Yan Heng was helpless.


    Compared with his kiss, this big chicken leg seems to save her at the moment.


    He''s almost jealous of this chicken leg.


    ……


    Soon, Xiang Xing chewed the roast chicken leg clean.


    Still meaning more than enough to instigate the bones and fingers.


    "Not full?"


    Looking at her unwilling to let go of the last smell on the chicken bones, the man couldn''t help laughing and rubbing his soft little head with his hand.


    "I haven''t eaten all night. Of course I''m not full..."


    The little guy reluctantly put down the chicken bone, his small mouth slightly shriveled and sighed faintly.


    But he smiled again, leaned back and leaned back into his warm arms.


    The soft eyes were bright, looking forward to blinking at the man, "do you want to continue to invite me to eat?"


    "It''s all curfew. I just want to invite you. No restaurant is still open, isn''t it?"


    Yan Heng raised his hand with a smile and pinched the soft ball face with excellent hand feeling.


    Suddenly, he pretended to be helpless and imitated her appearance, sighing faintly, "Alas... It''s a pity that the general ''is still in Northern Xinjiang'', and he can''t invite people from National Normal University to come to my general''s house and taste my cooking..."


    "... cut, it''s clear that you''re lazy."


    Xiang Xing turned his eyes and shouted angrily, "grandpa has a pot and a stove, and I haven''t seen you cook..."


    "Why do you call grandpa?"


    Listening to the address of the old man who jumped out of the little guy''s mouth, the man couldn''t help feeling a little dissatisfied.


    He pursed his thin lips lightly, and suddenly dropped his deep ink eyes, with a deep color at the bottom of his eyes.


    With a hoarse voice and a tighter arm bend, "before long, you should call me Grandpa, don''t you know?"


    "Well?"


    Xiang Xing frowned vaguely.


    Yan Heng smiled low and gently buried his head in the nest of her neck and rubbed it several times.


    Then he pressed to the soft ear, and his voice was so low that only breath was left, overturning.


    "Because the emperor has promised to marry you and me. The time... Is set on the 15th of the first month of next year."


    “……”


    Hearing the speech, the little guy was stunned.


    Two groups of shy pink halos sprang up on both cheeks, coughed uncontrollably, and the water like eyes twinkled slightly, "you, do you remember..."


    The playful palm reading was clearly just what she said casually.


    Thinking, Xiang Xing suddenly had some little regrets.


    "... if I had known, I would have said the day earlier!"


    She couldn''t help muttering in a small voice.


    Although the words were as fine as mosquitoes and ants, they were still heard by the man beside his ears.


    The strong and warm arms were slightly stiff.


    "Maybe... I may not be able to come back that day."


    He smiled low, his ink eyes shook slightly, and suddenly darkened for a few minutes.


    "Xiujinxu will become angry because of our actions and speed up his plot; and the strength of these guards in my hands is not as strong as the brothers still in Northern Xinjiang..."


    After that, Yan Heng was silent for a long time.


    Suddenly he took a deep breath.


    Relax the little man in your arms, pull her right and look at yourself.


    He looked serious, and with a faint sense of intolerance, he said, "if I can''t come back..."


    "Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah.


    Xiang Xing panicked and quickly interrupted his next words. He quickly stretched out his small hand and covered his mouth.