"Hehe, Xueman, then you have only one choice, that is to fall in love with me and stay with me." Mo Qihan chuckled, holding Ling Xueman's chin, and pecked on the red lips." Ok?"
"Keep a shit!" Ling Xueman hated the man's so confident and domineering words, and shouted in a low voice: "You can't protect me, I don't want to love you!"
"What?" Mo Qihan raised his eyebrows, tolerated his anger, and said softly: "Why am I incapable? If it weren't for me, you would have died early!"
Ling Xueman opened her mouth and wanted to explain, but she was speechless. Indeed, if it were not for this man, she would have been burned to death. Of course, he asked unwillingly: "Then you said that as long as I am in danger, you will come to rescue me? I fell into the lake today, where are you?"
"I'm..." Mo Qihan was about to blurt out the words, and stopped the end of the conversation abruptly. After a few seconds of pause, he softened his tone, "I'm watching you in secret, your every move, every smile is on me. In the eyes, if you fall into the water, the steward of the Four Royal Palace will naturally save it. It is not convenient for me to come forward. Can you understand? If I show up, won't the relationship between you and me be made known to the world?"
Ling Xueman was speechless again, turned over and lay down on the bed in annoyance, thinking silently, this man knew so well, it seemed that he had followed her all day, and the ghost was not going away! In this way, how can she fall in love with the second prince? But hey! What are you talking about? The second prince has a family, there is an emperor above, and this thief below, God, when she is dreaming!
Mo Qihan lay down side by side, stroked Ling Xueman's hair with one hand, rubbed it gently, and smiled lightly: "Xueman, you look beautiful today!"
"Really?" Ling Xue said dullly: "How beautiful is it? Is Chang'e beautiful with me?"
Mo Qihan couldn't laugh or cry, "Ahem, you girl really doesn't know how to be humble, this son has never seen Chang'e, so I can't compare it."
"Cut! Then you should have seen the Wutong girl with me? Who is more beautiful compared to the two of us?" Ling Xueman continued to lie on his stomach and asked casually.
Hearing this, Mo Qihan squinted his eyes, and his heart began to become irritable again. After a long silence, Ling Xueman couldn't hear the answer, so he turned his face, "Hey, are you asleep?"
"No." Mo Qihan said.
"Then why don't you answer me? Why, I'm afraid to say that Wutong is beautiful and hurt my heart? Hey, it doesn't matter, you can tell the truth, I am as beautiful as a fairy and it is useless. I am already a widow!" Ling Xueman sighed.
Hearing this, Mo Qi's eyes flashed a cold light, and his tone suddenly became gloomy, "What's wrong with the widow? Is it impossible to be lonely if you don't want to be a widow?"
"No! Oh, my uncle, don't you lose your temper at all times, okay?"
Ling Xueman got up dizzy and looked directly at Mo Qihan, staring without fear, "Who likes to be a widow? But if you really become a widow, that would be impossible, you might not be able to bear loneliness. Are you saying this to ironic my widow? What I sigh is that I became a widow inexplicably because I was completely unfamiliar with the four princes. Who wouldn’t feel wronged? If we are affectionate to each other and love each other deeply The other side, let alone being a widow, if he dies, I will die with him!"
After speaking without stopping, Ling Xueman felt short of breath, took a long sigh of relief, and said with one move, "The speech is finished! The princess is going to sleep, uncle, what do you think you want, if you worry about you I’m dead, no one is keeping a widow for you. Don’t be afraid. I’m already a widow. Keeping a widow for a man is a way to live, and keeping a widow for two people is still alive. Fortune-saving grace!"
After he finished speaking, Ling Xueman slumped on the bed, lay on the blanket and hugged the pillow and went to sleep without even taking off his coat.
Mo Qihan was stunned, and looked at Ling Xueman in a daze. He couldn't help comparing her with Wutong. In terms of temperament, Xueman was straightforward and cute, likable, and very straightforward in dealing with emotions. If you like it, you like it. If you don't like it, you don't. Like, don't pretend, don't hide, you can pull the tiger's beard when you are bold, and you can pretend to be a bear when you are courageous. She is indeed more fascinating than Wutong, and he is more reluctant to let go!
