Dear Princess, Run Slowly

"Sister Qianyue, what are you going to do these days?"

Jun Mo Nian peeled a grape and put it in his mouth.

Su Qianyue's hand, which was still reading, gave a slight meal.

I almost forgot about it.

"To Imperial College."

Then he held his cheek and thought for a while.

I don't know what she's thinking.

"But I don't know what to do in case I get stronger."

Pen dust glanced at Su Qianyue.

The disdain in the tone makes Su Qianyue suddenly want to hit someone.

"Idiot."

Su Qianyue takes a grape in front of Junmo Niang and smashes it. The brush dust grabs it at will, and the grape is in good condition.

"I'm not thirsty yet. You don't have to send me grapes. "

"It's not for you"

"then you have nothing to throw me a grape?"

"That's what I used to plug your toilet lid."

"Toilet lid What is it? "

Bi Chen looks at the grape and hears Su Qianyue's words, making a confused sound.

Su Qianyue didn't want to explain to him.

"I'm too lazy to explain."

He turned his lips and ended the topic with a hum.

Jun Mo Nian saw Su Qianyue in a better mood at this time, looked at Su Qianyue's face, pursed her mouth, and asked carefully.

"Sister Qianyue?"

"High."

"You'll forgive my brother, won't you?"

A tentative tone.

Su Qianyue listened and snorted.

"Forgive? I can't be angry with him! "

Su Qianyue picked up a grape and bit it with revenge.

It seems that the grape is junmoli.

"Egomaniac, apprentice, asshole! It's no wonder that all the swearing words in the world are on him

Jun Mo Nian looks at Su Qianyue helplessly.

"Sister Qianyue, you are my future sister-in-law. How can you say that about yourself?"

"Bah! I'm talking about your brother! It's not me. I'm sick. Talk about myself. "

Su Qianyue disgruntled will spit out the grape seeds in her mouth, continue to say.

"I, Su Qianyue! If the husband in this life is Jun Mo Li! Then... "

"So what?"

Su Qianyue was just about to go on.

"Little moon! Are you there? "

Su Heng's voice at the door.

Jun Mo Nian is slightly lost.

"Sister Qianyue, what is that?"

"Wait a minute, my grandfather is here."

Su Qianyue simply tidied up and was ready to open the door.

"Wipe the juice off your face."

Pen dust with a slight voice of disgust.

Su Qianyue instinctive wipe, see the sleeves dyed with a lot of grape juice, indifferent shrug.

She didn't do the laundry anyway.

"Grandfather?"

Su Heng took a cloth bag in his hand. He didn't know what was inside.

But Su Heng's happy appearance should be a good thing.

Is it money? Su Qianyue's greedy eyes immediately fixed on the cloth bag.

Maybe someone forgot that someone said that only vulgar women would like money

(Su Qianyue: I regard money as dirt!

Author: Oh? Is it?

Su Qianyue: but I always love dung!

Author: poof.)

Su Heng see there are people in the yard, a little vigilant look at Su Qianyue.

"Don't worry, grandfather."

Su Qianyue pulls Su Heng to sit down and hammers her shoulder.

"Little moon, why didn't Wan'er come back?"

Su Heng asked directly.

"And what happened in the palace? Why is everyone talking about young master Qian Su and his subordinates now? "

"Ha? "My subordinates?"

Su Qianyue's puzzled eyes look at the pen dust and Jun Mo Nian behind her.

After seeing the confirmation in their eyes, they breathe out a little.

"Grandfather, I want to tell you something. Do you think you can hold on?"

It's rare for Su Heng that Su Qianyue is so quiet.

Su Qianyue: I've been very quiet, OK

"Well? What's up? Did Wan'er do something to you? "

Su Heng nervously looked at Su Qianyue, and saw that there was no wound on her body, so she was slightly relieved.

"Little moon, are you ok?"

"Grandfather, I saw through Su Qinwan's practice of forbidden arts."

Su Heng can't believe listening to

"does Wan'er practice forbidden technique?"

Su Qianyue's eyes are fixed on Su Heng. She wants to know what Su Heng thinks about this.This directly leads to whether she wants to make friends with Su Heng in the future.