Shrinking her head, Ning Qianqian hunched over and prepared to run away quietly.

As a result, before she could run into the carriage, a pleasant boy sounded on the opposite side.

"Where are you going?"

Hearing Mo Li's voice, Ning Qianqian's back stiffened, and she turned around and glanced at him with a smile.

At this time, Mo Li was wearing the moist crescent white robe, and the long hair on the back of her head was tied at the back of her head as casually as before.

However, even if she has watched it countless times, when she says goodbye, Ning Qianqian will still be teased by his prosperous beauty.

Seeing Ning Qianqian just standing there looking at him without moving, Mo Li beckoned to her.

Ning Qianqian looked at him, and suddenly swallowed her saliva.

Really, a gust of wind blew, ruffling the hair behind him and the hem of his clothes, and the whole person was like a god in the game, still with cool special effects, and his whole body was glowing.

How to look at it, how to be eye-catching, how to hook people.

Such a good, such a perfect man is now her fiancé, what else is she hesitating about?

If you want to become a couple, the first and most important thing is to be honest, right?

Mo Li had already told her his secret before, and she shouldn't hide anything from him.

A flash of determination flashed in her eyes, and Ning Qianqian raised her feet and walked in Mo Li's direction.

As soon as he walked to his side, his wrist was grabbed by the person in front of him, and then the person fell into a warm embrace.

There was a burst of warmth on her forehead, and Mo Li lowered her head and kissed her forehead, her fingertips rubbing against her silky little face.

"Why did you just come here and leave, is there something going on with Ben Hou?"

Listening to Mo Li's gentle voice, Ning Qianqian buried her head in his arms, smelling the fragrant and delicious smell on his body, and rubbing her little head greedily.

"Well, there's something, I have something I want to tell you!"

……

In the room, Ning Qianqian and Mo Li sat at the table together.

Mo Li propped his elbows on the table in front of him, but his hands supported his forehead, and he turned his head to look at the little girl next to him who seemed to be a little restless.

Next to her, Ning Qianqian lowered her head, holding a cup of tea in her hand, and was drinking it in small sips with her head down, her face was obviously a little uncomfortable.

Ning Qianqian's heart suddenly became even more nervous when she was seen by Mo Li, her hand holding the teacup was a little tight, and she didn't know how to speak.

Compared with Ning Qianqian's nervousness, Mo Li was not in a hurry at all, seeing that her water glass was empty, she raised her eyebrows and spoke lightly.

"The tea has been drunk, this is already the third cup, do you want another cup?"

Ning Qianqian was making a decision in her heart, and when she heard Mo Li's voice at first glance, she didn't react for a while, she let out a confused sigh, turned her head and looked at Mo Li with a pair of big eyes.

Looking at Ning Qianqian's ignorant little appearance, Mo Li suddenly couldn't cry or laugh, her eyes swept the teacup in her hand, and signaled to her that the tea was gone.

Following Mo Li's gaze, Ning Qianqian found that she had an empty teacup, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed and let go of her hand.

"No...... Don't drink it!"

Reaching out and taking Ning Qianqian's teacup aside, Mo Li looked at her for a moment.

"Say, what do you have to say?"

This little girl, what do you want to tell him, why is she still so hesitant?