The little woman in front of him, can also be said to be a little girl, made him more and more concerned about her. What she said just now taught him surprise and comforted him, at least she is not as ruthless as a phoenix tree. The righteous woman, loves and hates herself when she has fucked her. While hating him, she is also grateful to him for saving her many times, so--
Mo Qihan raised a smile. He was sure and confident that she made her fall in love with him with all her heart, and become the woman who will sit with him in the Golden Temple in the future!
Looking at the woman who was sleeping indecently, Mo Qihan's body was slightly sideways, leaning on Ling Xueman's shoulder, and whispered: "Xue Man? Xue Man?"
"Huh? Uncle, take your time to think about the problem, don't care about me, I...I'm having a meeting with Zhou Pact." Ling Xueman muttered lazily with her eyes closed.
"Haha!" Mo Qihan chuckled, turning Ling Xueman's body over, facing him, squeezing her nose infinitely, and saying, "How impractical the He Zhou Pact would be, you now have Ready-made man, you can date me!"
"Dizzy, uncle, who wants to date you? Be passionate!" Ling Xueman raised her eyelids and muttered.
Mo Qihan was also dizzy. He picked up Ling Xueman and lifted the brocade and lay down, saying badly: "Call another uncle, you don't want to sleep this night, my son has energy to train you!"
"Uh...what do you mean?" Ling Xueman's reaction was slow, and asked idiotically.
"It's..." Mo Qihan evilly smiled, the male breath was vomited in Ling Xueman's ear, and Ling Xueman blushed instantaneously, and he beaten heavily, and said, "Don't you face!"
"Haha! Little thing, if a man has a face in this respect, this woman won't be able to give birth to a child!" Mo Qihan continued to smirk, and said: "Don't say, your little breasts have been touching for a long time. Still very sensible."
Ling Xueman became irritated, and kicked him. Mo Qihan had a pain in his leg. He turned up and gritted his teeth and said: "Girl, your courage is getting longer and longer. Even my husband, I dare to kick, I really think I will clean up. Can't you?"
"Hey, you are passionate! Dare to call yourself my husband, and you are not afraid that my husband's ghost will entangle you!" Ling Xueman pushed the man on him a few times, and he coldly snorted.
"Haha, this son is not afraid! He dare to come, this son will tell him, his princess I have taken, let him reincarnate when he should be reborn, don't worry about it!" Mo Qihan smiled happily, teasing.
Ling Xueman was speechless again, and strenuously stretched out his thumb and said: "Such a man who doesn't put ghosts in his eyes, awesome! Great!"
However, a devil's claw quietly climbed onto her chest. Before she could stop her, that hand got into her collar easily, and the words that made people vomit blood came from her ears, "Little thing, you You have to eat more. Even if you don’t have your body, you have to make up your breasts. Otherwise, if you lose your breasts, I want to ask you, my husband!"
Ling Xueman wanted to cry without tears, "God, save me, hurry up and take this evil thief!"
"Hahaha..." Mo Qihan's hearty and cheerful laughter echoed in the room for a long time.
"Sleepy, sleep." Ling Xueman waved his hand boredly and yawned, his eyes a little confused.
Mo Qihan showed his handsome face and chuckled: "Don't sleep first, I still have questions to ask you."
"Oh, why do you look like an annoying old woman? What are you talking about? Ask quickly." Ling Xueman became impatient and said angrily.
"Huh? Girl, your attitude is getting worse? Are you waiting for me to clean you up again?" Mo Qihan narrowed his eyes and said with a warning.
"Hey, joking, joking." Ling Xueman twitched her face, adhering to the principle of a good girl not to lose her mouth, and hurriedly changed to a flattering smile, "Sit, you ask, I must know everything. Endless!"
