Sheng Qianmo was still writing with a brush in his hand. When he looked up, he saw Shu Nuan coming in with a plate of grapes. He couldn't help but slightly curled his lips, obviously feeling helpless towards this snack foodie.
However, Shu Nuan was still very serious when reading and taking notes, but every now and then he would peel a grape and put it in his little mouth.
After Sheng Qianmo looked at it for a long time, he couldn't concentrate on dealing with government affairs anymore. He simply put down the paperwork in his hand and asked her, "How do you know you can eat by yourself?"
Hearing this, Shu Nuan raised her head from the book and looked at him. She pursed her lips and said with a bit of a stubborn temper. Her voice was obviously soft, but it was a bit stubborn: "I won't give it to the prince."
Sheng Qianmo raised his eyebrows, "When did Nuannuan become so stingy?"
Shu Nuan blushed and refused to pay attention to him. She lowered her head and continued to eat her grapes with her mouth slightly open.
Sheng Qianmo didn't know what the little girl was thinking. She bulged her mouth and ate the grapes one by one, looking a little depressed.
"It's my fault. I won't bully you on the street from now on, okay?" Sheng Qianmo sighed, and finally admitted his mistake to the little girl.
How could Shu Nuan not know how ridiculous it was to ask Sheng Qianmo to admit his mistake to others, let alone to a little girl like her? So her first reaction was to be stunned, with a grape in her mouth. , raised her head and looked at Sheng Qianmo blankly, wanting to say something, but her mouth was slurred and she couldn't speak. She took the grapes out of her mouth again, looked at Sheng Qianmo with reddish cheeks, bit her lip, Holding back the shame in his heart, he spoke out: "Your Majesty, don't pinch your butt so much anymore, okay..."
However, Sheng Qianmo watched her white and delicate little fingers take out a grape from her moist mouth. The grape was stained with her saliva and was shiny, and Shu Nuan also said such words from her small mouth... Sheng Qian Mo clenched his throat, suppressing the surge of lust in his heart, and smiled like a spring breeze. The well-dressed man spoke gently, but what he said was very shameless: "No, Nuan Nuan is too hot there." Soft, I like it very much.”
Shu Nuan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he stood up suddenly. He didn't even have time to pack his books, and ran out with a blushing face.
Sheng Qianmo knew that Shu Nuan was thin-skinned, but he didn't expect that she would be scared away by him like this. For a moment, he regretted that he had frightened her with his unobtrusive words. He sighed softly and helped the little girl put away her books. He put it back in his book bag, then got up and went back to the dormitory.
When he returned to the palace, he found that Shu Nuan did not stay on his bed, but was lying on the couch outside the screen, covered with a quilt, without moving.
When Sheng Qianmo walked over, he saw a few white and tender little fingers protruding from the quilt, grasping the corners of the quilt. He stretched out his hand to pull off the quilt, but the little guy still clenched the corners of the quilt to prevent him from pulling it off.
Sheng Qianmo couldn't laugh or cry, "Are you angry again?"
A little girl's muffled voice came out from under the quilt: "The prince knows how to bully Shu Nuan..."
"No more bullying."
"Liar..."
Sheng Qianmo stopped coaxing her, and stretched out his hand to pull off the quilt with a little force. Shu Nuan lay on the couch, looking at him with watery eyes, and her eyelids were a little red. Sheng Qianmo reached out and hugged her. He stood up and sat on his lap, stretched out his hand to wipe her tears, and coaxed helplessly: "Why are you crying more and more?"