Pseudo-event physique [female respect]

Mingqian sat calmly on the embroidered stool at the end of the bed, casually placed the plate in her hand on the table beside her, and casually took a sugar figurine that was made in a hurry and made an unknown shape, and put it in her mouth. In his mouth, he looked idle, and made a gesture of "it's time to talk".

Wen Gutong stared at her big black eyes, waiting with great anticipation for Mingqian to hand her a sugar figurine, and then sit down and have a good chat in a fair and impartial manner, but she waited for a long time, but still did not see Mingqian With this meaning, the whole person drooped his head lazily.

Mingqian just pretended not to understand the envy and longing of the kid who just said "I want to eat" on his face, and started talking: "There is something, I need to warn you, daughter, so that you don't know it in a few years." Only after the servants are unable to give birth to the cubs will they be held accountable."

Wen Gutong drooped his head lazily, his small eyes couldn't help but glance at the row of sugar figures beside Mingqian several times, thinking that Xiao Tongfang must be too skinny to eat. It's over, so much leftover will be melted if you don't eat it, as for what Ming Qian said, she can't listen to it at all.

Mingqian immediately saw that Wen Gutong was not distracted, so she picked up another sugar figurine out of retaliation, licked left and right, and made an exaggerated delicious experience like a demonstration, looking at the fake dough Eye sockets are red.

"Hou Gui promised this servant to be your housemate, but this servant thought it was inappropriate. Because this servant was soft-spoken, I dared not refuse. It's just that these days, this servant realized something, you..." Ming Qian With a wrinkled face, he considered it very shamefully: "Don't you think of slaves as sons and daughters?"

Hearing this, Wen Gutong only glanced at her resentfully, that look not only contained contempt for how crude Ming Qian's excuse was, but also contained a grievance that he could see or not eat.

Mingqian suddenly lost her appetite, she didn't even think about teasing the fake dough, she wrinkled her little nose and hurriedly stepped forward, saying: "Everything I said is true! If you don't believe it, then..." She gritted her teeth, Heartbroken, "That servant will have someone come for a physical examination immediately!"

Wen Gutong was obviously impatient, his eyes were red, and he patted his belly helplessly, his eyes kept glancing at the row of golden sugar men with a sweet smell, and what Mingqian said It doesn't even mean to answer positively at all.

In fact, Wen Gutong didn't understand the relationship between Tongfang and male and female gender at all. She only remembered that her mother told her that Tongfang was her own person and belonged to her alone, and she should do whatever she was asked to do. Therefore, she felt that it was natural for Mingqian to cook for her, and it was unreasonable for Xiaotongfang to refuse her legitimate request based on gender. Tong Fang cared about these things, so she chose silence is golden very gracefully.

But she was silent for a long time, Xiao Tongfang was actually indifferent, Wen Gutong suddenly felt a wave of hopeless melancholy hit her heart.

Obviously, I have seen before that when my mother does not speak and has a sullen face, my father will come forward to confess the crime in fear, and the husband of the elder sister of the eldest princess in the palace is also like this, and the servant of King Ning, many, many are like this of.He is obviously obedient to his wife-lord, why is his family so disobedient before he officially enters the door?

The little pseudodough has already begun to worry about his wife's lack of strength.

Could it be because Xiaotongfang is too stupid?

She has always heard the teachers in the school say that men are extremely stupid, and they are useless except for giving birth to children and warming the bed.But Xiao Tongfang seems to want to say that she is not a man, is she not a man?Could it be a woman?But she doesn't look like a woman at all, the mother said, women are born to be indomitable.

Wen Gutong glanced sideways at Mingqian's slender figure, conservatively estimated that she could break it with one hand, how could she stand up to the sky and stand on the ground.

If Mingqian knew about Wen Gutong's mental activities at the moment, she wondered if she would overturn a row of sugar figurines on the ground in front of her.

Mingqian's temperament is actually very tactful, but after testing, the longer the matter is dragged on by a person like her, the less likely it will be done, so she has developed a straight-forward style of doing things that doesn't like to be procrastinated.

At this moment, she couldn't hold back and settled the case: "Let me just say this, daughter, although your status is really noble, but the servant girl doesn't like you, well, it's not that kind of liking, and I don't want to be with you in the future." You are bound together, living a life without hope, and in the future, you only want to find a lover who will concentrate on treating your slaves, ordinary is enough."

Discussing lifelong events with such a young child, Mingxi's old face still couldn't help turning red, and she didn't dare to look directly at Wen Gutong's bewildered expression. She moved and sat on the ground helplessly, and said with difficulty: " There is one more thing, that is, uh," Mingqian hesitated for a long time, took a few deep breaths, and said the final voice as if death was at home: "I really hate cooking!"

In a word, Mingqian couldn't stand the grievance anymore, tears welled up in her eyes, and the little worldly daughter who suddenly brightened up when she heard the word "rice" was once again frightened and dazed.

