My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 2: Nine hundred and fortieth

Chapter 1504 2.940 I promise you

With a small head drooping, he looks very dejected.

Prince Mo's heart shrank slightly, and he hurried forward, and as soon as he reached out his hand, he picked up the little thing from the stone pier and hugged it into his arms, "What's the matter?"

The little guy raised his head, and then he could see that the little thing's eyes were moist, and it was obvious that he wanted to cry.

Prince Mo Dang even panicked, hugged her and asked softly, "Jojo, what's the matter? Who bullied us, Jojo? Tell me! I'll help you beat him!"

"You guys." Qiao Mu pressed a small mouth tightly, and squeezed the moisture back under his eyes.

No crying, no crying!

The weak can cry at every turn!

She is a person who strives to become a strong person. How can she be defeated by a little setback!

"Us?" Moline glanced quietly at the little tree man who was hiding behind the stone pier.

The cold light in the eyes rushed over his face, and immediately the little tree man shook his body from the cold, and sneaked into the gap of the stone pier, wishing to hide his whole body up and down.

Hey--he blames him for speaking wrongly!

Qiao Mu suddenly stretched out a pair of small arms, firmly encircled Moline's neck, arched his head around his neck, and cried out pitifully, "I'll go with you."

"Where to go?" Classmate Moline really couldn't figure out what the little guy was yelling at.

"Go to the Tower of Punishment together."

Speaking of the four words for the Tower of Punishment, Mo Lin's icy eyes seemed to be poured into a layer of cold mist, and she suddenly looked at the little tree man hiding on the side of the crack in the stone pier.

Besides him, who else would use the word Tower of Punishment in front of the little guy?

"I'll go through that seventeen-story **** tower with you. Let's bring back the rotten peach blossom!" Qiao Mu moved around his neck, a small head digging back and forth on the side of his head.

Mo Lin's heart was almost transformed by her cute behavior, she reached out her hand to hug her, and simply hugged her and sat on the stone pier.

"You can't go, Jojo."

"Why?" Qiao Mu stared with big eyes, then drooped his head and said softly, "I know, I am too weak."

"No. How could my Jojo be too weak." Moline hugged her and shook her small body, raised her hand to support her head, "Jojo, Jojo, Joe Joe. You are still young, you can't go to that place."

"Give me half a year~IndoMTL.com~No! Five months! I promise you that I will come to Shuntianfu to find you, okay?"

Qiao Mu shook his little head like a rattle, and firmly grasped his shirt with both hands.

This man, this nasty man.

In the past, when he was tired of being by her side all day long, she hadn't noticed anything, but now, when she learned that he was about to leave her, her heart was so flustered that she didn't know it.

"Big liar!" Qiao Mu looked at him pitifully and exclaimed, "Qiuqiu said, you will be imprisoned in the Tower of Punishment for a hundred years before you can come out! Just like rotten peach blossoms! Rotten peach blossoms also come out. Not coming! You can't come out either! You can't come out anymore!"

"The ball!!" Moline yelled angrily.

Qiuqiu immediately stretched out two tree branches to cover his non-existent ears!

Woo woo woo... The ball is wrong, the ball mouth is cheap, the ball never dare to talk nonsense anymore!

(End of this chapter)