Mo Shuang's heart trembled, and she secretly cursed herself for being a bitch. She was silent for a few seconds, turned over to meet his gaze, and curled her lips into a smile, "Isn't it just me singing? Can the prince use me as a chess piece smoothly?"
He was startled, as if he didn't expect that she would say this. After a moment, he took away the hand supporting his chin, lay back, and sighed with a faint smile, "Chess piece? How can there be such a lucky chess piece?"
His voice was very soft, as if he was talking to her, but also as if he was just talking to himself.
Mo Shuang trembled slightly and didn't hear clearly.
But that sentence really fell on her heart.
Yes, how could a chess piece be as lucky as her
Being pampered and loved by the master can make the master risk his life to save him.
She is not his pawn, so who is she
It was him who pushed her to the forefront of the storm, and he was also the one who used his body to block the gun and sword for her.
In his heart, what does he think of her
Thinking of these, she just felt a dull, congested, and indescribably uncomfortable feeling in her heart.
Suddenly, a strong burning smell came over.
"What does it smell like?" Leng Qisu sniffed.
"It's over!" Mo Shuang yelled, turned over and sat up, and quickly got out of bed, but when she lowered her head and saw that she was naked, she said "ah" again, ran back to the bed, got under the quilt, and stared at him, "Where are my clothes?"
Looking at her, Leng Qisu was angry and funny. He raised his eyebrows in interest, "It seems to be in the kitchen."
She remembered, wasn't it in the kitchen? The two of them looked so passionate and careless just now, weren't they in the kitchen
Blushing, she looked at him angrily, "My lord, go get it for me!"
"I'm not wearing anything either!" He smiled charmingly, with an innocent look on his face.
"But, you are a man!"
Seeing that he opened his mouth and continued to tease her, she quickly stretched out her hand to push him, "Hurry, Your Majesty, there's a fire in the kitchen!"
It was only when she smelled the burnt smell that she remembered that there was rice cooking in the pot, and the stove was full of thick wood. It had been so long, so the rice soup had already boiled, and the rice in the pot was probably already boiling. Burnt to charcoal
When Leng Qisu heard that he was about to get angry, his eyebrows moved. He realized that the matter seemed serious, so he stood up slowly and picked up a set of clothes for her from her cabinet.
The moment he closed the cabinet door and turned around, he saw a light green skirt on the corner of the cabinet from the corner of his eye.
The feeling of déjà vu flashed past.
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There was a mess around the stove. Mo Shuang frowned, ran over, opened the lid of the pot, and found that there was no white rice in the pot, only darkness.
She wanted to cry but had no tears.
Beside the wall, their clothes were in a mess. The scene by the wall just now flashed in front of her eyes. She blushed and gritted her teeth. They were all that man!
This time he has to work together!
So, for this joy, the two paid a heavy price.
Not only were their lunches gone, they also had to go hungry and clean and scrape the bottom of pots.
As a result, the bottom of the pot couldn't be scraped off, so the two of them had to go to the street to buy a pot. They also went to a restaurant to have lunch and dinner together. When they came back, it was already nightfall and the lights were on.
As soon as the two of them walked into the courtyard, they saw a white dove flying in, circling around the two of them twice, and landed gently on Leng Qisu's shoulder, flapping its wings.
Leng Qisu's eyes flashed slightly, he grabbed the pigeon, took a small piece of paper from the pigeon's feet, and looked up at Mo Shuang.
"Tch!" Mo Shuang looked at him sideways, muttered, then turned around and entered the house.
I don’t want her to know, she doesn’t want to know yet!
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I wonder if it was because they had a fierce battle during the day and cleaned the kitchen for a long time. They were too tired, so the two of them took a shower and went to bed very early.
Regarding the matter of Bai Ge's message, the two of them seemed to have reached some kind of tacit agreement. He didn't tell her, and she didn't ask.
For the first time, the two of them did not fall asleep, but neither said a word.
For the first time, the two did not embrace each other, but turned their backs.
Mo Shuang was lying face inside, eyes open, motionless. She was actually very tired, but couldn't fall asleep. She knew that the man behind her was not asleep either.
Although she didn't know what news the pigeon brought or what happened, she knew that this man was leaving.
What about her? Go back with him
There are no fairy tales in love. The prince and the princess finally lived happily together. That is because the prince was a prince who had no ambitions and gave up his family, country and world, and the princess was a princess who had no ties and no weaknesses.
He is not, he has his things that he cannot let go of, he has his plans, not to mention, he also has a woman who lives at the top of his heart.
Neither is she. She has an identity that cannot be seen in the light. She also has her brother Yi. Even if brother Yi accepts her abandonment, he will never tolerate her betrayal.
They are destined not to be together.
She didn't know how long she thought about it in a hazy state before she fell asleep lightly, hugging the thin quilt.
Dimly, it seemed like someone was kissing her hair and murmuring vaguely.
She didn't open her eyes and listened quietly, but she couldn't hear clearly.
(End of chapter)