Xia Qianqian held the tea cup in her hand, thought for a while, and smiled: "I made his Xuan Ya Pavilion lose money, so naturally he came to me to tease me and hope that I could change my mind."

Ji Zimo picked up the teapot, poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, and whispered, "Will you ever change your mind?"

"Of course not!"

Xia Qianqian raised her eyebrows and said, "I said I won't paint for him. Naturally, I won't paint for you either. A man's words are hard to follow. And the same goes for my little girl."

She has a very good idea.

Ji Zimo's eyes fell on the oil paper package in the bamboo basket again, "Since you made him break the money, aren't you afraid of him poisoning the things he gave you?"

"No way!" Xia Qianqian said in surprise.

During the last heavy rainstorm, Hu Tang also gave her a lot of daily necessities.

If it was necessary to poison, it would have been done long ago, why wait until now.

"Why not?"

Ji Zimo's eyes turned cold, "You have only met Hu Tang a few times, do you know him well?"

Xia Qianqian was stunned, "We have met a few times. Although this person is glib, he is very enthusiastic."

She spoke seriously and her evaluation was very objective, "I met her on the street today and she gave me a honey cake. She is very popular with the girl."

"Bang!" Ji Zimo put the teacup in his hand on the small table, with a gloomy look on his face, "You quite like his way too."

"I am also a girl." Xia Qianqian didn't know why and said seriously: "Of course I like it."

Could it be that I would like a man like you who shows off to others all day long?

Good-looking is good-looking.

But if you look good, you can’t eat it.

"Hmph!" He snorted coldly from his nostrils and said coldly: "Superficial!"

"Why are you so superficial?"

Xia Qianqian raised her eyebrows and got into a fight with him today, "Any girl will naturally like someone who loves her very much. Is it possible that she would like someone who is cold and angry with her all day long?"

"You..." Ji Zimo's face turned completely gloomy.

Geng Zhong, who was on the carriage shaft, was too frightened to say anything.

Miss Xia.

My aunt, didn’t you see that His Highness was in a bad mood? Why did you provoke him?

"What's wrong with me?"

Xia Qianqian drank the tea in the cup in one gulp, "I like a young man like Hu Tang, why not?"

"A young master like that will definitely have three wives and four concubines in the future. You will be favored, but you will definitely not be the only one favored."

This sentence is interesting.

Xia Qianqian tilted her head and looked at the young man in front of her, her eyebrows arched, and she asked: "Is it possible that you will only marry one person in the future and treat her wholeheartedly?"

Ji Zimo: "..."

He frowned and remained silent.

"Really?"

"Really?"

She suddenly changed her tone and teased: "You don't have a maid or a concubine by your side. I always thought it was because of your health, so you..."

The rest of the words were not said, but they gave people more daydreams.

"Xia Qianqian!" Ji Zimo called her name, faintly hearing the sound of her back molars rubbing.

"Is it because I have been recuperating your body recently? Your mind is calm and your mind is at peace. You finally feel better."

She moved forward and sat cross-legged on his collapsed floor, her big eyes flashing, "Do you have someone you like?"

Her face is very close.

When he first met her, she pressed him to the ground, and he looked at her face so close.

At that time, her little face was yellow and black, and her pair of bright black eyes once shone with such concern.

At first, she mistakenly thought he was a lost boy who was about to jump off a cliff.

Today, her eyes are still shining with concern, but she is asking whether she has a sweetheart.

Ji Zimo's eyes wandered little by little on her face, but she didn't care, and her eyes lingered on his face even more unscrupulously.

"Tell me!" After waiting for a long time, but he didn't say anything, she pushed his knee and asked, "Do you have a sweetheart? Who is she?"

When asked this question, Xia Qianqian's heart felt inexplicably sour, as if she had eaten sour grapes.

Who knows that the appearance of the little puppy in front of me really depends on her aesthetics.

However, if he gets married, she can still be greedy for his looks.

"No one!"

He put his index finger on her forehead and slowly pushed her back, avoiding her gaze.

"Oh!"

Xia Qianqian touched her slightly sore forehead and said in disbelief, "Then what did you mention about marrying wives and concubines today? I thought you had something in mind."

"What about you?"

The person next to me suddenly asked dully: "Do you have someone you like?"

This guy, now imitating her, speaks more and more directly.

Smiling, Xia Qianqian held her chin, stared at his face, and said sweetly: "Of course I like you."

Ji Zimo's eyes flashed, and her expression became unnatural.

It seems that it is a little red.

Ancient people were just thin-skinned.

Xia Qianqian deliberately teased him, "Compared to Hu Tang, I think a person like you is more interesting."

"You can make green tea, and I like to drink green tea."

"You like some novelty things, and I am the best at tinkering with rare things."

"You are not feeling well. If I marry you, I will make your body as strong as an ox. Hehehe..."

These last few deliberately imitated laughter are so magical.

Ji Zimo's expression was almost unbearable, "It's too noisy!"

He scratched his pierced ears gracefully.

Xia Qianqian quickly swallowed the flattery.

It’s too difficult.

She almost couldn't make it up anymore.

She picked up the teapot, poured herself a cup of tea, and continued drinking.

And he took out a few oil paper bags from the hidden compartment on the side and pushed them to her.

Xia Qianqian turned her head, her eyes filled with doubts.

"Bring it back to you to eat!"

Xia Qianqian was delighted and opened the oil paper packages one by one.

Peach blossom cake, walnut cake, almond cake, peanut cake... the last one turned out to be honey cake.

Five large bags are enough for her to eat for a while.

"Thank you!"

Why is this person so boring?

A sudden surprise makes people's hearts feel like a roller coaster, rising and falling.

Three words.

So exciting.

Seeing her smile, his expression soothed, and there was an imperceptible doting in his eyes as he looked at her.

After a while, the Qingzhang carriage arrived at Xia's house.

Xia Qianqian jumped out of the car, turned around and lifted the curtains of the car, smiling happily: "Mr. Mo, I asked you to worry about it. I'm going back, so be careful on the road."

She picked up her backpack and entered the house happily.

Ji Zimo raised the car curtain and looked at it for a while, then his eyes fell on the house next to Xia's house and said in a deep voice: "I have been taking the time to clean up the house recently. We will move here within five days at the latest."

"Your Highness..."

Geng Zhong was a little confused, "If you still have doubts, why don't we also compare the fingerprints of Xia Qianqian and the Jade-faced Immortal?"

Ji Zimo looked at the teacup that the girl had just used on the small table.

That tea cup must be covered with her fingerprints. As long as you collect some, you can show up immediately if you agree.

After watching quietly for a while, he said in a deep voice: "For her, there is no need."

Xia Qianqian went back to the house, took out the oil paper bags in her backpack one by one, placed them on the table, and searched for them, but she couldn't find the bag that Hu Tang gave her.
Chapter completed!