She smiled and waved to Mo Xiaoqiu very kindly, her voice was so sweet that she was jealous, "Little sister, come here, come here. How old are you?"
"Ten, sixteen years old..." Mo Xiaoqiu stuttered a little when she saw Bihe's smiling face. She didn't quite understand these ancient rules, so she glanced at Xinxi as if asking for help.
, here, she only knew him, and actually felt a little dependent on him.
More, she wanted to know, who was the woman in front of her?
Qing'er was embarrassed when she heard this title. Little sister? She couldn't help but see that Mo Xiaoqiu looked similar to Bihe. She just looked very reserved and nervous, so she couldn't help but said kindly: "Girl, don't be too reserved.
Yes, neither I nor my beloved concubine are unreasonable people.”[
Wow! Crazy! What kind of statement is this? It’s like saying that neither she nor he are unreasonable people, except for Xinxi, which puts Xinxi at a lower level...
Bihe looked very strange. He glanced at Xinxi and couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. Xinxi was smiling and seemed to be in a good mood.
Qing'er sat elegantly next to Bihe and put her arm around her shoulders, deliberately keeping a little distance between her and Xinxi. Xinxi was a guy who often competed with him, even though he knew that they were very pure.
, but I still feel a little bit jealous.
Qing'er also sighed, there was nothing she could do, she had not yet reached the level of a saint.
Bihe blinked, left Qing'er's side, and walked to Mo Xiaoqiu,
Bi He is eighteen years old this year, and Mo Xiaoqiu is considered sixteen years old, and his birthday has not yet passed.
After all, Mo Xiaoqiu is a woman who grew up in modern times. After more than a thousand years of genetic transformation, she looks relatively mature. Unlike Bihe, she always looks like a brat who cannot be raised well.