Pretty Fox: Misunderstood His Royal Highness

154 Chapter 3 The Ugly Everyone Comes Out [-]
　Tang Miaomiao looked at Ye Qiqi helplessly.

　Ye Qiqi winked at her:
　"Meow meow, don't be unhappy. Although I am a little... ah no, it's not a little bit, it's completely ignorant. But it's not useless. For example, I'm pretty smart, right? With My flash memory, the words of the human race, where is it difficult for me? As long as everyone read the book once, I can remember it, right?"

Tang Miaomiao stared:
"Flash memory? What is flash memory?"

Ye Qiqi was triumphant:
"It's just during the lightning, I can completely remember it, and like those paintings carved on stones, it can't be erased firmly."

Tang Miaomiao was angry and funny, and said:
"You can just say, you can remember it with a photographic memory?" After all, Tang Miaomiao is 210 years older than Ye Qiqi, and Tang Miaomiao is much older than Ye Qiqi.She persuaded again earnestly: "But miss, you only learned how to read characters, it's not enough. What's the matter, you also need to know how to write poems."

"Who said I can't make poems right?" Ye Qiqi giggled, "I can."

"You will?" Tang Miaomiao naturally didn't believe it: "It's not memorizing other people's poems, but the poems you wrote naturally."

Ye Qiqi puffed out her chest, and said stinkingly, "Of course I can compose poetry." She asked, "Would you like to listen?"

Tang Miaomiao said: "Yes!"

　Ye Qiqi looked at the little white cat in Tang Miaomiao's hands, rolled his eyes, coughed, and then read seriously, "The cat is meowing, it's scurrying here and there. Meowing. Seeing Tang Miaomiao, I didn’t bother to scream, because Tang Miaomiao didn’t either.”

　Tang Miaomiao staggered and almost fell.

　What kind of poem is this?

　Before Tang Miaomiao could speak, she suddenly heard someone clapping her hands, and said in a lazy voice, "Good poem! Good poem! Miss San wrote a good poem. It's really good."

　Ye Qiqi and Tang Miaomiao were taken aback, and hurriedly looked for the sound.

Beside a big tree not far away, lazily leaning against a man with exquisite features, perfect, seductive, handsome like a male vixen.

His figure is slender and handsome, elegant and dusty, and his hair is bound by a small silver crown inlaid with jade carved in hollows and patterns. The white jade on the silver crown is crystal clear and moist, which further sets off the black and brightness of his hair.A spotless snow-white robe, the cuffs are embroidered with golden thread auspicious clouds, a belt with moon and white auspicious clouds patterns around the waist, and a black jade pendant of excellent quality is hung on it.

Who would it be if it wasn't Yuan Qingluo?
Beside him, followed by Hong Hao with a cold face and no smile.

When Tang Miaomiao was still a black cat before transforming into a human form, she had suffered from Honghao several times.The most serious one was in the Prefect's Courtyard in Los Angeles, when Ye Qiqi, who was invisible, was almost discovered. The black cat appeared suddenly in order to distract Honghao's attention, but was stabbed in the back by Honghao's soft sword.

Ever since that time, Tang Miaomiao always felt frightened when she saw Honghao.

This time is no exception.Like a mouse seeing a cat, Tang Miaomiao's expression changed with fright, her body couldn't help shivering, and she quickly lowered her head, not daring to look at Hong Hao.

Hong Hao didn't move at all, and looked over coldly, a pair of stern eyes flashed a trace of surprise.

Ye Qiqi was neither afraid of Honghao nor Yuan Qingluo.

At that moment, she squinted her eyes and said with a "hum": "Why are you here again? The lingering ghosts are always wandering in front of me. Don't you have any other place to go?"

　(un.finished.to be.continued)
(End of this chapter)