Chapter 32: The Contrast of the Lord (31)

Rumble!

Mu Ziyu's head was about to explode.

In the next moment, his hands quickly moved away like an electric shock, and there was nowhere to put them, and even his expression looked extremely overwhelmed.

At this moment, Mo Jiuhua slept with a hmm, and the hand holding Mu Ziyu's waist suddenly lifted, moved to the other party's head, and pressed it into his arms with some force.

At this moment, Mu Ziyu's whole face was forced to be buried in the place where his hands had just touched.

Mu Ziyu was stupid, stunned, and confused.

At this time, in addition to blank and blank in his mind, his whole body was also stiff and unshaped.

At this moment, Mo Jiuhua opened his eyes, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and then disappeared again, replaced by a confused expression.

She yawned, looked like she had just woken up, was stunned for two seconds and noticed something, lowered her eyes and looked at the person in her arms, and wondered: "Lord Wang, what are you doing?" ”

“……”

Mu Ziyu didn't speak.

"Lord Wang?"

Mu Ziyu still didn't speak, and there was no reaction.

Seeing this, a trace of evil taste flashed in Mo Jiuhua's eyes, but his tone was puzzled and innocent: "Lord Wang, my body is ...... Is that what fascinates you? I shouted that you didn't have time to pay attention to me for a long time. ”

After saying this, she obviously felt that the cute body in her arms was even more stiff.

In the next second, Mu Ziyu, who had finally come back to his senses, completely exploded.

He reached out and took Mo Jiuhua's hand away, suddenly retreated from her embrace, sat up and retreated to the corner, lowering his head and not daring to look at her at all.

Thinking of her question, Mu Ziyu's face instantly turned red, and she stammered speechless: "I...... You...... We...... I didn't ...... on purpose.

Before he finished speaking, he blushed and shut up, this kind of thing, whether he did it on purpose or not, but for women, it was a little ...... Not good.

It's just that he forgot, and it was clear that he didn't take the initiative to approach.

Listening to his intermittent words, Mo Jiuhua knew what he wanted to say.

Ay!

She sighed helplessly in her heart, silly and cute, of course you didn't mean it, but I did it on purpose.

Of course, there's no way she's going to say that to Derpy.

At this moment, seeing Mu Ziyu change his cold and calm appearance from the past and become so panicked, Mo Jiuhua whistled in the bottom of his heart in a good mood, and finally decided to let him go with great mercy.

It's just that some of the plays that should be acted still have to be acted.

"Hey." Mo Jiuhua's sigh was full of loss.

Listening to this inexplicably pitiful voice, Mu Ziyu finally flashed her little eyes, slowly raised her head, and looked at her.

Then he was stunned, and then a little panicked.

"Y-What's wrong with you?"

Mo Jiuhua suddenly possessed a little white flower, with a sentimental face: "The prince is the pride of the sky, and I am just a killer of the rivers and lakes, a person like me is destined to only be the prince's warm/bed maid." ”

As she spoke, she "reluctantly" pulled out a happy smile and looked at him: "But it's good, as long as I can be with the prince, I will be satisfied." ”

Suddenly, she remembered something, and looked at him with a smile: "By the way, the prince, you are now at the age of marrying a wife, I heard the housekeeper say that His Majesty will choose a concubine for you soon, so if the prince can trust me, take me with him when the time comes." ”

"After all, I have traveled south and north for so many years, and I have seen a lot, and my vision of seeing people is still quite accurate, so I will definitely choose a virtuous and virtuous daughter for the prince to be the princess."