Although Mingqian's family background is not good in this world, she has been treated like a little princess since she was a child, and her status at home is not much inferior to that of Wen Gutong'a in the Marquis Mansion, and she has never been followed. , fortunately, she strives for her own strength, such pampering did not cause her to look crooked, and she is much more sensible than her peers in dealing with people and things outside.

Since she is a little princess at home, Mingqian does not cook much, and only takes the initiative to cook when she really dislikes the food cooked by her parents. I have to say that she is indeed talented in cooking Well, the culinary skills that her parents have cultivated for most of their lives are not as good as her occasional show of hands.Because of this, her parents often talked about her being lazy and persuading her to cook. When she was rebellious in her adolescence, she reflexively pulled the matter of cooking into the blacklist of exclusion.

I never thought that when I came to this world of empresses, she would have to deal with the kitchen every day. Mingqian, who lives in a soft little princess, has been wronged for a long time and has nowhere to vent.

The more Mingqian thought about it, the more wronged she became, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt how gloomy the future would be with a foodie fiancee.The so-called early death and early rebirth, the sprout of darkness should be killed early in the cradle.

Ming Qian wiped her tears with aggrievedness, Wen Gutong approached her tremblingly, her chubby face wrinkled into a ball, reluctantly taking on the duty of coaxing her little Tongfang.

"You... don't cry, I... I don't... I won't eat, don't cry, I can't eat!"

"Pfft!" Mingqian raised her head inadvertently, saw Wen Gutong gesticulating wildly with her hands and mouth, and her face was even more painful, she laughed out of nowhere, and habitually joked: "Success!" , then you don’t have to eat in the future.”

The fake dough was suddenly struck by lightning, and it seemed that he realized what he had said. The small mouth murmured unconsciously, and tears filled the eyes instantly, as if he wanted to cry, but he was entangled. With a fleshy steamed bun face, Ming Qian was immediately amused again when she saw that she was so wronged that she couldn't do it.

"Just kidding, let's see how promising you are."

Mingqian said it unintentionally. She just hasn't gotten used to the ancient concept of superiority and inferiority. What a blow the smooth sailing childhood caused, and what a deep wound it opened to her heart, which made Wen Gutong's extreme growth in the process of growing up—to save face, just to establish a stalwart in Xiaotongfang's heart. self image.

Wen Gutong's self-satisfied big woman's heart was suddenly attacked, and she was very sad. However, although the baby was suffering in his heart, the baby just didn't say anything!

Mingqian used to be famous for her big-eyed beauties, but Wen Gutong's eyes were a little bit bigger than hers. Not only were they a little bit bigger, but the color of her pupils was much darker than hers. She looks very energetic, and looking at her with tears in her eyes is still very majestic and overwhelming for her.

Mingqian coughed lightly, stood up and moved slowly towards Wen Gutong, with a sly face of a little fox, "Little lady, in fact, I only have one wish when I talk to you today, that is I hope you and I can reach a consensus, so why not do it for you in the future?"

Mingqian's facial features are very delicate, and it is very pleasing to look at just one place, and when matched together, it will conceal her own gorgeous color, making her look much more gentle and pleasant, although she usually smears with homemade natural flower clay, But that's not a cross-dressing technique, let alone a disguise technique. There are many places that can be exposed, so she usually pays attention to keeping a distance from others, but today she seems to be a little carried away, completely forgetting this, and actively Turning her black and white almond eyes, she strenuously ran towards the path of the crippled little world girl.

Wen Gutong originally didn't intend to forgive this wicked little Tongfang, but when Mingqian suddenly approached her, her breath seemed to be haunted by an elusive smell, and then she noticed Xiaotong's Fang's rolling eyeballs were a shape she had never seen before, but they miraculously pleased her, she couldn't help but lose her anger, and just stared blankly.

When Mingqian gets excited, her brain tends to twitch, which is commonly known as not enough brains. At this moment, she only knows how to talk about the benefits of this and that, trying to cripple the little girl's brain.

"Well, there are still many undisclosed specialties here. You should think carefully. Do you want to have delicious food, or do you want a maid who can't give birth and be criticized by others?" Ming Qian The sharp-eyed saw that the fake Dough was about to spray her with a look of natural anger, and hurriedly intercepted: "You can only choose one of the two! The so-called fish and bear's paw, you can't have both. If you accept slaves, then The craftsmanship of the servants is gone," Mingqian straightened up again with a tangled and questioning expression on the face of the fake dough, and said with deep eyes, "My mother said that our family's skills are not out of the world, and there has been a "written" from generation to generation. The prohibition of 'not coming out' is very overbearing, in order to prevent our old Zhao family from becoming extinct, the servants have to say frankly, daughter Wanwang, please forgive me."

After she finished speaking, she flirted with a self-indulgent wink at the little world girl who was still in the trap, and she seemed to see the fake dough suddenly froze the little fat waist in the blink of an eye.