She straightened her face and said expressionlessly, "Second Prince, please call me Princess Nanping, or you can call me Miss Jun."
Mo Xuyao's attitude was very affectionate, as if he were a lover in love, "Qian'er, we grew up together and are very familiar with each other. Are we so unfamiliar?"
Aorong counterattacked unceremoniously, "I don't have you in my memory, so don't mention this kind of thing again."
A worthless guy can't afford to lose at all
Mo Xuyao pretended to cover his heart and said, half truthfully and half falsely, "Qian'er, you are so heartless, this will hurt my heart."
Aorong spread her hands and rolled her eyes at him, "Then your heart is really fragile, but if you get hurt a few times, you won't feel sad anymore."
I really don’t understand his thoughts, she is already married as a wife, why is he still struggling? If it were her, the other party would marry a beautiful wife and a beautiful family, and he would definitely leave without looking back.
Mo Xuyao was really sad, with a touch of sadness on his face, "You..."
"Hahaha" Qingcang laughed loudly, so happy
Mo Xuyao quickly concealed all his expressions and looked at him coldly, "Is King Nanping very happy?"
Qingcang looked back at him without showing any signs of weakness, "Of course, someone is being sentimental and letting me watch a good show, how can I not be happy?"
Mo Xuyao became angry because of embarrassment, "Really? When I was with Qian'er, you didn't know where you were?"
Aorong frowned, she was so fed up with this man that even if she said such words, she was still not a man?!
Qing Cang looked at his wife softly, full of tenderness and sweetness, "But in the end she married me."
He has already thought about it, don't worry about those boring things
Seeing that he did not waver at all, Mo Xuyao felt increasingly uncomfortable and continued to attack, "Don't you mind our past?"
"Fools are the ones who care about the past. The most important thing is the present and the future." Qingcang was as calm as water, with firm and calm eyes. "She is by my side now, and she will accompany me until I grow old in the future."
Aorong felt soft in her heart, as if there was a spring breeze blowing through her.
"You really want to be open-minded. You can do things that ordinary men can't do." Mo Xuyao couldn't explain how he felt in his heart. He was bitter, embarrassed and heartbroken, but his tone was still sarcastic, "Your demeanor is really unusual."
Qingcang looked at him pitifully, and a warning bell sounded in his heart, "You don't need to provoke anymore, it's useless to us."
This is the pain of losing a loved one. It can make people lose their composure to this point. He must not make the same mistake. He must hold her hand tightly and never let go. He must never live like this again.
Aorong's cold voice sounded, "Mo Xuyao, I have a message for you: don't look back on the past and have mercy on the people in front of you."