As soon as Jun Mojue entered the door, he saw the cat's face wrinkled with a smile, like a lazy cat that had stolen fish. It kept splashing in the water with a pair of little feet, giggling happily, while Jun Moli squatted
On the ground, she was holding her rebellious little feet.
As soon as he came in, the two stopped playing around.
As soon as Jun Mojue walked in, his heart skipped a beat. How could a girl's little feet be shown to others casually? Moreover, according to Jun Moli's arrogant character, how could he wash others' feet...
Although his face looked angry, there was a smile in his eyes.
"Fourth brother, what are you doing here?"
"Wow...Jun Mojue, did you dig out the bird's nest?"
When the two of them noticed Jun Mo Jue coming in, they immediately shouted together.
I saw Jun Mojue who came in with patches of white and black on his face, his clothes were dirty, his hair was a little scattered, and he was holding a bowl with unknown contents in his hand. It was really a mess.
He looked like he had been robbed.
Jun Mojue's face twitched unconsciously when the two yelled at him, and a strange blush appeared on his face.
"Miss, Prince Chen went to make brown sugar water for you. He didn't let us make it and insisted on making it himself...!"
"Die Yi...!"
When Die Yi saw Jun Mo Jue pursed his lips and said nothing, Die Yi hurriedly spoke. Before he finished speaking, Mei Jun Mo Jue stopped him. The look on his face was extremely awkward, and he didn't even dare to look at Mao.
The children looked at each other, took the porcelain bowl in their hands and put it on the bedside table, "Drink!"
Bad attitude, vulgar tone, and awkward expression.
Mao'er opened her mouth wide and took the porcelain bowl from Jun Mojue's hand, and asked in disbelief, "You...you...you went to make brown sugar water for me?"
Mao'er's strange tone made Jun Mojue's expression even more awkward. He glared at Mao'er fiercely, "Do you want to drink it? If not, I'll take it and throw it away!"
With that said, he went to grab the porcelain bowl from Mao'er's hand. Mao'er quickly hid and said with a smile, "No, no, no, your Lord Chen boiled this himself, even if it's poison, I'll drink it too!"
Mao'er joked with a smile, and the look on Jun Mo Jue's face became even more awkward.
The cat was holding the bowl of red potion in his hand, shaking slightly for a long time without daring to put it in his mouth. What is the black stuff floating on it?
Mao'er swallowed a big mouthful of saliva. The corners of Mao'er's mouth twitched. He didn't dare to swallow it for a long time. Jun Mo Jue did the same. Why did he put aside his wealth to make brown sugar water for her to drink? This man still has such a tender side.
Ah, if she didn't drink this, it might have damaged Jun Mo Jue's self-esteem. If she drank this, her life would be in danger...
Hesitate, hesitate...
"Fourth brother, can you drink your food? I think it's all muddy?"
Jun Moli stood aside and watched the cat not enter his mouth for a long time, and couldn't help but said aloud.
Jun Mo Jue glanced at Jun Mo Li, stepped forward and snatched the brown sugar water from Mao'er's hand, poured it into his mouth without saying a word, took two sips, "It's okay, the poison can't kill anyone."
, it’s just a little sweet.”
Jun Mojue's expression was very innocent, and his eyes were still full of expectation. He hoped that the cat would drink it. This was his intention.
How could the cat not see it? He just felt that a corner in his heart felt soft, and he drank from the porcelain bowl...
So fucking sweet…
Suddenly, the look on Jun Mojue's face became triumphant and extremely proud, as if he had won a battle.
"How's it going? Does it taste good?"
Jun Mojue moved forward and asked happily.
Mao'er had a hard time swallowing, it tasted so sweet in her mouth, but looking at Jun Mo Jue's appearance, she was embarrassed to say anything. After all, no one had boiled brown sugar water for her since she was a child, so she felt a little warm in her heart.
…
There was some silence in the room for a while. After the cat finished drinking the brown sugar water, the cat leaned on the bed and squinted at Jun Mo Jue and Jun Mo Li. The two guys didn't know whether they had discussed it or not, but they actually wanted to leave at all.
It doesn't mean anything, just sit calmly.
Jun Mojue's eyes flickered, as if he had something to say to her.
After waiting for a long time, he heard Jun Mo Jue whisper, "Xia Qingcheng, let's get married!"
After Jun Mo Jue's words fell, Mao'er was stunned for a long time, and Jun Moli was also stunned for a long time. When he was by the river before, Jun Mo Jue also shouted such a sentence in anger, and now in this quiet Yaju
, said this again.
Mao'er could see Jun Mojue's seriousness from his eyes.
After hearing Jun Mojue's words, Jun Moli felt a little nervous. He didn't know why all the nerves in his body were tense. He just wanted to know an answer. He could see that the fourth brother really wanted to marry Xia Qingcheng as his concubine.
.
What should he do?
Realizing this, Jun Moling was agitated. Oh my god, he really fell in love with Xia Qingcheng! When did this happen? Oh my God, what can I do?
He couldn't help but look at Mao'er with his eyes fixedly. How should Xia Qingcheng answer this?
Mao'er looked at Jun Mo Jue for a long time, and intuitively didn't want to answer this question, but she was not one to avoid questions. She saw Mao'er's brows glanced over and over again, then said, "I haven't fallen in love with you yet.
"
This simple sentence made Jun Mojue feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar for an instant, and his whole body became cold. He stared at Mao'er closely, as if he wanted to see something fishy in her eyes.
But there was no flicker in those charming peach blossom eyes, just a pure brightness.
Jun Mojue pursed his lips, and there was a dark light flowing in his silver-grey eyes, "So, how do you fall in love with me?"
His voice seemed to come from deep in his throat, a little depressed and hoarse, and seemed to be filled with fear and a desire to hear some answer.
Mao'er got up from the bed at this time, the light in his eyes flickered. He didn't know how to answer Jun Mojue's question. After thinking for a long time, Mao'er's voice said loudly, "I don't know either!"
Absolute frustration, because Mao'er's words were not a joke, she really didn't know.
"So what kind of man would you fall in love with?"
Jun Mo Jue raised his sword eyebrows and asked again. Jun Mo Li next to him also listened carefully with his ears raised. Mao'er chuckled. Jun Mo Jue was definitely very wordy today. Could it be the guy in white?
