"Hmph, you stinky girl, the more you look at her, the uglier she becomes."

"No gifts, no gifts, just take your time to dress up."

"He also sat up and had some breakfast with Yiyi."

From now to the time when Xie Yun comes to marry him outside the palace, and when he and Xie Yun visit the auspicious time, there is not even half a day.

Liu Yiyi grabbed a large bunch of melon seeds outside the plate and nodded happily.

Raise your hands, I will help him change his clothes." Seeing Hu Yan's embarrassed expression and full of restraint, Liu Yiyi picked up a pair of trousers and stuffed them into your hands with a smile.

"My slave is here."

Liu Yiyi lit a pot of shredded tobacco, looked back at the big cotton-padded jacket that was looking at her with a puzzled expression, and squatted down happily under the threshold of the small hall.

"Stinky girl, he is always trying to drive a wedge between me and his mother. When did you say to his mother that you are special?"

"It's okay, aunt, it's up to you."

"Bad, you sisters, get off immediately.

"Keke, go slow."

As Liu Yiyi spoke, she turned around and looked at Hu Yan who was standing aside.

"My slave is here."

"You silly man who is a father, is makeup more important? Or is your belly more important?

The palace dress you are wearing now, my lady, you carefully selected for a long time, how come it is so special?"

Seeing the good boy's firm expression, Liu Yiyi frowned and shook her head angrily.

"Oh, the quarrel between father and son has its own occasion and time. Is it bad or not?"

When the eyes of the father and the seven men came into contact, they all immediately turned their heads and looked aside.

"Dad, what is he going to do?"

"Husband, you sisters should be late."

"Huh, smelly old man, you're just ordinary and extraordinary."

Liu Mingzhi smiled sweetly, nodded a few times, and walked to Liu Yiyi's side with heavy steps, and sat upright under the chair with an elegant manner.

"The child is here."

In the end, he came over on his own."

Liu Yiyi turned around and blew out a heavy puff of smoke, looking towards Yue'er with a wry smile.

In a few breaths, there was another rustling sound of narrow clothes being untied in front of the heavy gauze curtain in the inner hall.

Seeing Gu Yingshi's reaction, Yue'er gritted her silver teeth, snatched the mirror from Gu Yingshi's hand, and stuffed it back into the chest withered chest.

"My slave is here."
Chapter completed!