After wearing the book, I rely on the food to lie down and win (MTL)

Chapter 111

Chapter 111. Meng Wantao: "???"......

    Entering the palace today, what I do is Gong Jue's carriage.

    The frame is large and luxurious, Meng Wantao looked around curiously after getting in the car.

    I don't know what kind of fur the seat cushion is, it's soft and thick, it feels very comfortable, and it's comfortable to sit on.

    She couldn't help but reach out and touch it a few more times.

    Gong Jue managed to suppress the urge to surf. Seeing Meng Wantao's actions, the corner of her mouth tickled: "Like it?"

    Meng Wantao nodded without raising her head: "Well, it's very soft."

    Gong Jue: " I'll give it to you when I come back later."

    "No," Meng Wantao raised her head and smiled at Gong Jue: "I just sighed, I didn't ask you for something, oh yes, why did you send me so much? How many people? I don't need so many people to serve."

    "There are too few people around you," Gong Jue glanced at her: "If it wasn't for the fear that you were not used to it, the number of people would be doubled."

    Meng Wan Tao: "..."

    Double? Thirty or forty people serve her?

    This is not necessary.

    But she didn't bother about this issue any more. The two of them were a little surprised at the concept, and there was no need to have this quarrel.

    "No need," but she still said: "So many people are enough, don't give it to me anymore, it will cost money to raise so many people."

    Gong Jue knew that she was saying this on purpose, not Really can't afford it.

    The corners of his mouth lifted lightly: "I'll keep it for you, you don't need to spend money."

    Meng Wantao: "...That won't work."

    She said without hesitation: "Since it's my person, it's natural for me to keep it, how can I let it be? If you come to raise it, won't you be yours?"

    Gong Jue glanced at her, and the corners of her eyes moved slightly.

    yours, mine?

    Need to be so clear?

    Seeing him staring at her, Meng Wantao tilted her head: "What?"

    Gong Jue's mouth pursed lightly: "It's okay, did you sleep well last night?"

    "Well," Meng Wantao nodded: "You ate breakfast. No?"

    Gong Jue: "..."

    Meng Wantao raised her eyebrows: "Didn't eat?"

    Gong Jue: "...Well."

    This time it wasn't intentional, it was because he didn't have time to eat.

    He flipped through those books all night, and only finished the book in his hand when he was facing the court, and he didn't even bother to eat breakfast.

    But you can't tell her that.

    "I've been busy for a while," he changed his words: "I didn't care."

    Meng Wantao frowned.

    "Otherwise," she said to Gong Jue after a while, "I'll have someone bring you breakfast in the morning. It's close anyway."