My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker

Chapter 2559 4.249 Little Crown Princess Congratulations

It's filled with a pot of elixir. All are produced by Qiao Qiao, mysterious beauty Dan!

Master Qiaoqiao said doubtfully, "Aunt Huang, what I have is, do you still want to eat it? But this black beauty Dan is almost enough to eat one. It can resist aging for 100 years! It ’s not good for the body . "

Prince Kang couple: ...

Feeling your eyes are falling, okay?

How can I always feel this paralyzed little guy, although there is no smile from beginning to end, but what he did is particularly happy!

"Cough." Morin gave a slight cough, and busy asked the little guy to push the pot of panacea back to the inner bounds.

This kid isn't low-key, is he?

In a strange tone, Prince Kang asked, "Do you make these yourself?"

"Ok."

"You are Danshi?"

"Ok!"

"What level of Danshi are you now?"

"mysterious."

Lying down, a mysterious Danshi under 16 years old.

Prince Kang rolled his eyes at Tian, ​​and immediately wanted to calm down.

What's more, he suddenly felt like he couldn't talk anymore.

It's hard for his old wife to be able to chat with the little princely concubine all the way from Meimei ...

What ’s so funny about this?

Grandpa was puzzled.

According to the style of talking of the little guy, uh, uh, what can I talk about?

"Master, is Qiao Qiao very cute?" Prince Kang smiled and held Qiaomu's hand with a smile, boasting to Grandpa, "You Mo people don't have such cute girls. Your brothers' girls I do n’t think any of them are good, none is as good as ours. ”

Morin was taken for granted.

Grandpa: ...

My wife is inexplicably a brain fan of the concubine!

I don't know why, the old lord has a kind of sorrow.

But looking at the radiant radiance now, the whole person exudes a confident princess, he is still very happy.

The princess seemed to be ten years younger, and the whiteness of the horns disappeared.

The mysterious beauty Yan Dan refined by the little girl, let alone say that the effect and the junk goods circulating on the market are really the difference between heaven and earth.

"Rabbit, it's a good idea to look for your daughter-in-law!" Grandpa snorted, reluctantly exaggerating Prince Mo, poking the rice in the bowl with chopsticks, and suddenly felt like not wanting to speak.

Suddenly the little girl took out a delicate and compact rice bucket from the inner circle.

A faint scent immediately drifted into Grandpa's nose, causing him to inhale his nose and asked, "What's the smell? Is it so fragrant? Is it rice?"

"Um." The little girl opened the lid of the lunch box, and the scent immediately spread, causing the old man's index finger to move, and the saliva was almost coming down.

"Hey, you child, that's true! There is such good rice still hidden! Give the uncle a bowl soon." The old man walked around to the round table very quickly, took the shovel and walked toward the bucket. Dug inside.

"Your rice dumplings are so delicious?" The old prince was also a strange one. He didn't care about the little girl with a bucket of rice in his inner circle, so he wondered what the rice was.

Speaking of which, he is also a big man who has eaten a lot of rice. People like him who must eat rice every day care about the quality of rice.

"Because this is Saint-Mi." The little boy proudly said.

San Mi?

I've heard of holy artifacts spread in ancient times, I've never heard of holy meters ...

(End of this chapter)