Jiao Mengmeng returned to the General's Mansion again, when she left in a fit of anger, this time she came back, and she was also looked at by many people.

But their eyes were full of surprise at her. A man who left the General's Mansion could still come back......

Jiao Mengmeng was puzzled by the way they looked at her, but she didn't say anything. This time she came back with a grudge.

It's still the usual yard and the luggage that she hasn't taken away for many days.

This luggage had been held by Fu Zixuan before, and now that she got it back, it was useless for her.

"Fu Zixuan, I hate you!" Jiao Mengmeng roared through the door, with an indescribable fierce look in her eyes.

Fu Zixuan was reading a military book in the study, and when he heard her words, he shook his head and smiled, quite helpless.

After Jiao Mengmeng left, Ye Ying's room was much more idle. Without Jiao Mengmeng interfering with him, he could finally implement the next step.

Ye Ying coveted Fu Zihao for a long time, and tonight he decided to do it.

The moon is exceptionally good tonight, Jiao Mengmeng moved a stool to go out to see the moon, and the melon seed shell fell to the ground. Anyway, she's fine, there is still a while before Fu Zixuan sleeps.

Sitting in the courtyard, she lowered her eyes a little and could see Fu Zixuan's figure illuminated by the candle flame in the window.

Jiao Mengmeng looked at him while munching melon seeds, what a good person, why is he such a bad character. Sure enough, no one is perfect!

Jiao Mengmeng was full of emotion, and when she thought of the fate of completing the ninety-seven pieces next, her head instantly grew.

Fu Zixuan's eyes kept on the book, but he could feel that someone was looking at him, and he knew who that person was.

lasted for half an hour, Jiao Mengmeng's eyes didn't move, and her mouth didn't stop.

Fu Zixuan couldn't help it, put down the book and looked back. Jiao Mengmeng reacted quickly and quickly looked away. Fu Zixuan's cold voice sounded, "Jiao Mengmeng is here!" ”

Jiao Mengmeng pursed her lips, put the remaining melon seeds into her arms, and reluctantly walked into the room, "I don't know what the general is looking for me?" ”

Fu Zixuan didn't look at her, and said a few words in a commanding tone.

"Peel melon seeds for this king!"

Jiao Mengmeng thought she had misheard, "What? ”

"Peel melon seeds." When he said it the second time, Fu Zixuan was already obviously impatient.

Jiao Mengmeng's face is full of black lines, what kind of person. Took away her human rights, and now they want to rob her of snacks.

"I see."

Fu Zixuan continued to read, Jiao Mengmeng didn't want to speak, and swallowed melon seeds vigorously.

The silent room soon filled the room with the crisp sound of sluggling melon seeds.

Outside the window, a strong wind blew, tree branches flowed like ghostly figures, and the streets were empty. The red lanterns in front of each house are like the eyes of the night, looking at things that others can't see.

Ye Ying slipped into the Prince's Mansion with familiarity, and as a cold silver fox, he walked into Fu Zihao's courtyard in a grand manner. Let the passer-by wonder who he really is?

Ye Ying came to Fu Zihao's door, knocked on the door, and his movements were like flowing water.

Fu Zihao's gentle and magnetic voice came from inside the door, "Come in." ”

Ye Ying raised his feet and went in. Fu Zihao thought it was a maid, but it turned out to be Ye Ying, and he tightened his eyebrows.

"Why are you here?"

Ye Ying stood in front of him, his expression was solemn, and he looked at him very seriously, "Come to you." ”

Fu Zihao rubbed his eyebrows, he had never had a good impression of Ye Ying. "What are you looking for me?" After all, he is Jiao Mengmeng's friend, and Fu Zihao gives him face.

"I like you, I want to hug you!"

Ye Ying didn't even think about speaking directly.

Ye Ying's mood at that time was difficult to describe with surprise, nor was it frightened. He looked at him blankly, not knowing how to react. His brain lost control in that moment.

As a prince with such good cultivation, he suddenly wanted to burst into foul language at that moment!

Ye Ying saw that he didn't speak, and he didn't say either. He was waiting for Fu Zihao's answer, he didn't like to force people.

Fu Zihao realized that if he didn't speak, he might stand until tomorrow morning. This is not what he wants to see. Fu Zihao took a deep breath and cleared his throat in an effort to find his voice.

"Hehe, it's not funny at all if you're joking, if not, then I'm sorry, I don't like you."

Ye Ying had thought about this answer, but he felt extremely uncomfortable. He maintains his cold posture, neither humble nor lowly. "Oh yes, that bothered."

Ye Ying then left.

Fu Zihao kept watching Ye Ying leave and was a little difficult to come back to his senses, shouldn't it be a dream?

Jiao Mengmeng gave Fu Zixuan the melon seeds and began to warm his bed again. Fu Zixuan was leisurely, eating melon seeds while watching her warm the bed.

Jiao Mengmeng nested in the quilt and glared at him hatefully, and she didn't know how many times she scolded him.

Fu Zixuan was also looking at her, just from Jiao Mengmeng's eyes, he knew Jiao Mengmeng's attitude towards him. Fu Zixuan was not angry at all, but he liked to see her cheeks that couldn't hide any secrets.

"Don't you like the bell I gave you?"

Jiao Mengmeng was stunned, how could she talk about this. "I don't like it, I like it."

Does she dare say she doesn't like it? A minute is a butterfly knife!

Fu Zixuan followed up, "Then why don't you wear it?" ”

Jiao Mengmeng carefully distinguished the emotions in his tone, and finally concluded that he was angry. So he rolled his eyes, "I'm reluctant to wear it for fear of breaking it." ”

This is not a good answer, but at least it can give Fu Zixuan a small comfort. Although Fu Zixuan knew that this was not Jiao Mengmeng's true words.

"Put it on tomorrow."

This is Fu Zixuan's order, Jiao Mengmeng hurriedly nodded, "Okay." ”