Chapter 84 Song Zhexia: I want it, I want it
Song Zhexia was being carried by him like this, and could only look at him helplessly, saying weakly, pitifully and helplessly: "I can leave if I send a letter."
[What’s the matter? I’m not a kindergarten kid. I bite people fiercely! ! ! ]
Against the light, she caught a glimpse of the boy's mouth curling up slightly, his fingers still not loosening, and he raised his lips with a smile, "Then try to walk by yourself."
"..."
[Guardian Dog is more bullying than you!]
The hall was brightly lit, and the table was covered with all kinds of fine wines and delicacies. Everyone sat down in an orderly manner, and no one dared to move before Wei Jinyou started eating.
Su Changyu narrowed his eyes, held his chin with one hand, and looked at the old man with a hint of cold mockery in his eyes, "After so many years, you are still the same."
The old man looked tense, and he looked over. His rough fingers stroked the wine glass, and he said hoarsely, "Don't forget who brought you here."
Su Changyu pursed his lips and said nothing.
"Everything I did was for your own good. It's you who didn't live up to expectations."
The old man taunted, "For a black snake, you even gave up the tribulation. You really paid a huge price. Will that beast appreciate your kindness?"
Su Changyu looked at him coldly, "What a good thing for me."
The old man groaned, and when he saw Wei Jinyou sitting down, he quickly winked at the male disciple next to him.
The male disciple understood what he meant and immediately lowered his collar and moved closer to Wei Jinyou.
A certain white fox saw all of this, his eyes looking a little dull.
These people are really trying hard to please Wei Jinyou.
The old man must be wishing he could go into battle himself and lean into Wei Goubi's arms, right?
"Your Highness."
The male disciple's voice was so thin that Song Zhexia was so frightened that he almost lifted the tablecloth.
[Fuck, why are you wearing Pinru's clothes?]
The young man glanced at the white fox in his arms and curled the corners of his lips coldly.
The male disciple took out a small box of exquisite pastries from his arms as if offering a treasure, and placed it in front of Wei Jinyou, and said shyly: "This is a specialty of our Astrology Pavilion. Your Highness, please accept it."
Song Zhexia was still watching the show, and the turtle lying on her head said solemnly: [This cake is poisoned. If you take it, you will go blind. ]
She just took a breath when she felt Wei Jinyou touching her ear and said casually, "Try it."
Song Zhexia:?
She stared at the boy for a few seconds, but the latter remained unmoved and raised his eyebrows at her mischievously.
Bravo.
[You bastard Wei Jinyou, you're using me to test poison, right?!]
Song Zhexia drooped his ears and simply lay on the table pretending to be dead.
The young man rested his chin on his hand, and the corner of his mouth curled up casually, like spring breeze melting snow. The light reflected his handsome face, and his usually silent eyes slowly rippled. He deliberately said, "Don't you like sweets the most, Xia Xia?"
A fox remained motionless and weakly retorted: "Eating sweets will make you fat."
Just as she finished speaking, she felt her ears being gently rubbed by a hand, "Not fat."
Wei Jinyou said in a soft voice, "I can hold you."
"..."
[Heh, you can hold my corpse, right?!]
The candlelight flickered faintly, and the light flowed in the boy's eyes, revealing a faint smile.
Zuo Ren saw it all and was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped to the ground.
Outside the door, Hao Nan just came in and saw this scene, and almost fell down at the door.
What did he see?
This is their prince? !
"Your Highness."
Seeing that Wei Jinyou didn't even look at him, but was teasing the white fox in his arms, the male disciple said unhappily, "This is a treasure of our Astrology Pavilion. Isn't it a bit too much of a waste to feed it to a fox?"
Hearing his words, the old man who was still smiling just now suddenly looked serious, veins throbbing on his forehead, and shouted, "Shut up!"
This time, Wei Jinyou finally looked him straight in the eye, a cold smile flashed in his dark pupils, and he asked back, "Ruin?"
The male disciple's breath was choked, as if the sharp gaze had strangled his throat. He quickly knelt on the carpet and said, "Your Highness, I know I am wrong. Please spare my life!"
"Your Highness!"
The old man also stood up from his seat, knelt on the ground nervously and said: "My disciple is stupid and can't speak. Please forgive me, Your Highness!"
"Left blade."
When the atmosphere in the room was tense, Wei Jinyou said lazily in front of everyone, "Pull out his tongue."
"If you can't speak, don't speak anymore."
"..."
The male disciple widened his eyes in horror, and when he wanted to say something more, he was forcibly dragged out of the door by Zuo Ren.
The door closed and soon a shrill scream was heard from outside.
A fine layer of sweat appeared on the forehead of the old man kneeling on the ground. The guests around him fell silent for a moment, and their fingertips trembled.
Wei Jinyou, on the other hand, played with the magic eye in his palm as if nothing had happened, with a hint of sarcasm on his face.
It was the first time that Song Zhexia saw someone playing with eyeballs so enthusiastically, and he immediately got goosebumps all over his body.
[Wei Goubi is so perverted, I guess it will be normal for him to play with his pants in the future.]
Wei Jinyou:?
Song Zhexia was still struggling to pry at the plate in front of her with her chubby little paws when the food inside was ruthlessly taken away by the young man.
She was confused for a moment, then looked up at the boy.
Wei Jinyou's eyes curved slightly, and he chuckled, which was rare, "You'll get fat if you eat too much."
Song Zhexia: “…”
[Is Wei Gou blind? This is called fat?! My curvy body can knock you off the ground!]
Wei Jinyou curled the corners of his mouth slightly and said nothing more.
A certain white fox scratched its little paws gloomily, then looked up at him again, "I want to eat shrimp."
"Eat it yourself." The boy raised his eyebrows.
The little fox fell into his arms and said, "I can't peel it myself."
Wei Jinyou sneered, "Then don't eat it."
The little fox snorted and tugged at the corner of his clothes, saying coquettishly, "I want it, I want it!"
The young man lowered his eyes and glanced at it calmly, without any expression.
The two of them were playing around here, and the people around were already stunned by the scene.
This prince has always been cold-blooded and heartless, but now he is so special to a fox?
When Wei Jinyou was still in a trance, the blood python's voice came from his spiritual consciousness, "Master, you must not spoil it!"