"Let's sit down and have a meal."

Qiao Jinyou happily pulled out a beautiful smile, took Mo Yuxiao's hand and sat on the stool.

"Your meal, Prince Jing, the old minister will leave first."

Mr. Qiao looked at Qiao Jinyou holding Mo Yuxiao's hand in shock. He was so afraid that Prince Jing would shake You'er's hand away.

"What's the matter with Dad? The prince is your son-in-law. He is a family. Do you think so?"

Qiao Jinyou stepped forward and grabbed Master Qiao's hand, shook her head gently, and shook her hair.

The family doesn’t speak two families, why does Dad always do this? Why are you so polite?

Mr. Qiao was hesitating here, and Mo Yuxiao spoke lightly, without any concern.

"Whatever You You say is what you say."

Everyone was surprised that Prince Jing, who had always been indifferent, could actually listen to a woman's words. Could it be that the rumors were true?

Prince Jing really favors Prince Jing?

"Dad did you hear it? Sit down~"

Qiao Jinyou smiled and pulled Mr. Qiao to sit down.

Qiao Jinxin also pulled Mrs. Qiao to sit down there, so naturally she would not forget her dear husband.

Mr. Qiao and Mrs. Qiao sat down in a panic, with a still dull face, as if they had no intuition. They really couldn't believe that a prince who was favored by the emperor and had a good reputation would actually have a meal with the officials.

They had never seen Prince Jing have had a meal with officials.

"Dad, mom, eat quickly."

Qiao Jinyou didn't see what happened to them, so she picked up a piece of meat and put it in their bowl, and said briskly.

The beautiful and beautiful smile on my face fascinated countless people.

"Your Majesty, you eat too."

By the way, Qiao Jinyou also picked up a piece of chicken for Mo Yuxiao and gently pulled his sleeve.

It seems to be telling him not to be so cold.

"Okay, eat more for you to see how thin you are."

Mo Yuxiao didn't dislike it, picked up the chopsticks and picked it up to the chicken legs and put it in her bowl, saying in that rare tone of pampering.

The sword eyebrows frowned slightly. She was too thin and felt uncomfortable when she hugged her, even if she was pregnant.

"Yeah."

Qiao Jinyou smiled sweetly and ate the chicken legs that Mo Yuxiao had given her with relish.

She felt that the chicken leg was particularly delicious and fragrant, which made her saliva flow out involuntarily.

Qiao Jinxin and others looked at each other in a daze.

The most surprising thing is Qiao Jinxin, he, are they showing their love?

Go and go! Should I be so excessive? Will bully her husband and not pick up food for her?

Tell, she will!

"My husband, I want to eat food!"

Qiao Jinxin stretched out her beautiful finger and pointed at the vegetable in the distance, pulling Gong Luohen's sleeve and said.

The drowning voice was not helpful in Gong Luohen's ears.

"If you want to eat it, you can grab it."

Unexpectedly, Gong Luohen said without any face.

The handsome face was stained with a layer of solemnity, and the ink hair scattered on the back was gently raised, as if to cover up the expression of the master.

Qiao Jinxin, who was ignored by Gong Luohen: "-_-#"

What does her husband mean? If she wanted to clip her, she would have clipped her long ago?

My husband doesn't love her anymore, so huh~~~

"Puchi~~"

Qiao Jinyou burst out laughing and looked at Qiao Jinxin's pretty face that seemed constipated.

Haha, it's really funny!

Qiao Jinxin turned her beautiful eyes and glared at Qiao Jinyou with resentment, saying unfriendly:

"Sister, is it funny?"

Is it funny to see my old girl being defeated?

Do you want to be so unconscience-free?
Chapter completed!