Grumpy host, she just wants to do business

Chapter 693: Her coquettishness, he will spoil her to death ([-])
Tan Sang woke up suddenly. She stared at the figure in front of her for a long time before slowly regaining consciousness.

Just now she thought that Hua Xiyan was jealous when she heard about the Heavenly Emperor's wedding, and sent someone to kill her.

Tan Sang rubbed her forehead, sat up slowly from the bed, blinked and looked at the person in front of her, and asked, "Did I just fall asleep?"

"Yes."

Di Heng pressed her neck while talking, and asked, "Is your neck uncomfortable?"

Tan Sang shook her head. She was no longer as squeamish as before.

The man stopped the movement of his hands, then took a silk scarf and washed her face, the man moved gently, half bent over.

Time seems to go back to the old days.

Then she rubbed the man's neck with attachment, a bit coquettishly, "A Heng, why are you so nice?"

Di Heng was silent, because she didn't know what kind of light she was to him.

She is worth everything.

"I almost forgot. I met the maids on the way and heard that they were going to give me a jewelry album, but you lost your temper?"

After hearing this, Tan Sang smiled, hugged his neck, leaned on his body, and asked into his ear:
"What? Do you think I'm coquettish and domineering? Do you want to give them reason?"

The noble Emperor of Heaven was guarding her with his fingers, worried that she would fall, but he just smiled faintly when he heard her words.

"Sangsang, I asked them to be gentler next time. I'm trying to give you reason."

The nice low bubble sound attacked Tan Sang one after another, and Tan Sang, who was a little overwhelmed, got down from his body.

He took the album, opened it, looked at it, and asked, "So many?"

"This is just a book." Di Heng motioned her to look at the things on the table next to her, "It's all in the pile."

Tan Sang fell into silence, covered her mouth and yawned, and said helplessly, "It's just jewelry, how can there be so many tricks?"

These are naturally all the jewelry that Emperor Heng has collected for many years. He was quiet for a while, and said unhurriedly: "Actually, I still have a lot of patterns. I will copy them tomorrow and pick them out with you."

When Tan Sang heard that there were still many, he felt his head was getting bigger: "Don't give it away, this is enough."

"No."

Di Heng vetoed it flatly. He realized that he had refused too quickly, so he softened his tone and said, "Not much, just take a look."

Even if he just glanced at it, it would not be in vain to waste his yearning for thousands of years.

After all, it was the boy's wish, so Tan Sang didn't refuse any more, so he said, "Okay. You can tidy up slowly, don't rush for a while, and don't tire yourself out."

Diheng's daily business is very tricky, how can it be used to describe jewelry patterns?
The boy didn't speak, but he still didn't want to promise her in his heart.

As the protagonist, Tan Sang has always been like a salted fish, but now she also remembered something and asked: "When is the time for our big wedding?"

"The statement given by Tianshu Yuan is that it can be done in one month at the earliest."

After Diheng finished speaking, he tapped his fingers on the table, and said seriously, "I think it can be earlier."

There are a lot of specialties in the wedding of the Emperor of Heaven. The wedding in the fairy world often takes several years or hundreds of years to prepare. Emperor Heng asked to get married within a month, which can be said to have caused a big problem for Tiangong.

Tianshuyuan's ability to compress the wedding preparations into January is really the limit.

In this way, His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven is still not satisfied.

Tan Sang couldn't stand it anymore and said, "You are too embarrassing."

Di Heng didn't take it seriously, the wedding has been prepared for thousands of years, and now there is only one Tan Sang missing, if there is more squeeze, it can still be brought forward.

"The night is long and the dream is full." He said, "Sangsang, I have waited long enough, and I really don't want to wait any longer."

Now, for him, the word "waiting" is what he fears the most.

(End of this chapter)