C262 Give me a kiss okay?

Everyday, he would mingle with his little daughter-in-law, stroking his head, holding hands, teasing, feeling happy to see anything. He ate as if everything was good, and when he opened his eyes, he wanted to laugh.

His relationship with Bai Qianfan was the same as it was in the past, he did not retreat, nor did he advance. The little girl was close to him, but if she did anything abnormal, she would immediately open up a distance. However, she accepted all of his expressions of concern with absolute ease. Sometimes, even thinking about it made her feel that it was laughable. How was he getting married? He was clearly taking her as his daughter, but he was also willing to take her as his daughter.

Now that he didn't want to force her to write, the conflict between the two of them had disappeared. The little girl saw that he was always smiling, so when she got off her horse and came back, she heard her drawl, "Prince is back."

He raised his head and saw that Bai Qianfan had pulled him out by the sleeve with a gust of wind, and said while grinning, "My ears sound like the prince has returned. I made a bet with big sister Lv He, that she lost to me as a boss."

"Is it fun? This is a bet too, a good maidservant didn't have a fault with you. " He lovingly held her hand and couldn't help but frown. "Why is it so cold? It's cold, wear more. It hurt your chills."

"It's fine. I, Tian Tian, am practicing. My body is still healthy."

Morong Gan found it funny, but even though her flowery fists and legs were lacking in terms of appearance, he could still be considered strong and healthy, which was why she looked different from the other girls.

Just as the two of them reached their carrying pillars, they heard Lv He shout in surprise: It's opened, it's finally opened, it's so beautiful!

Bai Qianfan loved to join in the fun, so she immediately flung Morong Gan's hand and ran over. Morong Gan instinctively grabbed onto the air, and with a helpless smile, he quickened his pace to catch up.

Lv He was talking about a pot of green chrysanthemum in front of his door. It was an extremely expensive and difficult type, but the gardener had been waiting carefully for it for three years, and only beat it up this year.

A chrysanthemum the size of a bowl blossoms in the wind, green color, simple and elegant clean, hanging down a small piece of silk, just like a graceful and colorful beauty.

Bai Qianfan liked flowers. Squatting on the ground, she propped up her cheeks and stared intently as she muttered: "So beautiful."

Hao Pingguan said from the side, "Your Highness, it's already cold, let's move inside, there's no need to freeze anymore." Green chrysanthemums are expensive, unlike other chrysanthemums which are resistant to the cold. At this time of the year, we have to move this pot of chrysanthemum into our eardrum and wait until spring before it comes out.

Morong Gan acknowledged and said, "Then let's move."

Hao Pingguan then ordered a servant to move the flowers, and two servants to carry the flower pots to their ears. Morong Gan said, "Move the flower pots to the right wing."

The room in the front was his, and normally, there weren't many flowers or grass in the room. However, since the prince had ordered it, the attendant would naturally follow his instructions.

Once the flowers were blossomed into the house, Bai Qianfan was elated to follow them. She found what she thought was the best place to get a servant to set the flowers. Princess Hua-Yang's words were like a prince's words. The manservant quickly arranged the flower pot and even adjusted the angle so that Princess Hua-Yang could view it.

The fragrance of the chrysanthemum was faint, and was not felt much from the outside. However, once they entered the room, the scope of the fragrance became small, and a refreshing and refreshing fragrance began to pervade the air. Bai Qianfan went closer to smell it, the tip of her nose touching the stamen of the flower, and lifted her head.

Morong Gan pulled her up, and used his hands to lightly rub away the powder, "Look at you, you should at least not be allergic to the pollen, otherwise you will get a rash."

Bai Qianfan laughed tenderly, "It's fine if you're allergic. There's still a prince."

Morong Gan laughed, "I'm not a doctor."

"You're better than a doctor."

Morong Gan asked curiously: "What does that mean?"

Bai Qianfan laughed slyly, "As long as you are here, I won't dare to get close to any lesions."

Only then did Morong Gan realize that she was laughing at him, that he was giving off a sinister aura, that not only were demons and ghosts unable to get close to him, even their lesions would be left far away.

He made a sound and raised his hand to scratch her. "Good, you dare to make your husband sound like this!"

Bai Qianfan giggled as she ran, but how could she outrun Morong Gan? She immediately grabbed him and rubbed him in her arms, causing him to feel itchy, and laughed until tears were flowing down his face. He begged for mercy, "Your highness, please spare me, I don't dare anymore, I won't dare next time, good prince, spare me …."

His jet-black eyes were overflowing with light. Morong Gan then swallowed his saliva, as if a small hand was scratching at his heart, itching to do so. He repeated the words once, then lowered his voice and said, "Give me a kiss, okay?"

Bai Qianfan widened her eyes in shock, and pushed him away fiercely: "That's not possible, I'm a big girl, how can you kiss me?"

Prince Chu was enraged: "What big miss? You already married me three hundred years ago, you're my wife. Isn't it natural for a man to kiss his own wife?"

When he was angry, Bai Qianfan was scared and wanted to escape. Morong Gan was already on his guard and in a flash, he blocked the door. He grunted, "Even if you don't agree today, you still have to." He was already tired of playing cat and mouse at critical moments.

This move of his was really pretty, Bai Qianfan asked in astonishment: "Your Highness, what martial arts are you using? Teach me too. "

Morong Gan was simply about to faint from her anger. He raised his chin and said, "Stop interrupting, come here!"

Bai Qianfan lingered on, but she felt that giving Prince Chu a kiss was nothing much. She was his wife, his wife, and her husband's own wife.

She walked a few steps and then stopped. She felt that Prince Chu's gaze was too terrifying, like a ferocious lion looking at a small prey that was about to reach her mouth. How was that kissing her?

She hugged her shoulders while trembling. "Prince, you said … no, no, that kind of thing."

Morong Gan was not in a good mood, "It's just a kiss, it's not anything much, is there a need to be afraid of something like this?"

He said this out loud, but the intention was clear in his eyes. It was just like two small flames, burning brightly and faintly, filled with something she couldn't understand but she was a bit nervous.

She tried to compromise. "Prince, why don't I kiss you."

Morong Gan was already getting impatient from waiting. It was fine even if he thought about it, it was still fine if he kissed his.

"You're too tall. Bend down." Bai Qianfan walked up and waved him over.

Morong Gan bent down and pressed her face close to his. She pecked at his face like a chicken pecking rice, then quickly ran away.

Morong Gan covered his face, where the wet mark had been pecked out by her.