The Little Crying Bag of the Prime Minister’s House

The prince looked at Ye Nianmiao's black grape-like eyes sparkling, and his smile was about to pour out of water, making it even more strange.

Could it be something poisoned?

"Brother Ye? Wake up? What's wrong with you?" The prince's chubby hand shook Ye Nianmiao several times before shaking Ye Nianmiao back to his senses.

Ye Nianning finally realized that her identity seemed wrong, and immediately closed her smiley face, her slapped small face sternly: "Thank you, your Royal Highness, I...my sister likes it very much."

Qin Jixun, who never makes a sound on weekdays, said abruptly, "Your sister hasn't seen it before, how do you know she likes it?"

His clear eyes are filled with the afterglow of the setting sun, and the blurred light and shadow are particularly beautiful.

Ye Nianning was stunned, still not yet thinking about how to answer.

The prince had already relieved her.

"Cut, I need to talk about it? I personally arranged the craftsmen to make things, how could Xiaoye not like it?!" The prince was very confident, and his stomach was raised up high, like a proud little rooster.

Ye Nian stared down, holding back a smile and said solemnly: "Yes, everything the Prince said is right."

Hearing Ye Nianmiao's undisguised flattery behavior, the prince felt a little unhappy.

He didn't like to listen to these compliments, and at this moment, he missed Xiao Yezi again.

Although he was young and had not seen many people, only Xiao Ye Zi was the one who liked him the most.

So the prince turned his head and stared straight at Ye Nianning's boudoir: "Brother Ye, I'd better go and see Xiaoyezi! I am in good health, and they all said that I am as strong as a calf, and I will definitely not catch the wind and cold. of!"

"No!" Ye Nianning yelled out almost instantly, her bright eyes a little flustered with water.

Qin Jixun's black eyes were like flowing water, he glanced at her faintly, and finally moved away, focusing on watching the green leaves and flying flowers at dusk.

The prince was suddenly taken aback by Ye Nianning. He stepped back and patted his chest and complained: "Brother Ye, why are you so loud all of a sudden? I was so scared that my heart would pop out, thinking that Anything big has happened..."

Ye Nianning smiled embarrassedly: "His Royal Highness, I am worried about you! If you catch the cold, our whole family can't afford it..."

The prince looked at Ye Nianning's door in disappointment and disappointment, and had no choice but to give up.

"Then I will leave first." The prince was so disappointed that he walked out of the courtyard without looking back.

Qin Jixun never followed him for the first time, keeping a distance of three feet from the prince.

He stayed this time, and walked directly in front of Ye Nianning.

He was half a head taller than Ye Nianning, standing in front of her, his eyes were calm, his tightly pressed thin lips were faintly flushed, as if she was left alone, but the gaze that fell on Ye Nianning's face made her feel uncomfortable. stand up.

She resisted the urge to retreat and told herself that she must not be counseled.

She hates Qin Jixun so much, so she must show her momentum in front of him!

Fortunately, Qin Jixun didn't seem to want to say anything to her, even the phrase "Happy Birthday".

The two wooden boxes, one large and one small, were taken out directly from the sleeves. Although the workmanship was exquisite, it was a common gift-giving style at first sight, and did not choose carefully.

The wooden box with the Prince's gift is the only one made by a craftsman, which is completely incomparable.

She was too lazy to wait for Qin Jixun to speak, and directly reached out to take the two boxes, and smiled politely and perfunctorily: "Thank you Brother Qin."

Qin Jixun had always known that Ye Nianmiao didn't like him, and didn't know how many bad things Ye Jiaxiao Crybao had said about him in front of his brother.

But he didn't care at all.

He didn't need Ye Nianmiao's likes, nor did he need the likes of Little Crying Bag.

Giving gifts to the Ye family brothers and sisters was nothing more than a courtesy. He didn't even know what he gave, and ordered the butler to find two from his private library and send them over.

Qin Jixun has the world in his heart, and his ambitions are so high, how can he care about two yellow-mouthed children?

The author has something to say: Thank you for the mines that rained for three or four days, okay~~~