My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 3: Five hundred and eighty-third

The old man sighed and sighed, as if thinking of some dead companions, his eyes looked a little sad.

Thinking that the old owner of the Dayuan merchant ship also died in this unwarranted disaster.

The old man sighed involuntarily and turned to look at the girl wrapped in the blanket.

"Ms. Fang, change mourning and change."

"Yes, girl Fang, you can't come back from death, don't be too sad." The little woman also muttered, then looked at the blanket-wrapped girl and said, "Girl Fang, now The weather has also turned cold, and you have been so wet so that people feel uncomfortable. May I take you over to change your clothes?"

Ms. Fang, sister and brother, are just like them, they are ordinary people, and they don't have their own inner boundaries.

This blanket is still a male monk next to Miss Duo. Seeing that her whole body is wet and the curves are not very beautiful, she kindly borrowed her blanket to wrap herself.

Ms. Fang held her brother's little hand tightly and heard the boy sneeze twice, her eyes lightened slightly, and she nodded to the woman, "Lao Yang Sister-in-law."

Sister Yang smiled, turned around and said a few words with a fellow on the boat, and asked him to lead the way, and accompanied Miss Fang to change clothes.

Qiao Mu glanced at them and said, "I'm sleepy."

At this time, she wants to restore her consciousness as soon as possible. After taking some pills, sleeping or meditating is the best way to digest.

Master Qin smiled at her, "Okay, then you can rest first. I will arrange these people."

Qiao Mu ignored him and murmured in his heart: He doesn't arrange these people, do you want her to arrange it?

The little guy is habitually acting as a hand-scraper, going back to the room to rest on his own, regardless of where the people outside are arranged by Master Qin.

When I finished serving Zhenhu Dan, I meditated for a while, and when I opened my eyes, the morning had passed.

It's a pleasant lunch time again. Although the face is paralyzed and the mouth is not talking, his feet have already involuntarily walked to the deck.

All the princes of Qin Mansion, after having been in contact for so long, they all know the strange habit of this little facial paralysis.

Anyway, don’t care what to say, three meals a day, every time the meal arrives, the little guy will appear on the deck without any movement...

As Xiaomian paralyzed and walked onto the deck, he raised his hand and stroked his lower abdomen, and said in his heart: Mother is eating, baby, you can absorb it well.

As soon as she walked to the deck~IndoMTL.com~, she heard a voice resounding, "How can we arrange for the girl to live with Sister Yang?"

"The little boy can't live with those guys either. At least one room should be arranged for both of them."

The Lingge who was talking with him couldn’t help but smiled, and immediately became impolite, “We’re not an inn here, and we don’t charge you any money now. There are only two rooms, one for men, one for women, you If you feel this is not possible, just disembark by yourself."

These people are also ridiculous, there are so many things.

When they boarded the boat, they treated them as someone who had no other intentions. At first, the girl refused to change clothes with the next person. Later, she was too wet to take it, so she went with the little woman Yang Dasao to change clothes. Wear clean clothes.

When I changed clothes, my face was very ugly, with an expression disgusting with the roughness of the clothes.

Now that they have a place to rest, things are coming again!

It's true that the whole world is their parents, you have been salvaged, and you don't know how to stop.