After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

People in the hall have different faces.

Jiang Clan and Cheng Yerou looked at each other and smiled, they couldn't tell, their Jiaojiao was so vigorous!

The old lady was drinking almond tea and almost choked on hearing this.

Her Jiaojiao, shy and timid, how could she kiss Xiao Yi?

That guy must be talking nonsense!

Nan Baoyi bit her lip, her thin face gradually flushing.

She fell into the arms of the old lady, her voice faint: "Grandma, I don't..."

"We Jiaojiao'er definitely can't do that kind of thing!" The old lady protected her short, patted her thin shoulder, staring at Xiao Yi angrily, "Jiaojiao'er is just a girl who hasn't been out of the cabinet, what does she know? I kissed you, and that's why you hooked her!"

Xiao Yi: "..."

He hooked her?

His thin lips set off a chuckle, and he lazily drank a sip of tea, "Sure, it’s me. It’s because I am so handsome that I can’t stop Nan Jiao. I am the enchantress of the disaster country, and Nan Jiaojiao is just that. The early king..."

Jiang Clan and Cheng Yerou couldn't help but laughed out loud.

In the past, Xiao Yi only felt cold and cold, and there was always a sense of cold winter.

Now that I got close, I realized that there was a gentle heart hidden under the child's skin.

Their Jiaojiao, marrying such a teenager, the rest of their lives will be very happy.

After coming out of Songheyuan, Nan Baoyi did not dare to talk to Xiao Yi.

She stared down at the toes of the embroidered shoes, and walked along the bluestone brick road in the garden, walking along the bluestone brick road in the garden, and walked towards Chaowen Courtyard.

Xiao Yi followed behind.

He has long legs and the little girl has short legs, and he can follow her in a few steps at will.

It's the beginning of spring in February, and there is the sound of birds calling from the garden, as well as the cockfighting of the group of cockfighting raised in Nanmao.

The crabapples and calla lilies next to the bluestone brick road bloomed radiantly, and the spring breeze was extremely charming, and even the skirts blowing through the flowers were stained with a light fragrance.

Xiao Yi admired his little Jiao Niang.

Today, she is wearing a begonia pink embroidered skirt, and she is holding a soft yellow drape very delicately.

He combed the high spirit snake bun, exposing the slender back of her neck, with a few broken hairs drooping between her necks, making him feel an urge to blow her back of her neck.

Even more, I kissed his mark on that pale skin...

He licked his lips and said casually, "Nan Jiaojiao."

The little girl did not listen, she walked faster and faster, she walked faster and faster--

Then she stepped on the corner of her skirt.

The entire skirt slipped from the chest.

Nan Baoyi: "..."

I don't know, what words should be used to describe the current situation.

A crimson that was even brighter than the petals of a crabapple, filled her face, and gradually even the white neck turned into a blush.

She had to turn her back to Xiao Yi and re-wrapped her skirt belt in a panic, "You are not allowed to look at me! I will be fine soon, and it will be fine in a while!"

He hurriedly remade the skirt, but saw a shadow in front of him.

She raised her eyes blankly.

The Minister of Power stood in front of her with his hands in his arms, his thin lips pursed with a nasty smile, as if he was laughing at her embarrassment.

She hurriedly covered her chest and backed away two steps in a panic, "You, why are you like this? I told you not to look at me..."

Behind her is a flower tree.

Xiao Yi stepped forward, put one hand on the tree, and looked down at her.

Fingertips twitched her undergarment, and he chuckled, "This thing is quite complicated."

Nan Baoyi lowered his eyes and dared not look at him at all.

As she breathed, there was the fragrance of mountains and rivers unique to Xiao Yi's body. She was trapped between the big tree and his chest, and there was a fear of nowhere to escape.

Knowing that he would not do anything, but when facing him in this position, she would still...

Nervous, afraid.

Dense beads of sweat ooze out of the palms.

Being too embarrassed to know what to do, Xiao Yi slowly leaned down.

He leaned close to her ear, bent his lips, and said in a mocking voice: "Jiaojiao is too small, and the skirt is easy to fall off... I heard people say that papaya stew with snow clams is more nourishing, Jiaojiao can ask the small kitchen to cook it daily you eat."

Nan Baoyi's eyelashes fluttered sharply.

The pink cheeks are almost red, like the most beautiful rouge in the world.

Xiao Yi's eyes fell on her thin neck.

He sighed gently, and the little girl's fine hair drooping between her neck fluttered and trembling immediately, and it seemed to have a thin layer of cold hair.

He smiled deeper and rubbed her little head generously, "I accepted my dowry, but it's mine. Nan Jiaojiao, go back to your boudoir and embroider your big cock, I'm waiting for us When we got married, the water rooster on the pillow towel."

Nan Baoyi watched him go outside the house.

She felt a little depressed.

It's all about molesting her, even insulting her mandarin duck!

"That's not a rooster, that's a mandarin duck!"

She couldn't help shouting at his back.

Xiao Yi waved his hand, roughly smiling.

Nan Baoyi looked down at her chest and became even more annoyed, "You actually asked me to eat papaya stewed snow clams, he dislikes me..."

She grinds her molars, and sees that there is no one around, she simply raises her voice delicately: "Second brother returned to the Prince Jing's Mansion, and remember to eat more papaya stewed snow clams. It can also strengthen the yang and nourish the kidney!"

Xiao Yi turned around with a subtle expression.

Nan Baoyi kept away from him and continued to shout: "Look at you, you have to make up for it, otherwise you will have to catch up with nine thousand years old!"

After finishing speaking, before Xiao Yi made trouble for her, he clutched the chest of the skirt and rushed back to the boudoir.

Aftertaste was clearing the candlestick, and seeing her coming in panting, she couldn't help but smile and wipe her forehead sweat, "How come the lady runs so fast, there is no dog behind her."

"If you run slower, you might be driven by a dog!"

Nan Baoyi was talking, picked up a bowl of tea, and drank half of it in one breath.

Aftertaste took the veil, and said: "The slave and maid will cook in person at night, what do you want to eat, can the slave make it for you?"

Nan Baoyi wiped the water stains at the corners of her mouth, "Your cooking skills are so good, I love everything."

"The servant will make five meat dishes and nine vegetarian dishes, with two cups of soup?"

"Aftertaste," the old **** Nan Baoyi was in, "Although we live rich and rich now, we must not forget our roots. The money is hard to come by, we have to live a simpler life, not extravagant. With so many dishes, I can't finish it. of."

The aftertaste nodded: "The young lady makes sense."

"Just make four meat dishes and eight vegetarian dishes, and the soup will remain the same."

"Miss is really hardworking and thrifty. If the master will marry you in the future, you must be a good housekeeper."

Nan Baoyi squinted her eyes: "It's fine to talk about this in private, but I can't go outside and say it, it seems I am not humble."

Aftertaste agreed with a smile, and walked outside the house.

Nan Baoyi thought for a while, and said shyly: "Add another papaya stew with snow clams. Don't get me wrong, I'm not for that, I, I'm just for the kidney and yang."

After a moment of silence, he couldn't help but laugh: "The slave and maid understand."