"I'm sorry, Your Highness the Prince. It's all my fault, please don't be upset......"

"You go!" Mo Jue exploded with a bang, startling a tree of birds.

Bai Xiaomeng lowered her head, her hands were twisted together, and tears fell down, what kind of sadness it was to be reprimanded so harshly by someone she liked.

She was reluctant to go.

She still has something she wants to give him.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, actually...... Before that pomegranate flower purse, I also embroidered one. ”

Bai Xiaomeng's voice was a little choked, she took out the purse of the mandarin duck playing in the water from her sleeve, held it tremblingly with both hands, and handed it to Mo Jue, "This is my initial intention, I hope - I hope you - "

She said it!

She actually said it! It's also sent out!

She is cowardly and incompetent, she is timid and afraid, and she is like a waste of wood, and she even said something to confess.

"Bai Xiaomeng! You pig! What are you doing there? Don't roll over to Lao Tzu yet! ”

An extremely sharp explosion came from the door of the room on the right, Bai Qi was wearing a moon-white sect robe, his eyes were round, and the black eyes were burning with blazing flames, and he roared angrily at his sister-in-law, "You want to die!" What are you stunned about? Can't understand people, do you? ”

Bai Xiaomeng, who was immersed in shyness and guilt, was suddenly woken up by his poisonous brother, suddenly raised his head, trembling with fright, and subconsciously put his hands behind his back, and the purse of the mandarin duck playing in the water was naturally hidden behind him.

It's over, it's over.

If the elder brother finds out that she secretly likes the prince, she will definitely be skinned.

In an instant, all the charming love silk and the shyness of confession were all gone, leaving only the trembling of the prostrate brother.

Bai Qi was angry.

What did he see as soon as he pushed the door?

His stupid girl like a stupid rabbit actually gave the prince a purse?!

Today, on the martial arts training ground, I heard that Cousin Luo gave the prince a purse, and he was blocked in his heart. Angry, he held back his room for more than an hour.

This is good, he heard the movement and went out, but he saw an even more terrifying scene - he really wanted to tear Bai Xiaomeng's hands apart!

"Brother, I ......"

"What are you? Get out of here! ”

Bai Qi is an anxious person, and before Bai Xiaomeng came over, he had already walked over, grabbed his sister's ear, and unceremoniously lifted it, warning with a vicious face, "Okay, you don't cultivate well, you don't practice seriously, and you think about some nonsense all day long!" It must be that Lao Tzu has not practiced enough! ”

If he hadn't appeared in time, this dead girl would have confessed to Mo Jue.

Darn!

He doesn't have a knack.

A waste who can't even beat himself, what qualifications does he have to covet his cousin, and what qualifications do he have to get the heart of his own sister? Let's eat shi!

Of course, these foul words, Bai Qi only scolded in his heart. What if one day Mo Jue ascends the throne as the emperor and copies the eighteenth generation of the Bai family's ancestors.

"Brother, now is not the time to cultivate." Bai Xiaomeng lowered her head and protested in a small voice.

"How dare you quibble? I think you're tired of being crooked! Bai Qi pulled Bai Xiaomeng's hair and dragged her downstairs, "Let's go, pick up the dung!" If you don't pick up a thousand buckets of dung today, you won't want to sleep! ”

"Baby-brother, you lighten it, your hair hurts." Bai Xiaomeng t-t