Mo Xiaomo sat down in front of Qin Qing and nodded blankly.

Looking at Mo Xiaomo, who looked dumbfounded, Qin Qing put down the book in his hand, took out the food box he brought when he left in the morning, and laid out the pastries one by one.

Mo Xiaomo raised his hand to touch the pastry, but was rewarded by Qin Qing with a teppanyaki!

He stared at Qin Qing with his head tilted and his pitiful little eyes accusatory, and pouted to express his dissatisfaction.

Qin Qing reluctantly picked up the hot towel that had been warm on the side and wiped Mo Xiaomo's hands carefully. "Your hands are not clean, and you can't eat well."

Mo Xiaomo lowered his eyes and looked at the man who was holding a towel to wipe his hands seriously, and the discomfort in his heart was even worse, this cold and lonely man, this man who was indifferent to everything, this man who looked demonic and fell into the city, this man who was about to become the emperor of the future Great Zhou, was now wiping his hands, looking at the man's white and slender fingers, crystal clear, although he was holding a towel, he did not reduce his beauty at all.

Mo Xiaomo twitched his sour nose, his eyes were hot, and he had a premonition that the task should be about to be completed, thinking that if the task was completed, he would have to leave, and he was a little reluctant to let this man who was cold on the outside and hot on the inside.

Hearing the sound of snorting, Qin Qing raised his eyes and saw Mo Xiaomo looking at him with red eyes, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and he was about to raise his hand to touch Mo Xiaomo's head, but found that the hair bun that was specially tied up because of entering the palace today, he bypassed the top of his hair, pinched Mo Xiaomo's fleshy face, felt the soft touch of his hands, and thought that it was better for the master to raise himself, and he was satisfied, and said in a comfortable mood, "Why Erya, isn't it moved by the master to cry?" ”

This pinch is amazing, Mo Xiaomo couldn't hold back the tears for a while, and he couldn't stop the sparse uproar.

Looking at Mo Xiaomo, who suddenly burst into tears, Qin Qing hurriedly wiped Mo Xiaomo's tears, and said while wiping, "I'm moved, tell my master, but don't cry, I'm all crying when I look at the makeup I painted." ”

Looking at Qin Qing's flustered methods, Mo Xiaomo wiped the tears that flowed out of his eyes, and threw himself into Qin Qing's arms, "It's not it!" Wiped all the tears and snot on Qin Qing's dark brocade robe, covered the reluctance and sadness in his eyes, and said, "This girl is not moved, don't be amorous, hum~!" It's just that it's too cold and a little freezing. ”

Qin Qing hugged Mo Xiaomo, looked at Mo Xiaomo, who was covered in tears and snot, smiled helplessly, and his subordinates gently smoothed the back of Mo Xiaomo, who was already crying to the point of hiccups, and said in a serious tone, "Yes, yes, ”

"Hiccup~, just, hiccup~, it's the master, hiccup~hiccup~......" found that he couldn't say anything, Mo Xiaomo was ashamed, broke away from Qin Qing's embrace, pointed at Qin Qing and said, "It's all master, hiccup~!" ”

Qin Qing hid the smile in his eyes, and nodded again and again, "Yes, yes, yes, master's fault, do you still eat pastries?" If you don't eat the master, let people withdraw~. ”

"Eat! Who said not to eat! Belch~! Mo Xiaomo was annoyed and ashamed, and he picked up the pastry at the desk and stuffed it into his mouth, looking at Mo Xiaomo, who was like a hamster, and smiled teasingly.

The carriage stopped when it reached the Chongwu Gate, and the regulations of the Great Zhou Dynasty that no matter whose carriage was allowed to enter the palace, they had to get off the carriage and walk into the palace when they arrived at the main gate.

Qin Qing got out of the carriage first, stood under the carriage and waited for Mo Xiaomo, who was still cleaning up in the carriage, and as soon as he raised his eyes, he saw Qin Lan, the fourth prince in a moon-white brocade robe, walking towards him, his brows furrowed slightly, his body was slightly sideways, listening to the movement in the carriage, that stupid woman must be clumsy again.

I had no choice but to nod to Qin Lan and get into the carriage.