She paused for a moment and then said: "Your Highness, can I ask you a favor? Please give me some face in front of everyone in the future and don't embarrass me again, OK? Maybe my dream will be destroyed by you.
It’s in hand!”
Speaking of this, Li Xiaomo's eyes were filled with tears again!
It took a lot of effort for her to come to Paris and get into this school, but she was almost expelled just now!
The reason why she cried so sadly today was because of this!
She suddenly felt so useless!
Seeing her wanting to cry again, Mo Sen immediately panicked: "Hey, stop crying! If you cry again, you won't be able to see anyone with this face!"
"What do you mean?" Li Xiaomo stared at him dissatisfied.
"Don't you know it when you go back and look in the mirror? Really, don't you women love beauty the most? Why do you keep crying so much! How can you be so beautiful when you cry so ugly?"
"That's not all because of you!"
Li Xiaomo was so angry that he put his hands on his hips.
"Yes, yes! It's all because of me, because of this bad guy! So, don't cry because of a bad guy again, okay?"
Mohsen has a rare good temper.
Although it was the first time in his life to coax a girl from crying, he did a pretty good job.
Li Xiaomo didn't accept his favor at all, "Why for you? Stop putting gold on your face!"
"Ah? If it's not for me, who is it for?"
If it’s for that Wang Zi! Hum!
Mawson's fists were quietly clenched.
"I don't do it for anyone, I just feel that I am useless. Is it okay that I cry because I am useless?"
"..."
Mo Sen choked at her words.
She even dared to shout loudly and hit him, His Highness, as hard as he could. How could she still be considered a useless woman?
If these words were heard by those women who were submissive to him, they would probably hit the wall!
"I said, my maid, how useless are you! You are a role model for women in the world."
Looking at her nose that was red from crying, Mo Sen couldn't help but joke, "Okay! Stop crying! It's so embarrassing to let others see it!"
"Humph! It's all your fault!"
Li Xiaomo glanced at him angrily and stood up. At this moment, her cell phone rang.
I looked at the caller ID and it was an unfamiliar number.
She pressed the connect button strangely, "Hello?"
"Hey? Girl, guess who I am?"
A weird voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Can't guess!" I was in a bad mood and had no time to play this guessing game.
"Guess!" The other party said coquettishly.
"I can't guess! It's up to you whether you want to say it or not!" With that said, Li Xiaomo pretended to hang up the phone.
"Hey! Don't worry, don't worry! It's me! Your brother Ye Yu! Momo, do you miss me?"
"Brother Yeyu?" Li Xiaomo's mouth opened into an o-shape, "Why is it you?"
"What is it about me? Damn girl, I still care about you! You don't seem to be happy at all when you receive my call?"
He even felt that the nasal sound in Mo Mo's voice was too heavy, so he couldn't help but guess: "Ghost girl? Are you crying?"
"Ah? What? Why should I cry?" She glanced at Mo Sen guiltily with her unnatural eyes. Ignoring someone's weird expression, she said seriously into the phone: "Brother Ye Yu, why don't you go and do it?"