The male god of quick time travel, don't trick me anymore

Chapter 113 The General's Little Wife (8)

This martial arts practitioner, why are his hands so cold.

The next moment, this thought was expelled from his mind.

What are you thinking about? Now this person is molesting you!
Zhuang Yi held her breath, a smile hung on her face, her eyebrows and eyes were curved, and she tried her best to make her smile look more sincere.

"General Zhou"

Swept by the man's cold eyes, he remembered what the man had reminded him many times.

Then briefly compare the force values ​​​​of the two parties.

He silently changed his mouth: "Husband."

Zhou Jingxiao nodded in satisfaction, took her hand and was about to walk inside.

Zhuang Yi quickly said, "Husband."

"Go in and talk."

The strength in the hand is stronger.

Zhuang Yi still wanted to speak, but she was happy to be watched by the side, but Nanny Fang, who remembered her nature, swept her sharp eyes, choked up, and finally gave up.

So, the two people held hands and walked into the house with brisk strides.

Holding her daughter-in-law's soft little hand, Zhou Jingxiao always felt that it felt very good, not to mention the hot temperature in this soft little lady's hand, as if it could calm all the irritability in his heart.

Let him temporarily forget the bloody cruelty on the battlefield.

The corner of his mouth hooked.

What my mother said was really good. It's really nice to have a daughter-in-law.

He naturally knew the reluctance in her eyes, but so what, since he married Zhou Jingxiao, then this person is his!

Although Mrs. Zhou is the mother of the protagonist of today's banquet in the palace, she usually doesn't like to join in the fun.

The royal family of Great Xia is also quite wise, and they don't care too much about it.

Therefore, Mrs. Zhou has been in the mansion today.

Entering the main hall, the extremely dignified lady at the head immediately shed a string of tears.

Zhou Jingxiao finally let go of Zhuang Yi's hand, kowtowed three times on the ground, and said.

"Children are unfilial in order to be able to support their mother."

"It's good to be back, it's good to be back"

The two talked to each other for a long time, no, it should be Mrs. Zhou's unilateral.

Mrs. Zhou came to her senses and stretched out her hand to Zhuang Yi: "Your wife is very filial. Since you are back, you are not allowed to bully the princess. If you let me know that you dare to treat her badly, be careful!"

It was a bit helpless on Tuesday.

Supporting his mother, his eyes finally had some human emotions.

The guilt in his eyes was finally clear.

Zhuang Yi quickly went over and held Mrs. Zhou's hand.

He also forcibly brewed a few tears, as if he was so moved that he couldn't speak.

On Tuesday, he was thinking about his faults, but when he turned his head and saw his little wife's behavior, all his emotions became dumbfounded for a while.

"Princess, you should eat more. Look at your small body. If my kid bullies you in a place where I can't see, then you won't be able to fight back. Eat more to save money." Work hard!"

Nanny Fang next to Zhuang Yi's face turned a little ugly.

The royal family has rules about how much to eat for this meal. Isn't this lady trying to bring down their princess?

Although most of the banquet dishes in the palace are cold, you can't actually eat much, and it's customary to supplement food when you come back, but this is not the way to eat it!

Mrs. Zhou didn't seem to notice the coldness in Nanny Fang's eyes, she just enthusiastically added a lot of things to Zhuang Yi's bowl, then put down the chopsticks with a smile, as if she was about to watch her finish eating.

The nurses below were stunned, how could Mrs. Zhou's wife look so gentle and gentle on weekdays, but now she acted like an old child.

There is more than respect for their princess, but not enough closeness. In the current situation, it seems that they are feeding their own daughters.

Zhuang Yi looked at the things in her bowl that were piled up into a hill, and was afraid to put down her chopsticks for a while, and couldn't help but cast her eyes on her so-called husband.

That Tuesday Lang also frowned, and looked at his little wife for a while, focusing on her slender waist.

Zhuang Yi felt a little hot when she saw this.

The foot under the table kicked him lightly, in exchange for the man's gaze diverted to her face.

As soon as she averted her eyes, she happened to see her mother-in-law looking into the eyes of the two of them with great interest.

The "vine" face turned red.

(End of this chapter)