lady and sitting down.
In the face of the eighth prince, the other large and small chambers are not eligible to sit together, and can only stand aside.
No one spoke, and the lobby was too quiet. next moment.
"Mother's eyes aren't comfortable?" Qu Tan'er looked at Madame in doubt, for unknown reasons. She is not a maggot in Madame's stomach, so naturally she doesn't want to guess what Madame's eyes suggest ... though, she had so deliberately ignored Madame desperately turning her eyes to the teapot on the table.