The emperor's teacher (30)_1

The young girl's steps paused, and with her head lowered, she moved step by step in front of the Emperor.

The little girl smiled ingratiatingly. Imperial father, what did you call me for? "

Jiaojiao's voice was soft and coquettish.

The corners of the emperor's eyes twitched, and he felt goosebumps all over his body.

What kind of tone was this wretched girl using?

He blew at his beard and glared at her. you better be normal!

"Go and sit over there. Since you're here, I have something to tell you."

The Emperor stretched out his finger and pointed at the chair opposite Chen Qingyu.

“..”Chu yanhuan sat there obediently with her legs together, looking as obedient as she could be.

Shen Qingyu was sitting opposite her.

The young girl felt a rare sense of embarrassment. She lowered her beautiful big eyes and did not look at the person opposite her.

F * ck, what is this!