Quickly wear a little flirt and become a scumbag

Chapter 144 Being Hounded by the Demon Lord 43
Xia Yin turned a deaf ear and continued to lament about life: "Hey, Mo Sicheng, I'm so sad, but we've known each other for so long, yet you don't like me at all."

"So I'd better not go. A marriage without an emotional basis is a tomb."

"You return the IOU to me. From now on, we will not owe each other, and I will never show up in front of you again to spoil your eyes."

Mo Sicheng finally heard the point. She went all out and went through so much effort, just for this, it seemed that she really didn't want to marry him.

Mo Sicheng began to doubt himself, whether others were afraid of his identity and deliberately flattered him. In fact, he was not that good-looking, nor was he that attractive.

Xia Yin was not afraid of his identity, so he couldn't be attracted by his charm. Could it be because of himself?

If not, why is Xia Yin different from other girls and not interested in him at all?

Mo Sicheng rejected Xia Yin's proposal, no matter what she said, he must go to see the emperor today.

Mo Sicheng walked out of the palace nervously amidst his self-doubt.

The women on the street screamed one by one, and he regained his confidence.

Facts have proved that he is still very popular, but Xia Yin doesn't know how to appreciate it.

In the same carriage, Xia Yin keenly noticed that Mo Sicheng's mood suddenly changed, and even looked at her a little differently.

Xia Yin felt trembling in his heart, "You...what are you doing?"

Mo Sicheng: "???"

"What is the king doing?"

He sat motionless, didn't say a word, and didn't provoke her, why did he suddenly become alert?

Mo Sicheng thought of something, and approached Xia Yin, "Or, what do you want me to do!"

There was not much space in the carriage, so Mo Sicheng lay down on his stomach, and Xia Yin leaned against the carriage as soon as he stepped back. There was nowhere to retreat, so he could only look directly at Mo Sicheng, "You, you, you... stay away from me, Old and unruly."

Mo Sicheng's face darkened in an instant, "Who do you say is old?"

Xia Yin said bluntly, "Let's say whoever agrees."

Mo Sicheng gritted his teeth and glared at Xia Yin, "Say it again if you have the ability."

Xia Yin was not afraid of him, and contradicted him: "I'll say it ten times more. You said that you will be a 30-year-old man in a few years. My girl is seventeen and a flower. In modern times, you are underage. Are you Do you understand the crime?"

"Old cows eat tender grass, and others are not allowed to say, the prince is amazing, there are so many people in the world, so many mouths, you can block them all if you have the ability."

"When someone compliments you a few times, your tail goes up to the sky. You don't know how to be humble at all."

After Xia Yin finished speaking, she looked at Mo Sicheng's face, which was darker than the bottom of the pot, and instantly became cowardly again.

Age is really taboo for everyone, men are no exception.

The atmosphere in the carriage was so suppressed that Xia Yin could hardly breathe. Seeing that Mo Sicheng was dying of anger, she suddenly felt that she was going too far?

He was thinking about whether he had hurt Mo Sicheng's self-esteem by being too sloppy, and whether he should apologize to him or something.

Suddenly, Mo Sicheng smiled slightly, moved his body, raised his legs, and rode on Xia Yin's body.

Mo Sicheng held down her hands and couldn't move them. Xia Yin lay down on the soft couch, staring into her big copper bell-like eyes, her face paled in fright.

"Momomo...Mo Sicheng, you you you...what are you doing, let me tell you, the baby is just a child."

(End of this chapter)