stocking the prince to death

Chapter 85 Counting 8
The low and melancholy voice slowly sounded with a bit of metal-like texture, "What? Are you very unhappy to see this deity?"

His eyes were fixed on Mo Qi, a bit of a smile, a bit of a dull voice, "I heard that you beat up Mo Xian just now?"

"It's not Bengong!" She retorted, "It's Shui Jingsheng."

"Oh? I don't know, when did your relationship with the Young Master of the Secret Sect become so good?"

Shui Jingsheng had a bad feeling when he heard Ji Ruyue's tone.

The only person in the world who can be a monster in Ji Ruyue's face without being silenced by Ji Ruyue is Shui Jingsheng.

Naturally, he has some skills. He has been with Ji Ruyue for so long, and he still knows Ji Ruyue a little bit.

"No, no, no...Xiao Yueyue, I actually love you!" Shui Jingsheng said with a sad face, "Xiao Yueyue, you can't let me go!"

Little Yueyue! ! !
As soon as these three words came out, let alone Ji Ruyue, even Mo Qi's mouth twitched.

She thought that Shui Jingsheng calling her Xiao Shengsheng was the limit, but she didn't expect that he would have the courage to call Ji Ruyue a nickname.

It's really... too long!

And Ji Ruyue seemed to be used to it, squinting and raising his eyelids, he stared at Shui startled Sheng, full of hostility, "Tired of working?"

Shui Jingsheng: "..." It's so scary outside, come and save the baby! ! !
"Puchi!" Mo Qi smiled and narrowed his eyes, "Shui Jingsheng, are you tired of working?"

Shui Jingsheng: "..."

Suddenly I feel abandoned by the whole world!
Ji Ruyue's long eyelashes moved, his brows were slightly drunk, and he had an intoxicating smile, "How is Mo Yan?"

"It's much better," Mo Qi said, "But I went to deal with Mo Xian just now, I don't know if he has woken up."

"Let's go."

Ji Ruyue walked to Mo Qi's side, Mo Qi actually had a very faint fragrance, smelling this fragrance, he would somehow feel a little happier in his mood.

But at this time, his originally violent mind calmed down unexpectedly.

Mo Qi was a head shorter than him, and he looked down at Mo Qi condescendingly, just enough to see the delicate facial features and thin smiling lips.

This idiot actually looks pretty good, barely able to catch his eyes.

Thinking about it, Ji Ruyue raised her eyelids, and glanced at Shui Jingsheng who wanted to get in.

Shui Jingsheng froze, then pouted aggrievedly, and walked behind them.

From a distance, he looks like a follower...

"Is the emperor brother here?" There were a few weak voices in the hall.

Mo Qi's eyes lit up, and he stepped forward to lift the crystal curtain, "It's Bengong."

She left Ji Ruyue and Shui Jingsheng behind, sat beside Mo Yan's bed, reached out and touched Mo Yan's forehead, "What's wrong? Do you feel better?"

"Well," Mo Yan looked at Mo Qi expectantly, her slender eyelashes drooping like wings, pure as a baby, "Brother Huang, Yan'er misses you so much."

Hearing Mo Yan's aggrieved tone, Mo Qi rubbed his hair, "Well, Brother Huang misses you too!"

"Brother Huang came here specially to see Yan'er?" Mo Yan smiled, his eyes were clear, obsidian-like eyes, full of admiration and joy for Mo Qi.

"Yes!"

Mo Qi tidied the quilt for Mo Yan, "People in the palace, you have to be careful, don't trust others, this time you fell into the water, next time you may not be so lucky."

"Well, Yan'er always listens to Brother Huang." Mo Yan nodded obediently.

　Good night, manual comparison, baby~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)