Chapter 1609: Except Wushan is not a cloud 160

Chapter 1609, except that Wushan is not a cloud 160
In the big teahouse, I couldn't see the half-personal shadow, and it took a while for Chaucer to react. The teahouse was arranged.
At that time, Chaucer did not dare to say anything more than just screaming and following Chen Hao.
The melodious sound of the piano came in a faint voice. When Joe was in the box, he saw that His Royal Highness had sat at the table, the table was full of breakfast, and the faint tea smell.
Taking advantage of the heat, a little bit of spleen.
His Royal Highness did not look over, but just sat quietly and sat by the window to drink tea. Joe walked in silently and walked over to the front of the Prince's Hall. He bowed his head slightly and wondered if he should sit down.
Miao Momo finally faintly glanced at her and said, "Sit."
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Chaucer did not dare to sit next to him, just sitting across the table, still still dare not let go, quite sitting in a cautious manner, did not dare to move.
But it was only after a while that I heard that Mobi was chilling and drinking. "Is it going to be a tea party?"
Joe licked his lower lip, slightly decapitated, and did not dare to say anything, he helped him with tea.
"Is this king to help you?" She just had to put the teapot back on the table. She was cold and heard the words of His Royal Highness, and suddenly she helped herself with tea.
Next, after eating the whole morning, Chaucer will help you to sneak out the porridge water from time to time. No one has ever spoken to anyone. Chaucer can't just eat himself silently.
However, after using it too early, he will get up and leave.
Upon seeing it, Chaucer stood up uncomfortably, and his eyes turned a little bit uneasily. He looked at His Royal Highness, but the first-class Prince looked down at her, and Chaucer lowered his head and suddenly did not dare. Talk to His Royal Highness Prince.

Is it full?
asked Mobi, glaring at her.
Joe beheaded, his fingers silently staring at himself.
"What are you doing there?" The side whispered, and turned and left.
Chaucer also stayed for a while, only to reflect that the Prince Edward had not asked her to leave. My heart was inexplicably a little bit confusing, and Chaucer quickly followed him and followed him.
Because there was only a carriage outside the teahouse, and when he was on the bus, Chaucer hesitated to keep up, and was afraid that sitting in the same carriage with His Royal Highness would make Prince Edward unhappy, but she was hesitant. At this moment, the people in the carriage came with an impatient tone. "Not yet?"
Joe stunned and reacted to the meaning of His Royal Highness, and he responded with a sigh of relief.
The carriage was quite big, and there were chairs on both sides. Chaucer didn't dare to sit down to the Prince's Highness, and he sat silently across the opposite side.
After the departure, Yan Bian Mo's gaze suddenly came over. He looked at her, lazy and unscrupulously looked at it, so that Joe couldn't avoid it, but he didn't know how to respond.
The last gaze of Miao Momo stopped on her round belly and groaned. He heard himself whispering and asking, "How long?"
Chaucer couldn't help but hear him talk: "What..."
I whispered, and repeated the question coldly: "Your child."
(End of this chapter)