Who made my little black love to spoil me?
A certain person who is not only dead or alive dares to take advantage of his inattention and shoehorn a green plum into him.
If it weren't for the sake of that rao's face, I would have thought about it, and now the grass has grown.
"Then when we go back, we will have a chance to go to the Southern Purple Country, right?"
"Ciel wants to go in person?"
"yes, can't you?"
"Southern Purple Country...... It's okay, I'll take you if Ci'er wants to go. ”
Ning Xi didn't ignore his endless words, "What's wrong with Nan Ziguo?" ”
Chu Mohan touched her head, "It's okay, let's not go to school."
"Could it be that the Southern Purple Country is also in internal chaos?"
"......" Chu Mohan didn't expect the girl to guess accurately, so he had no choice but to tell her, "Well, the king of the Southern Purple Kingdom, Shangguan Yunfeng has been sick for many years, and he can rely on medicine to hang himself."
His many princes are eyeing his throne one by one, and they are fighting openly. ”
"So there is a possibility that the Southern Purple Kingdom will force the palace to usurp the throne and rebel at any time?"
"Well, but that's okay, don't worry too much."
"No, isn't Brother Shangguan the prince of the Southern Purple Kingdom?
Others are also very good, so is he also in the midst of a dire situation now? ”
Hearing that the girl cared about other men, Chu Mohan suddenly knocked over the vinegar jar, which was even more sour than the plate of vinegar fried chestnuts.
"Ciel cares about him?"
Ning Xi, who was half a beat slowly, didn't feel the difference between Chu Mohan and nodded very honestly, "Yes, it's also a friend."
When there is trouble between friends, shouldn't we, as friends, all of us be helping? ”
Chu Mohan heard the word "friend" from the girl, and his face was slightly better, "Just a friend?" ”
Ning Xi disagreed, "Ah, otherwise what?" Wait, black, why do you ask? ”
Ning Xi finally noticed something unusual, looked up at Chu Mohan, and then showed a grinning expression, "Oh, black, you're jealous, aren't you?" ”
"Hmm."
Ning Xi: "......"
it?
Admit it?
So simply and decisively without hesitation?
This time Ning Xi was embarrassed, and said, "Hehe, that black, I'm ...... I don't mean anything else.
For Brother Shangguan, he really regards him as a friend.
He's helped us before, hasn't he?
So we should reach out when he really needs to help him, right? ”
"Hmm."
How could Chu Mohan be reluctant?
"Then don't be unhappy, okay?"
Ning Xi was flattering and a little bit of heart.
Chu Mohan really couldn't help her, "I'm not angry, don't think about it, huh?" ”
"Really? Are you still jealous? Your vinegar jar is so sour that it can be dipped in dumplings.
Heck, when it comes to dumplings, I really want to eat dumplings. ”
Chu Mohan: "......"
This is her girl, her mind jumps so much that she doesn't have a strong heart and receptivity, and she really can't accept it.
"Wait and eat."
Now that the topic has changed, let's go with her.
Anyway, he knew, there was no one else in her heart, so it would be fine.
The rest, he'll take care of it himself, won't he?
"I want to eat your bag, okay?"
"Inch by inch."
Chu Mohan scratched her nose, but when she came out, she was full of spoiling.
Ning Xi stuck out his tongue, "Hehe, there's no way, who made my black love to spoil me?" ”