"Sister, are you still angry with your sister?" Seeing that Bai Mo ignored herself, Han Yuyan was surprisingly good-tempered today, and she wanted to start a fire early in the past.

When a pair of embroidered shoes embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water appeared in Bai Mo's eyes, Bai Mo raised his head faintly and looked at the smiling woman in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart Such a beauty, but his heart was more poisonous than a snake and scorpion, a little sigh and looked at her expressionlessly, stared at her for a while, and suddenly laughed and said: "Sister, don't you want to stab me with a knife again?" ”

As soon as she said this, Han Yuyan could be said to have been half provoked, but she held back her anger, and a stiff smile pulled up at the corner of her mouth and said: "How can it be, I believe that my sister will not blame my sister." ”

Bai Mo looked at her and didn't speak, just smiled faintly, Han Yuyan was a little hairy by Bai Mo, and quickly changed the topic and said, "My sister's clothes today can be described as particularly moving." ”

"Thank you Miss Han for the compliment." After speaking, he lowered his eyes, and his long eyelashes cast a small shadow, Han Yuyan saw that Bai Mo ignored herself, anger and embarrassment overflowed on her face, but it was not easy to attack, and her face was red and purple, but she didn't have the slightest intention of leaving.

"But I think my sister is missing an accessory in her outfit today." Han Yuyan continued with an embarrassed face.

"What accessories should that sister bring?" Bai Mo seemed to know Han Yuyan's intention, and looked up and asked.

Seeing that Bai Mo looked up and ignored herself, Han Yuyan could be regarded as a chance, and said to Bai Mo with a smile of "sincerity": "According to my sister, the jade pendant that my sister won last time in the ugly eight monsters is fine." ”

"Han ....."

"Miss Han can be said to be very forgetful, at that time, my sister told you that on the way back, Yu Pei had already asked a son to buy it at a large price." Before Bai Mo could speak, Mo Chen hurriedly said.

Looking at Mo Chen's behavior, as a sister, Bai Mo can be described as very confused and distressed, I clearly remember that when I first came, the little boy with tears has become different, I don't know when, the child with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth and a slight smile in his eyes is gone, and now he is not so smiling, and he has lost the innocence he should have as a child, but when he mentions this jade pendant, Mo Chen seems to have changed back to the boy before, I don't know if it's good or bad.

As if sensing his sister's gaze, Mo Chen stiffened slightly, but immediately returned to his original state, sat next to the sound of white foam, did not say a word, and his original expression faded away, and finally turned into nothing.

"As Mo Chen said, the jade pendant has been bought, and I regret it for a while." Listening to Bai Mo's words, Mo Chen's tense little face relaxed. But Han Yuyan's face was half black when she heard this, and when she was about to have a seizure, she saw the eighth prince walking in from the main entrance of the square, and in a blink of an eye, he walked to him with a white face. Bai Mo rolled his eyes, and continued to bury his head in hard work, as if he didn't see him, and the eighth prince just took a deep look at this side, and then turned around and went to the other side.

Suddenly, a bell rang one after another, and in everyone's ears, everyone returned to their positions as quickly as possible, and Bai Mo looked at everyone's behavior, a little unclear. "The emperor and the queen are here, the national teacher and the grandfather."

When the twelfth sound was over, a group of figures appeared in people's field of vision, Bai Mo looked along everyone's field of vision, a middle-aged man in his thirties and forties, his appearance was somewhat similar to the appearance of the eighth prince, there was a noble woman beside him, this must be the emperor, followed by the grandfather and a group of them, looking at it, they didn't see the figure of the suspected national teacher, turned his face to look at Mo Chen and saw that his expression was faint, and he hesitated for a while and asked, "The national teacher didn't come today?" ”

Mo Chen turned his face to look at Bai Mo, a little puzzled, and looked at his sister to ask this kind of question, but he didn't say anything, just nodded slightly.

Then I listened to Bai Mo chirping and said: "I heard that the national teacher is as beautiful as a fairy, and likes to wear red and purple clothes, which can be described as a demon who has escaped from it!"

Listening to this sentence, Mo Chen can be said to be unashamed, it turned out that he was going for the beauty of others.

"Haven't you seen the national teacher, why do you still say that you have heard about it?" Hearing this, Bai Mo stiffened, paused and said, "It's been a long time, I can't remember clearly." ”

Mo Chen looked at her and didn't speak, at this time, the emperor and the queen were already sitting in the position where they should be sitting, and before their buttocks were hot, they opened their mouths and said: "Master Guoshi, I am a little unwell today, and I will come in half an hour, please wait patiently." The deep voice was transferred to the ears of everyone present with the help of this rich spiritual power.

"This national teacher is so!." After listening to the emperor's words, Bai Mo accidentally burst into a foul mouth, and accidentally increased the volume, successfully winning the attention of the people around him, Bai Mo was embarrassed for a moment, apologized to the people next to him with a smile, and saw that everyone turned around, and then secretly exhaled.

Looking at his sister's behavior, the corners of Mo Chen's mouth began to rise slightly, and there was a smile in his eyes, and when the smile was about to increase, it suddenly faded again, but the serious smile did not fade. has been slowly blurring in the inky black pupils, becoming an inextricable tenderness like water.