"Leaving the Jing'an Palace? Why. Ye Qiqi was obviously stunned for a moment, and then a pair of big black and white eyes stared straight at Mo Hanqing and said, "Have you forgotten that now it's your turn to be my personal guard, Mo Xiaosan!?" ”

“……”

Mo Hanqing's originally indifferent expression changed instantly when she heard the last three words of her words.

"What, looking at your appearance, do you want to regret it?" Ye Qiqi looked at his sudden look, narrowed his eyes, approached him, and asked in a low voice.

"It's not ......" Mo Hanqing looked at her little face as white as jade, hesitated for a moment, and then said with difficulty: "I lied to you before, it's my fault, I am willing to be your personal guard...... But...... Can this name not be called Mo Xiaosan? ”

"Why?" Ye Qiqi blinked, looked at him and asked.

“……”

Why? Because this funny name doesn't fit my cold image at all!!

Mo Hanqing looked at her helplessly.

"You don't like the name Mo Xiaosan?"

"Hmm."

"Oh...... All right. Ye Qiqi nodded and agreed.

"You don't need to call me Mo Xiaosan?" Mo Hanqing looked at her with some surprise, as if she didn't expect her to agree so happily.

"Yes." Ye Qiqi looked at him calmly.

"Okay."

The corners of Mo Hanqing's lips hooked, and a hanging heart finally let go.

Ye Qiqi glanced at him, turned his head, lifted the curtains of the car window, and looked outside again.

Silence suddenly returned to the carriage.

After a while, Ye Qiqi turned his head and asked Mo Hanqing as if inadvertently, "Your Highness, what color do you like?" ”

"Black." Mo Hanqing was slightly stunned, and then replied quickly.

"And what flowers do you like?"

"Gentleman's Orchid."

"What season do you like?"

"Winter."

"What numbers do you like?"

"Nine."

"Oh." Ye Qiqi nodded.

Mo Hanqing looked at her with some confusion and asked casually, "Why are you asking this?" ”

Ye Qiqi showed a bright smile at him, and asked in a crisp voice: "That Mo Xiaohei, Mo Xiaolan, Mo Xiaodong, Mo Xiaojiu, which name do you like?" ”

“……”

The corners of Mo Hanqing's mouth couldn't help twitching.

Mo Xiaohei, Mo Xiaolan, Mo Xiaodong, Mo Xiaojiu?

What are these things!?

"Your Highness?" Seeing that he didn't react for a long time, Ye Qiqi couldn't help but reach out and push his arm and said, "Which one do you like??" ”

"These names...... What are they all for?? Mo Hanqing was silent for two seconds, and asked in a low voice.

"Oh, that's your name when you were my personal bodyguard." Ye Qiqi replied with a smile: "Come on, which one do you like?" ”

"Can't you call Mo Hanqing?"

"No, if we go out together in the future, when I send you, I always call you Mo Hanqing, won't others know that you are the king of Jing'an?" Ye Qiqi looked at him with a serious expression and said, "The dignified King Jing'an came to be a little guard for me, others will laugh at you." ”

……

Why do I think that if others knew that I was called Mo Xiaohei, Mo Xiaolan, Mo Xiaodong, and Mo Xiaojiu by you, they would laugh at me even more......

Mo Hanqing looked at the sky with a speechless expression.

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Today is over, Momoda.