Mo Qihan couldn’t laugh or cry for Ling Xueman’s bear-like appearance. He finally didn’t lose his temper. He hugged Ling Xueman tighter and said, “I’m going to send someone to beat you with a delicate dagger tomorrow, so that you can use it to defend yourself. Yes, what pattern do you like?"
"Ah? Are you really going to give me a knife? No way, no way, if I accidentally kill someone, don't I want to be beheaded? I don't want it!" Ling Xueman shook her head in horror, even if she didn't beheaded, she didn't want to go to jail again. what!
"Then, are you sure you don't? I am not afraid that you will be guilty of murder, I am worried that you will accidentally hurt yourself!" Mo Qihan frowned and said worriedly.
"No, I found out that Chuntang actually knows martial arts yesterday. I'm not afraid if she followed me one day. Besides, aren't you following me all day?" Ling Xueman said with a curled mouth.
"All right, then forget it." Mo Qihan's thin lips pursed a smile, "That means you don't want to kill me anymore, right?"
Ling Xueman was startled at first, and reacted suddenly, her face darkened with anger, "Oh! So you are doing my word! Despicable!"
"Hahaha..."
A cheerful laughter sounded, Mo Qihan narrowed his eyes half-heartedly, sealed Ling Xueman’s lips with a kiss, and raged gently, before he said: "Both of them. I'm afraid you will be bullied by the bad guys, and I want to know you. Has the degree of hatred for me lessened."
Ling Xueman snorted and decided not to pay attention to this man full of conspiracies. He stretched out his legs and feet tiredly, and there was a slight noise from his feet. Ling Xueman remembered one thing suddenly, and his face was rather ugly. Asked: "Hey, did you get the gold chain on my foot?"
"Hmm. What's the matter?" Mo Qihan raised his eyebrows.
"Hmph, let me tell you, don't you want to exchange it for my nine thousand taels of silver bills, your gold chain is definitely not worth nine thousand taels!" Ling Xueman raised his ankle and became very dizzy. "You take it. Come down, return my silver!"
"Impossible!" Mo Qihan sullen his handsome face and said coldly: "I put it on you, it is your blessing, you don't know how to praise it! It is even more impossible for your silver to go back!"
"You...you bully! I don't know how to behave. You took my silver and tied a gold chain to my feet. How do you tell me to see people? What should I say when people ask?" Ling Xue was annoyed and wanted to cry again, but he forcibly snatched her ten thousand taels of cash, and only gave her one thousand taels.
Mo Qihan's face became even more serious, "Whatever you think, if you dare to take off the chain yourself, unless you really don't want to live! How can others ask? As long as you don't take off your shoes and socks, who can see what's on your feet? Golden chain? I wear it for you, but you are not allowed to provoke other men half-heartedly!"
After speaking, Mo Qi frowned, she was really a girl who didn't know how to raise her eyebrows! That was his mother and queen, three days before the wedding, specially used for him to give to the princess's bridal chamber gift, who knows...
Ling Xueman panted heavily, raised his hand aggrievedly to wipe the corners of his wet eyes, raised his head and glared at Mo Qihan, and finally gritted his teeth, tears fell a lot, "You...you, uncertain man! "
Mo Qihan lay flat and closed his eyes irritably.
Of course, he couldn't sleep peacefully, the crying gradually increased. His eardrum hurts because of the noise, and he turned his body helplessly, and softly coaxed, "Xueman, don't cry."
"I just want to cry, and I said that I'm afraid of bad guys bullying me, you yourself are the biggest bad guy!" Ling Xueman sobbed and roared angrily.
"Okay, I'm a bad guy, okay? Then can you stop crying?" Mo Qihan rarely gave up a good temper, and continued to accommodate.
"No!" Ling Xue roared back in anger.
Mo Qi was so angry that he gritted his teeth with a gloomy face and gritted his teeth: "My son hasn't coaxed a woman in a low voice, don't take yourself too seriously! If you cry again, I will take you directly to me. Lock up the den of thieves!"
The cry stopped!
Ling Xueman's mouth collapsed and collapsed, and finally did not dare to cry again and closed his eyes and went to sleep.