The surging irritability and strong displeasure rushing across the chest, the gentle little face was full of anger, as if he wanted to eat people...

Damn! She finally couldn't help it!

Then, Feng Zisa suppressed the anger in her heart and stuffed a spoonful of rice porridge directly into Su Xieyun's nostrils. The corners of her lips turned into a distant and heartless smile mark: "Give it to you!"

"Um..." At this time, if it were Su Xieyun who kept gasping for the time, he widened his eyes in disbelief, wiped the rice grains on his nose, and felt extremely unhappy: "You———!"

"If you like it, don't eat it! I won't serve you anymore!" Feng Zisa threw this sentence and walked to her room, closed the door vigorously, and let out a sharp sound: "Bang———!"

Really! Is the prince still addicted to illness? Is it true? I still deliberately find fault with you when I feed you. What's even more excessive is that I even asked her to use it...

Damn! Although she did not refuse his love, she did not nod and agree!

"..." Seeing this, Su Xieyun suddenly narrowed his blue eyes, his handsome face twitched, gritted his teeth in anger, and threw himself on the sofa in anger.

In this way, the relationship between the two returned to the beginning...

Poor cat! When will the female hooligan be obediently devoted and contempt to the silence.o(one＾1+)o

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Chapter completed!