Vol 2 Chapter 879: The picture of the two figures is almost close

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Fu Zichen stunned, his eyes turned around in Liu Wei, and then he turned back to Rong Rong: "Nature is not talking about these old things. Only then, I have already said it, I am asking Wang Ye to borrow people."
"Good." Rong Ling simply said: "But it is a few days to borrow, and the king has no reason to refuse."
Fu Zichen: "..."
Rong Ling said, a deep eyelid turned to Liu Wei, and asked: "Liu Daren, but intend to go today?"
Liu Wei is a woman, even if she is wearing a men's clothing to be a man, but in the end is still a woman, but women, there is always a woman's talent - intuition, sixth sense.
At the moment, Rong Wei is calm and harmonious. Liu Wei knows that he is already on the verge of anger. As long as he dares to say "go", this person will be afraid that it will break out on the spot. Seriously, it may still Interrupt the legs of Fu Zichen!
Liu Wei took a deep breath and couldn't be righteous with integrity. He couldn't be firmer and louder. "I don't go anywhere!"
Rong Ling looked at her appearance, there was no such thing as a smile, and asked: "Oh? Is it not going today? That tomorrow..."
"Don't go tomorrow, don't go the next day, don't go later!" Liu Wei's wit shows his position, and then looks at Fu Zichen, saying: "If there is an old story, it can be in the Three Kings."
Fu Zichen was a little stagnation, and some looked at Liu Wei wrongly.
Liu Wei looks back.
After watching for a while, Fu Zichen turned his throat and looked at Rong Ling. He said: "Three kings, it really has a good side..."
Rong Ling did not respond, only looked at the chair next to him and gestured to Liu Wei to sit down.
Liu Wei immediately walked over and sat down, and his attitude was correct.
The situation has already been the case. Fu Zichen can also see that this is someone’s demonstration. Isn’t it domesticated? Will the beast be bred as a poultry? What is worth showing off?
The charm of Liu Wei lies in her innocence and fearlessness. She will eat a human tiger, teach a sticky cat, unplug her teeth, and cut off her claws.
Fu Zichen, can not accept.
"It seems that there is nothing to say today." Fu Zichen stood up and shook the fan and screamed, pressing the sigh of anger on his heart, barely screaming a smile, cold and cold: " I hope to have the opportunity to talk to the three princes alone."
Rong Ling looked at Fu Zichen and said: "Now."
"Not now."
Fu Zichen believes that it has been won by Rong Ling, and now fights again, but it is the opportunity to chase the opponent to win, he is not so stupid.
The timing of the next battle must be beneficial to yourself.
However, Fu Zichen did not notice when he was a child, but now he sees it. This is a rib, really true, it is annoying.
In the end, Fu Zichen did not say anything, and he left.
When he left, Liu Weigang was relieved and felt a wrist caught.
Liu Wei looked back and saw the sharp sight of Shang Rong.
Liu Wei trembled and shouted: "Mingxiang, Xixiang..."
Liu Wei’s call, two squats waiting outside the door, quickly ran in.
"The son?"
Liu Weidao: "Take my soup today!"
Mingxiang Xixiang Qiqi shocked, the son actually took the initiative to drink soup, the son was not the day to change the law to avoid drinking soup?
What is the initiative today?
Is this the wrong medicine?
"Gongzi, you, what do you say?" Mingxiang felt that the wind was too big, she might not have heard it.
Liu Wei’s look is still extremely ugly, and he repeats to Mingxiang:
Supply soup, my soup?

Xixiang reacted, and rushed: "In the kitchen, I will come over."
Said, turned and disappeared.
Mingxiang finally recovered from the shock. She wanted to help the incense, but she just turned and was stopped by the son: "Tea, no tea, you have a cup."
The incense is incomprehensible and looks at the teapot at the hand of Liu Wei. I don’t understand it. On weekdays, I am a son who adds tea. I want someone else to do it.
The incense is honest, but before the tea was added, she touched the temperature of the teapot and said: "Some cool, the slaves go to change a pot."
Say, you have to leave.
Liu Wei took the clothes of Mingxiang and said: "No, the new tea is too hot, so let's have a drink."
Mingxiang looked at the teapot in his hand, and looked at the son's finger holding his sleeve. He didn't care, or nodded, adding tea.
Although this tea is cold, it is still warm.
Adding the tea, Mingxiang still intends to take the teapot away and change the pot to new ones, but she looks at her sleeves, and the son still grabs her and does not let her go.
"What else is there for the son?" she asked curiously.
Liu Wei then knows how to release his finger and put the hand behind him. He shook his head: "No, didn't tell..."
"The slave has retired." Mingxiang said, and he left.
Looking at the back of Mingxiang is getting farther and farther away, it disappears and disappears. Liu Wei only feels that the back is cool.
At this moment, Xixiang quickly took the soup and came over.
When Liu Wei saw it, he immediately waved at Xixiang.
Xixiang rushed to put the soup on, Liu Wei took it, smelled the smell of the soup, no longer like the usual expression of the torment, but smiled, then turned his head, crystal bright The eyes looked at Rong Ling, and in the face of Rong Ling, hey, the whole bowl of soup was given in one breath!
Rong Ling: "..."
It’s so refreshing to see the son’s soup today. It’s totally different from the usual look. Xixiang is also shocked. But when I think of the prince here, it’s not strange. Usually when the prince is there, the son will be jealous. Huh? It seems that it is not right...
Xixiang will take the empty bowl.
There are only Liu Wei and Rong Ling in the hall.
Liu Wei took some initiative after drinking soup. She looked at Rong Ling and smiled and said: "In fact, after drinking for a long time, I will feel that this soup is really better to drink.

Rong Jun looked at it and saw Liu Wei’s insincere in his eyes. Then he said: "If you like it, drink another bowl?"
Liu Wei is stiff.
Rong Ling snorted, cold and squatting, reaching out and gently slamming Liu Wei to the chair, let her sit, he looked at her.
Liu Wei was silent with him. After a long time, he coughed and said: "He is like this. He always loves nonsense. This is not only my knowledge, but also knows Nanxun. If you don't believe, you can ask..."
"Not this." Rong Ling interrupted Liu Wei's words, and his eyes flashed a trace of coolness: "What are you doing before I come in?"
The two people's body shape is almost close to the picture, and once again recalled, it still makes Rong Ling unhappy.
Before recalling the sudden appearance of Rong Ling, Fu Zichen and his own words, Liu Wei paused, and felt that it was not something to be done, he said: "He, there is a plan."