Chapter 162: What About the Umbrella?

"Do you want to eat it? If you don't eat, don't get in the way here. Mo Lan said lightly.

There are four people on the table, Hua Xuan, Hua Guduo, Mo Lanci, and Luo Fusheng.

Luo Fusheng took a deep breath: "Of course I have to eat the food I cooked!" ”

After that, he picked up the chopsticks to eat angrily.

"This soup is a little bit hot, don't do it next time." Mo Lanci said softly.

Hua Xuan subconsciously tensed her nerves, stiffened her body, and even subconsciously said, I will work hard next time, but she thought about it, this meal was not made by her......

"Got it." Luo Fusheng flattened his mouth, his face full of resentment.

At that moment, Hua Xuan's heart was mixed!

She had a feeling of seeing her former self in Luo Fusheng's body, a sense of relief, and a sadness that she had been oppressed by Mo Lanci before, and of course, more of a schadenfreude.

I don't know why, her heart is much more balanced, and the resentment that was pent-up by Mo Lanci before seems to be gone......

"And the meals I have cooked in the past few days, which have been repeated in the morning, noon and evening, can I use my brain?" In the middle of the night, Mo Lanci put down his chopsticks and ate and drank to his heart's content......

"I see." Luo Fusheng nodded, very well-behaved.

"Alright then, let's go to the academy." Mo Lan stood up and said.

"What are you going to do?" Hua Xuan was puzzled, and asked while helping Duoduo sort out her clothes.

"I want to go."

Hua Xuan pursed her lips, unable to say a word that he choked on......

If you want to go, you can go whom......

Hua Xuan went to heal her injuries before, and now she has eaten a full meal, and the fever and pain before are all gone, she came to the door of the hall, looking at the light rain that was still falling, and she only felt refreshed.

Mo Lanci held up the umbrella, held the flower bones with one hand, and turned his head to look at Hua Xuan, who was stunned in place.

"Do you want to go?"

"Let's go!" Hua Xuan came back to her senses and nodded quickly, but she wanted to plunge into the rain.

But as soon as she took a step forward and took two steps forward, Mo Lanci raised her hand and pushed her in with one finger.

Mo Lanci narrowed her eyes, her eyes were dark, staring at the smoke above Hua Xuan's head, her eyes full of doubt.

The two of them just looked at each other, and for a moment, the atmosphere became quiet in an instant.

"Where's the umbrella?" Seeing that she still didn't react, Mo Lanci spoke coldly.

Hua Xuan reacted at this time, and subconsciously said: "This rain is very small......"

She originally wanted to justify, but looking at Mo Lanci's eyes, the rest of the words were really unspeakable, she obediently took out the Linglong umbrella, and after a little hesitation, she opened the Linglong umbrella.

Luo Fusheng was still watching the excitement of the rice, and when he saw the exquisite umbrella in Hua Xuan's hand, he almost sprayed out a mouthful of rice, staring at the umbrella with wide eyes, suspecting that he had seen it wrong.

Hua Xuan flattened her mouth and stepped out angrily.

The three of them are one in front of the other, and their backs are like an ink painting, reflected between heaven and earth.

Out of the gate of the Jade Residence, there was a carriage, and as soon as they saw people coming out, the people in the carriage hurriedly came down.

Nan Shang Ling had a smile on his face, still holding a box of pastries in his hand, and said excitedly: "Duoduo......"

But the next moment, he was stunned, then looked at Hua Xuan and asked, "What about the flowers?" ”

Hua Xuan's forehead moved slightly, and she said sideways: "Isn't this?" ”

Nanshang Zero lowered his head, looked at the little boy in front of him with a flat expression and delicate eyebrows, and was stunned again.