Chapter 64: I Have a Crush on You

"Huh-" Murong Zhi lay on the bed, her arms pillowed under her head, and her two little feet dangled leisurely by the bed. It's a great day! Solved two things on his mind, but I don't know if Ling Mochen has returned to Yueguo? Murong Zhi thought about it, and her eyes involuntarily moved to the beam, But-

What the heck? Am I thinking about it day and night? Murong Zhi rubbed vigorously

Rubbing their little eyes, hallucinating and hallucinating! How could Ling Mochen's little white face be on the beam of my house? MD, Murong Zhi, be sober!

And Ling Mochen, who was squatting on the beams of the house, had already come when Murong Zhi and Murong Jin were chatting. Originally, when Ling Mochen was still thinking about how to explain it to Murong Zhi, Murong Zhi found herself squatting on the beam, but why did she keep rubbing her eyes? Ling Mochen didn't understand, so he looked at Murong Zhi with a confused expression.

"Zhi'er." Ling Mochen really couldn't stand it, Murong Zhi ravaged his eyes so badly, so he flew down from the beam.

"Isn't it? This illusion also comes with its own special effects! Murong Zhi sat up suddenly, staring at Ling Mochen standing in front of him and muttered to himself.

Uh, I just rubbed my eyes because I thought this king was fake...... Ling Mochen held his forehead: "Zhi'er, it's not an illusion, it's this king." ”

"Shhh Ling Mochen looked at Murong Zhi's suspicious eyes, so he had to twist Murong Zhi's fleshy face, he couldn't imagine that this fleshy one felt good!

"Now you believe it, right?" Ling Mochen sat down on the stool very masterfully and poured himself a cup of tea.

"Uh-huh, but, aren't you going back to Vietnam? Why are you still leaving the country? Murong Zhi rubbed her little face that had just been twisted and wondered.

"Now in the eyes of outsiders, the three princes of Yue Kingdom are pretending to be one of the king's subordinates." Ling Mochen caught a glimpse of Murong Zhi's still slightly red cheeks, and blamed himself: "That, is your face still painful?" This king may have just made a little heavier. ”

Ling Mochen didn't say that it was okay, but when he said Murong Zhi, he was very unhappy, "You are embarrassed to say, even if you want to prove that it is not fake, you don't have to twist my face, right?" And you're a little bit harder, it's still hurting. After Murong Zhi finished speaking, she felt that it was not enough, so she approached Ling Mochen and pointed to him-

"Look, why don't you screw yourself!" How can such a man who is not gentle and considerate like so many women? These people are really superficial, chirping...... But Murong Zhi herself seems to be one of these superficial women, right?

"Isn't this king afraid that you won't believe it?" Ling Mochen took out a small porcelain bottle from his sleeve, "Come, some medicine?" ”

"Hey, no, no, I'm not so noble, so I just said it casually, and it's much better now." Murong Zhi watched Ling Mochen take out the medicine bottle, and waved his hand indifferently, was he a little too hypocritical?

"No! What if it gets swollen tomorrow. Ling Mochen didn't give Murong Zhi a chance to speak, so he used his ring finger to gently smear the ointment in the porcelain bottle on Murong Zhi's face.

The sudden coolness on her cheeks made Murong Zhi close her mouth. I didn't expect Ling Mochen to screw people so ruthlessly, but he was a lot gentler when he gave people medicine.

It's just that Murong Zhi didn't know that Ling Mochen's gentleness was only given to her.

Ling Mochen was originally very focused on applying ointment to Murong Zhi, but his eyes couldn't help but look at Murong Zhi's side face, her eyebrows, and her eyes......

"Uh, that, Ling Mochen, let me ask you something." Murong Zhi naturally felt a burning gaze, and wanted to change the topic. But—

"Ling Mochen?" Murong Zhi didn't hear Ling Mochen's voice, and turned her head in confusion.

Since Ling Mochen's fingers were still on the side of Murong Zhi's face, and Murong Zhi turned her head unexpectedly, just so that Ling Mochen's fingertips and her lips accidentally rubbed against electricity.

"Huh? What's the matter? Ling Mochen hurriedly withdrew his hand in a panic, clenched it into a fist, and tightly wrapped his ring finger in the entire palm, because there was Zhi'er's breath on the ring finger.

"Ahem." Murong Zhi also wiped her lips with her hand in embarrassment, and after taking a deep breath, after making sure that her face was not too red, her eyes looked at Ling Mochen without blinking-

"Ling Mochen, these questions I asked you, you either choose not to answer them, or answer them truthfully, do you know?"

"Hmm." Ling Mochen bowed his head slightly. Depend on! What's going on with this well-behaved look?

"First, have you ever married a wife? Second, have you ever had a crush on someone you liked? Third, are you, uh, still clean? As soon as Murong Zhi finished speaking, the roots of her ears blushed to her neck. This is the first time I'm planning to chase boy paper!

After listening to Murong Zhi's question, the corners of Ling Mochen's mouth couldn't help but rise, and the smile in his eyes seemed to overflow his eyes, and after looking at Murong Zhi's embarrassed appearance, he smiled even more demonicly.

"Ahem, don't laugh! Do you say it or not. Murong Zhi saw Ling Mochen smiling so happily, but she was a little panicked in her heart, and hurriedly turned her head away from Ling Mochen. After waiting for almost a stick of incense, the light in Murong Zhi's eyes gradually dimmed-

"Okay, I know, Your Highness, I won't ...... in the future"

"First, this king has never married a wife, second, in the past twenty years, this king has never had a crush, and third, this king has a habit of cleanliness." Seeing Murong Zhi's disappointed expression, Ling Mochen had no intention of teasing her anymore, looking at Murong Zhi and saying word by word, serious and affectionate.

"Really?!"

"Seriously."

"Good!" Murong Zhi stood up suddenly, crossed her hands on her hips, smiled in her eyes, and said to Ling Mochen proudly: "Ling Mochen, I have taken a fancy to you, this girl plans to chase you!" ”

"No need to chase, this king is here." Seeing Murong Zhi's delicate appearance, Ling Mochen pretended to be domineering, and looked at Murong Zhi's eyes as if his daughter had finally grown up and sensible, which was gratifying. Wait, Ling Mochen doesn't care how old Murong Zhi is! What the hell is this?

"Huh? No, I mean......" Murong Zhi was still wondering, did the ancients not know what it meant to chase?

Without waiting for Murong Zhi to finish speaking, Ling Mochen suddenly pulled Murong Zhi into his arms and let her sit on his lap-

"Zhi'er means, that's right, right?"

Before the surprise in Murong Zhi's eyes faded, Ling Mochen leaned over and kissed Murong Zhi, this kiss was very shallow, like a dragonfly dotting water. Murong Zhi only felt that her lips were suddenly a little warm, and this warmth quickly left, leaving a tingling feeling.

"Fool, this king has long said that he will wait for you." Since I said that I would wait for you, why would I be tired of you chasing me? All you need to do is turn around.