She really took a piece of the pastry, her little mouth moved to Zhao Changhe's lips.
Zhao Changhe bit the other end, and the couple shared it tenderly and affectionately.
The sound of "crack" kept ringing, and several pairs of chopsticks from the Tang family were broken in pain.
Huangfu Qing couldn't bear it anymore: "In broad daylight, in front of everyone, you are also the distinguished Chief Historian of the Prime Minister's Mansion, have you no shame?"
Bao Qin looked at Huangfu Qing curiously: "I am the Chief Historian of the Prime Minister's Mansion, an official of the Imperial Court, only subject to the Prime Minister's command, under no harem jurisdiction."
Huangfu Qing was furious: "Is it that I can't manage the Great Han's officials anymore?"
Bao Qin answered leisurely: "The Empress Dowager just needs to manage the grannies in her own palace."
San Niang: "?"
Who are you calling a granny?
