I heard that Mr. was rejected again

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Mo Duoyu, who returned to the room, finally couldn't help screaming.

"My prince is so handsome.

ah ah!It's too bad! "

Moduoyu covered his head under the quilt with his face down.

"How can there be such a perfect man in this world."

"Ah!"

Moduoyu couldn't help rolling back and forth holding the quilt.

She remembered the look in Yi Zijun's eyes before she left the door.

The smile on Modoyu's face never stopped.

It is not an exaggeration to describe it with cheekbones rising to the sky.

"No, no.

Modo fish, you are too greedy.

How could such a perfect man belong to you.

Wake up quickly. "

Moduoyu couldn't help but get up from the bed like a carp, and reached out to pat her cheek.

But there was no way, she wanted to scream just thinking about how long she had been alone with Yi Zijun just now.

She couldn't help covering her cheeks with her hands: "Moduoyu, you are such a greedy fish."

When Mo Duoyu was so excited that he couldn't help himself, there was a knock on the door suddenly.

Mo Duoyu paused for a moment.

His face immediately returned to normal.

He tidied the quilt in a hurry, then trotted to open the door with his shoes on.

Before opening the door, Mo Duoyu thought it was the housekeeper, but it was Yi Zijun standing outside after opening the door.

Mo Duoyu straightened his hair subconsciously, lowering his eyes and not daring to look at Yi Zijun.

"Zijun, I don't know what you want from me?"

Modoyu's voice was full of the shyness of the little daughter.

"Your hat.

Your hat has left in my study. "

Yi Zijun couldn't help but chuckled when he looked at Mo Duoyu's chicken nest head.

What the hell was this woman doing in the room.

She had only been out of his study for five minutes.

Listening to Yi Zijun's smile, Mo Duoyu couldn't help feeling even more uncomfortable.

She reached out to take the hat, and then brushed her hair unconsciously with one hand.

"Thank you."

Mo Duoyu whispered thanks.

Yi Zijun saw that Mo Duoyu's lock of hair had not been straightened out, and couldn't help stretching out his hand to press it for her.

"You're welcome. Well, here's a collection of poems.

I just watched you stare at it for a long time, let me let you have a look. "

Yi Zijun didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his actions just now.

He naturally withdrew his hand, and handed over a collection of poems.

The sudden intimacy made the already shy Moduoyu even more shy.

The hands that took the book were shaking a little.

She had a little impression of this collection of poems, because when she was in the study just now, she was too embarrassed to stare directly at Yi Zijun, so she couldn't help but keep staring at the book closest to her.

Unexpectedly, he was misunderstood by Yi Zijun.

But since the prince lent her the book, even if she doesn't like reading, she still has to finish the book.

"Okay, now I'm really going to work. You rest in your room for a while.

I will go directly downstairs to eat later. "

Yi Zijun kept Mo Duoyu's small movements in his eyes, and he was afraid that if he didn't leave, he might laugh out loud in a while.

After Yi Zijun left, Mo Duoyu didn't scream in the room this time.

She was sitting at the desk with a book in her arms, her face full of the shyness of a little girl.

She couldn't help turning the pages of the book, and the image of a teenager sitting at a desk flipping through books could always appear in her mind.

Just doing the same thing, her mind couldn't help jumping up.

But after reading a few chapters, Moduoyu was still defeated.

Sure enough, even if the prince lent her a book, she couldn't read it.

"Let's wait for next time. This time, maybe I'm not in a good state."

Moduoyu closed the book carefully, comforting himself like this.

Afterwards, Moduoyu pushed away the seat and prepared to go downstairs to eat.

But unexpectedly, she turned around and directly swept the books on the desk to the ground.

"Oh, why am I so clumsy."

Mo Duoyu ordered him to squat down to pick up books.

At this time, a piece of paper with a pattern on it suddenly fell out of the book.At first glance, it was not Yi Zijun's style.

(End of this chapter)