(ARC 1-4 ) Quick wear: The host of Bailian is milky and sweet

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But Fu Ting avoided him in the next second.

Chu Xiao leaned on the place where Fu Ting had sat, looking charming.

Lu Sheng frowned subconsciously.

"What are you doing here?"

Chu Xiao curled his long hair to play with, "What kind of expression do you have, so I can't come to play with you?"

"I heard that you have a little lady. Call out for me to meet?"

The flashing eyes made people a little uncomfortable.

And Fu Ting also directly refused.

"He is still young, and he will have a chance in the future."

"Since you are here, I happen to have something to ask you."

Chu Xiao raised his eyes and glanced at Fu Ting, and found that Fu Ting was very serious, and he could probably guess what was going on.

"Then let's walk together?"

Fu Ting snorted and left with Chu Xiao.

Lu Sheng looked at the figure that was familiar, but he could n't remember it for a while.

She Simply She did n't think about it.

It was rumored the next day that Fu Ting was with the second prince with his own eyes his.

Intimate demeanor and affectionate gaze.

The two entered Fu Ting's office together and stayed for one night before the second prince left.

It even added fuel to it, as if he saw Fu Ting and Chu Xiao rolling in the sheets with his own eyes.

For a while, these rumors spread to the command department, and everyone couldn't help but look at Mu Xingchun with sympathy.

And Ji Sishen also looked like an outsider, looking at Mu Xingchun with a half smile.

Mu Xingchun maintains her usual innocent personality, and Ji Sishen finds it meaningless when she sees it.

After class, Ji Sishen wanted to find Fu Ting, but was stopped halfway.

"My second brother has always been so unruly, knowing that the marshal already has a wife, and still pestering the marshal like this, I'm afraid I don't know what to do."

Ji Sishen: "..."

It may be that his brain his is used too much, and he ca n't remember who this person is.

"This is the third prince, Chu Mu."

Ji Sishen snorted, not very interested.

He raised his foot and was about to leave, but the next second, the third prince stood in front of Ji Sishen.

He was holding a warm and jade-like gesture, "Should I call you Mu Shen, or Mrs. Marshal?"

Laughing people and animals are harmless, but there is not much realism in their eyes.

Ji Sishen put his hands around his chest his, and he was not in a hurry to find Fu Ting.

How can he live up to the hearts of others when someone comes to the door and asks him to do things?

He's always been -- understanding.

Leaning against the wall of the corridor leisurely, Yi Ran looked at the third prince in human skin with a half-smile.

"The third prince is probably joking, isn't the marshal's wife my dear brother, Mu Xingchun?"

Chu Mu chuckled softly, "I think you are more suitable for the title of Madam Marshal than your weak brother."

His fingertips his lifted Ji Sishen's chin lightly, "Or a higher name?"

Ji Sishen did n't hide, and he could vaguely see a familiar figure not far away.

Ji Sishen's mouth his overflowed with a smile, "Oh? Then I 'm curious, what is the higher title that the third prince said."

Chu Mu approached Ji Sishen, his voice his was low, but it was indescribably fascinating.

"If you want, the third prince may be more suitable for you than the marshal's wife."

Ji Sishen's body his has a faint aura, which makes people fascinated.

This person looked weak and boneless, but in private he was a little hedgehog that people wanted to conquer.

I don't know what is hidden in my bones that makes people feel dangerous.

Such a person is more desirable and attractive than Mu Xingchun.

Ji Si pursed his lips deeply, his eyes fluctuating.

He Even He nodded.