Chapter 4442： This little concubine is so arrogant (81)

Chapter 4442 This little concubine is so arrogant (81)

The woman across from her was so angry that she covered her mouth and ran away crying.

Because she knew that with her family background, Ye Shaoxuan couldn't be helped.

She regrets a little bit. Just now she talked nonsense in order to please Huangfu Youlan. Now that it’s like this, even dad won’t help her, but will scold her instead.

Huangfu Youlan hesitated for a moment, and followed out.

She didn't want to comfort her playmate, but she really had no face to stay here.

The little farce just now was seen by many people, but no one cares about it.

One is that they have some understanding of Ye Shaoxuan’s temperament, the young master of Flying Eagle Castle.

Secondly, they also felt that the women in Huangfu Youlan were too ignorant just now to judge the situation, and they were too petty.

Even if Ye Shaoxuan feeds his concubine to eat under the public, it is a bit unreasonable, but it is not his turn for a few girls to ridicule and ridicule, right?

Ye Zhongli, who was sitting in the upper seat, was so angry that he wanted to lift the table, and his gaze at Su Qiao was also a bit disgusting.

Sure enough, the things that can’t be used on the table are the things that can’t be used on the table, and they do such things with men on such occasions.

What about other people, it is not in the scope of Ye Shaoxuan's concern.

He quickly threw away the chicken neck, specially selected the best piece of meat and handed it to Su Qiao's mouth: "Eat this piece, this piece has no bones."

Su Qiao took a look.

There are not many bones, but there is a big piece of chicken skin on this piece, which looks greasy and greasy.

"It's too oily, I won't eat it."

Ye Shaoxuan frowned.

Don’t eat this, and don’t eat that. Why is the mouth so picky?

It’s too difficult to feed.

Although he disliked it in his heart, he did not stop picking up the dishes, and began to search carefully for the dishes on the table, figuring out which ones the women liked, which suit her appetite better.

"Even if you have no appetite, you have to eat as much as you want. You are so thin, how can you give birth to me in the future?"

Su Qiao gave him a white look: "Who said that he would have a baby for you?"

The character hasn't been written yet, but he thought of going ahead.

was looking at the dishes on the table, wondering which one tasted better, Ye Shaoxuan was immediately annoyed when he heard this, “I don’t want to give birth to me, then who do you want to give birth to?”

"Why do I have to give birth? Is it possible that the role of a woman is only to give birth?"

It’s strange that these men are all the same species, and no one is more noble than others, who stipulates that women must have children? "Who stipulated that this child must be born by a woman?"

Technology has reached a certain level, can children not also come out of men’s stomachs?

Ye Shaoxuan stared at her curiously for a long time.

It was said that this little woman’s brain was different from other people, and her temperament and thoughts were much stranger than him. Du Heng still didn't believe it.

"Do you hate children?"

Before Su Qiao could reply, he said very neatly: "It just so happens that I hate it, so we don't want children, it's better for the two of us. That's the decision."

Su Qiao's thinking remained in the words he had just said, and he involuntarily bit in his mouth and chewed.

Why does he hate it?

Is it because his mother died when she gave birth to him?

Watching her eat the tofu **** into her mouth, her cheeks bulged, so cute.

Ye Shaoxuan was inexplicably cheerful, picked up another one and handed it to her mouth.

He found that the feeling of feeding her was very good, and it made him feel very comfortable and satisfied.

Su Qiao stared at the tofu balls, a little resisted, “Stop feeding, I really don’t want to eat it, forget it, tell you the truth, I have no taste.”

"What?" Ye Shaoxuan thought that he had heard it wrong or understood it wrongly, and the **** fell off the table.

Su Qiao put down the tea cup in his hand and said faintly: "Even if the delicacy of the mountains and the sea, no matter how delicious it is in my mouth, it will be like chewing cotton. It is indifferent and tasteless. I can't feel any taste."

(End of this chapter)