Chapter 62 Eat soft but not hard
Hua Simu glared at him without speaking.
Han Mo sat back on the chair for a long time, admiring Hua Simu's puffing little face.
The eyes of the two were entangled in the air, and sparks burst out of the crackling.
Hua Simu still had the upper hand at the beginning, her eyes were round, and with the action of grinding her teeth, she was quite angry. After a long time, the eyes are a little red, a little sour, and the little face is getting worse and worse.
The more I thought about it, the more aggrieved I became, and my mouth was deflated.
I almost cried.
Those who are familiar with the ghost and demon mother know that don't fool her about money, she can cry sadly every minute.
Back then, the Demon Emperor casually mentioned during the meal that if she achieved the top five results in the martial arts conference, she would be rewarded with two hundred taels of gold.
Hua Simu, the youngest participant, won the championship in one fell swoop, causing a sensation in the demon world martial arts. Not only that, but he also became a special guest judge of the martial arts conference later.
On the day of winning the championship, Si Mu rushed to the bedroom of his father and queen mother to ask for a reward.
I knew that the two of them went to play, and it was estimated that they would come back in half a month.
If you want to withdraw money from the vault, you must get a pass signed by the Demon Emperor or Demon Queen, otherwise no one will be able to get the money, including the princess.
Hua Simu was not good at that time, and walked around the door of the vault anxiously, but the demon emperor and demon queen couldn't come back now.
It's urgent again, and this money has to be in your hands to feel at ease.
In a hurry.
In the end, he was aggrieved at the closed door of the vault...... Crying bitterly, girls are made of water, and ghosts and demons who have no money are made of floods. The guards standing at the door couldn't stand it anymore.
After the Demon Emperor and the Demon Queen came back, they coaxed her for a long time.
Han Mo accepted it when he saw it, and hurriedly transferred two million to Hua Simu, who was about to rain.
"Of course I remember, I remember everything you say. ”
Reaching out to rub her hair as a sign of reassurance.
Hua Simu dodged, held back her tears, sniffed, and said angrily, "Hmph, I don't believe you, if I hadn't mentioned you, you would have forgotten, big liar." ”
Just as the school bell rang, Hua Simu stood up and threw her schoolbag over her shoulder, "I'm going to get the money by myself, so I don't want to go with you, I'm afraid that you'll be hungry for my money." ”
Han Mo withdrew his hand and lowered his head slightly gloomily, his broken hair slightly blocking his eyes.
Gently tugging at the corners of his mouth, "I see...... In your eyes, money is far more important than me. ”
A pitiful look of being abandoned by the whole world.
Hua Simu looked at Han Mo's sad appearance, and she couldn't bear it.
Hua Simu, who eats soft and not hard, suddenly wondered if he had gone too far just now.
After thinking about it, I finally came to the conclusion that there is one point.
A sense of guilt instantly welled up in my heart.
"Harm, Brother Han, how could it be?haha~" Hua Simu grabbed the hair on the back of her head, thinking about how to comfort Brother Han's injured little heart, although money did rank first in her heart.
Han Mo looked understanding, "I know, I'm fine, you can go." ”
Oh my God, hearing Han Mo say this, Hua Simu felt that he had really made a heinous mistake.
Han Mo still comforted her like this, found her under the stairs, and forced a smile on her face.
Instant guilt exploded.
"Brother Han, I really don't have it, let's go together~"
"In this way, my prize will be 10,000 for you. ”
Hua Simu regretted it as soon as he spoke.
The prize of two million is about to turn into one million nine hundred and ninety-thousand, and the whine impulse is the devil.
Fortunately, Han Mo shook his head slowly, and Hua Simu gasped in the bottom of his heart, scared to death.