Mengfei Qiqi

Chapter 113 Eight years later, we meet again 15
One is the son of the current emperor, and the other is the younger brother of the current emperor.

After all, they are related by blood, and it is inevitable to look alike.

But... who was the Mr. Mo back then...

Ye Qiqi blinked her big moist eyes, thinking about this question with some distress.

Mo Hanqing looked at Ye Qiqi in front of her and frowned slightly.

Although this face was completely different from the one in his memory, for some reason, looking at his big eyes that rolled around gave him an inexplicable feeling of deja vu.

"You're Xiaoqi?" After thinking for a while, Mo Hanqing suddenly asked in a faint voice.

"Ah?? Yes..." Ye Qiqi looked at Mo Hanqing, who was taller than Qin Hongyi just now, and nodded in response.

"Heh... so short." Mo Hanqing lowered her eyes slightly, seeing that he was not as tall as her chest, and said in a cold voice.

"..."

The expression on Ye Qiqi's face suddenly froze.

Her eyes wandered a few times between Mo Hanqing and Mo Xiuzhu, Ye Chengan and Murong Hongyu. Except for Murong Hongyu who was about the same height as him, the other two were half a head shorter than him.

Ye Qiqi smiled brightly at him and said, "Although I'm short, I'm young. No matter what, I still have the possibility to grow taller..."

The implication is that you are already old, you are no longer young, and if you want to grow taller, you will not grow much!

The host standing beside her turned green when she heard her say such words.

Oh, let me go, where did you come from, little ancestor, you dare to speak to King Jing'an in such a tone! !

Who knew, Mo Hanqing actually smiled instead of anger, her pair of jade-like eyes looked up and down at the thin figure in front of her, and said in a cool voice: "Not only is she short, she also looks like a woman."

"You only look like a woman, your whole family looks like a woman!!" Ye Qiqi stared at his squishy face, and blurted out without thinking.

"Hiss -" sound.

Now, it's not just the host, even the friends standing beside Mo Hanqing couldn't help but gasp.

Ye Chengan and Mo Xiuzhu subconsciously took a step back.

Young man, you are indeed a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, yet dare to talk to King Jingan like this in front of him! !

Young man, have you never been to the capital, and never heard of the rumors about King Jing'an! !

juvenile! !We respect you for being a man! !
Ye Chengan, Mo Xiuzhu, and Murong Hongyu looked at Ye Qiqi with sympathy.

The host standing aside was already so frightened that he knelt down towards Mo Hanqing.

He was lying on the ground, with cold sweat constantly breaking out on his head, and he didn't even dare to breathe out.

Mo Hanqing squinted his eyes, and there was a dangerous gleam in his dark and deep eyes, looking at Ye Qiqi in front of him, at that moment, it seemed as if the air around him had condensed.

Ye Qiqi stood in front of him, although she was not as tall as him, she tried her best to raise her head, and stared back at him vigorously.

There was silence all around, and even the common people around the ring were silent at all.

After a long time, the corners of Mo Hanqing's thin lips slowly curled up. He looked at Ye Qiqi in front of him, and said slowly, "Okay, very good."

(End of this chapter)