The Female Lead She Really Is Not Sweet

the next day.

Chacha was the same as yesterday, following Mo Xinghuan to class.

This time, it wasn't like yesterday, when it was watched by everyone.

After all, after yesterday.

The palace has already passed on one version after another about the matter between her and Mo Xinghuan.

One is more exciting than the other.

Of course, no one dared to spread it in the prince's palace.

These are all discussed privately and carefully.

When the two arrived, Mo Xingling and Mo Xingmu were already sitting there.

However, the atmosphere seems a little weird, like gunpowder smoke?

Chacha didn't care about this, she passed Mo Xinghuan directly, walked directly in front of Mo Xingling, and then took out a letter and handed it to him.

"You have to hand it over to my dad."

She said softly, her wet eyes filled with anticipation.

As if yesterday, the person who kicked his feet was not her.

Mo Xingling tilted his head and glanced at Mo Xinghuan, whose face was darkened. Although he didn't know what happened, why did she give him this letter.

However, seeing Mo Xinghuan's displeasure made him very happy.

A faint smile sounded, "When did I make mistakes in what you asked me to do?"

The voice fell.

Mo Xinghuan's face darkened even more.

This made Mo Xingling very satisfied.

Isn't it just to reveal some intimacy on purpose?

He will too.

After seeing him overnight, Mo Xingling's IQ seemed to have risen by a few points.

"Chacha, follow His Highness the Crown Prince's side from now on, you must serve him carefully, and don't make any mistakes."

He deliberately added that that gentle face was stained with a bit of undisguised provocation at the moment.

Chacha's eyes flashed.

He frowned and took a step back, struggled for a while, but couldn't hold back his mouth and turned back.

"When did I ask you to do anything else?"

Why don't you send a letter just this time?

It's like I owe you a lot of favors.

The soft and serious voice suddenly tore apart the tense atmosphere just now.

Mo Xingmu held back, but couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

Excuse me.

This little boy... oh no, the little girl is too sincere.

Sincerely put a knife in Mo Xingling's heart!

He looked cheerfully at his prince and brother, and sure enough, Mo Xinghuan's face had returned to normal.

On the other hand, Mo Xingling's expression changed again and again, and he didn't know how to answer.

Chacha froze for a few seconds, then walked in front of Mo Xinghuan, stretched her little hand into his arms as if he was looking for something.

Maybe it was her movements that were too sudden.

Mo Xingmu stared at the scene in a daze, but didn't react for a while.

The same is true for the nearby Mo Xing Mausoleum.

He stared blankly at the two people acting intimately.

Something in my heart suddenly collapsed.

The letter in his hand was also tightly clenched into a ball.

He lowered his eyes, his eyes were full of storms, what was he still looking forward to?

She beat him for Mo Xinghuan, and Mo Xinghuan personally confirmed that the two of them slept together, and now, they performed a live performance of their relationship...

What about the letter in his hand?

What else can it explain?

It can't explain anything, maybe... maybe it's a letter to draw a line with Ning Xiang...

He is still counting on a turnaround?

Mo Xingling laughed at himself.

Immediately afterwards, a shadow suddenly appeared in front of him, he raised his eyes, and the little girl walked in front of him at some point.

Chacha shook the bank note in her hand in front of him.

"It's my fault for letting you deliver the letter and not giving you any benefits. This silver ticket can be regarded as errand expenses."

As she spoke, she looked at the bank note distressedly for a while.

This is what she just scavenged from Mo Xinghuan, oh, forget it, give it to Mo Xingling! Cheap him.