Mo Hanqing frowned and opened his eyes suddenly.
The carriage was still quiet. Twelve sat opposite him with his head lowered, not knowing what he was thinking.
Mo Hanqing turned around and glanced outside the car window. The curtains blocked the morning sun, leaving a shade in the car.
He didn't know why, but he felt inexplicably agitated.
When I closed my eyes again, the light pink figure still lingered in front of my eyes.
She fell from the tree and hit him, staring straight at him with a pair of moist eyes.
She threatened him with the little green snake that came out of her sleeve and asked him to call her master.
She grabbed his wrist and dragged him to take a shower without any explanation, and even... took off his clothes...
Mo Hanqing was startled and opened her eyes again. A light blush appeared on her fair cheeks.
"twelve."
After a moment of silence, he shouted in a low voice.
"My subordinate is here." Twelve quickly raised his head to look at him and responded respectfully.
"Go, pick up that lock jade for me." Mo Hanqing looked a little uncomfortable, and he ordered him coldly.
"Ah?" Twelve was stunned for a moment, looking at him with doubts in his eyes.
"Go." Mo Hanqing glared at him, and then closed his eyes again. The blush on his cheeks became more and more obvious.
"Yes." Twelve quickly stood up and got out of the car curtain. He ignored the doubtful eyes of Leng Liu who was driving and flew straight towards the back of the carriage.
After a while.
Twelve held the piece of mutton-fat white jade in his hand and got back out of the car curtain.
He knelt on one knee in front of Mo Hanqing, raised the mutton-fat white jade longevity lock in front of him, and said in a respectful voice: "Master, I have picked it up."
"Yes." Mo Hanqing lowered his head, his deep eyes lowered slightly, looking at the longevity lock jade in his hand, and gently picked it up with his fingers.
The jade lock had a cool feeling in his hand, and for some reason, it made the irritability in his heart slowly dissipate.
"Master..." Twelve stood up, returned to his seat and sat down. He looked at Mo Hanqing in front of him with a complicated expression. As soon as he opened his mouth, before he could continue speaking, he was glared at by Mo Hanqing. One glance.
"It is impolite to throw away things given by others." Mo Hanqing held the jade lock in his hand, looked at Twelve expressionlessly, and said in a cold voice, "This king... is that kind of person who doesn't understand? A man of etiquette.”
"Uh... yes... Young Master is absolutely right." Twelve nodded repeatedly and turned his head, not daring to look at Mo Hanqing's face.
I don’t know who it is, but he made someone beat up a five-year-old girl as soon as they met...
Is this kind of thing a sign of etiquette...
Of course, Twelve only dared to say these words silently in his heart, but he did not dare to say them to Mo Hanqing at all.
The morning sun gradually got higher and higher, and the gorgeous carriage glowed slightly under the bright light.
The spring breeze blew by, bursts of fragrance of trees and sweet flowers floated by, and scattered petals swirled and fell in the air.
Mo Hanqing's fair and slender fingers clenched the mutton-fat white jade in her hand. She was silent for a long time, and then slowly put the piece of white jade on her neck.