Hilarious Pampered Consort: Lord I Will Wait for Your Divorce Chapter 185: Myna is angry 2

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"It's nothing." Qu Tan'er raised her eyes and glanced at him, then continued in a daze. Even when Mo Jingxuan sat across from her, he didn't pay much attention. However, if people stare at you for too long, even if the person sitting opposite you is a handsome guy, you will feel very unhappy. So, she curled her little lips and asked in a weird tone: "Dating on a blind date, are you looking at it so carefully?"

"Ahem..."

Mo Jingxuan was suddenly startled, coughed slightly, and immediately looked away, not even daring to glance at Qu Tan'er.

The handsome face is also very embarrassed...

Qu Tan'er twitched the corner of her mouth, too lazy to respond.

Yesterday, he asked if he could come to the snowy courtyard more often. Unexpectedly, he came after just one night. He really knew how to take advantage of it. Unfortunately, Yue La is not here now. She said she was helping Mo Jingxuan build a bridge, which was just a joke she made out of interest.

Fate is something that depends on the individual.

For example, he is a majestic prince, Yushu Linfeng, he is really serious and does not need her to intervene at all, right?

"What is Sister-in-law eight thinking?"

"Thinking about something." I really miss you and Yuela, ugh.

"What are you thinking about? Tell me and I'll break it down for you."

"What's the matter with you?" Qu Tan'er glanced at him, not pretending to be gentle. After all, she had been exposed in front of Mo Jingxuan and had no image at all.

"Ba Ge's face is a little ugly." Mo Jingxuan said softly.

"Oh." What does it have to do with her?

"I just came back from the racecourse, and my face didn't look that good."

"Huh?" Tsk, it's really long, it lasted all night, it's long enough.

"Sister-in-law Eight, don't you think there's anything wrong?"

"I don't think so."

"Sister-in-law Eight, think about it seriously."

"I don't want to use my brain." Just kidding, Mo Liancheng was unhappy, and it seemed to have nothing to do with her.

A flash of light suddenly flashed in Mo Jingxuan's eyes, and he asked tentatively: "Does Eighth Sister-in-law like Eighth Brother?"

"I am the eighth princess now." Qu Tan'er has been in ancient times for two years, and her best skill is cheating and practicing Tai Chi.

"My eighth brother treats my eighth sister-in-law a little differently, otherwise, yesterday..."

"Shi Xue has met the Fourteenth Prince."

Mo Jingxuan was halfway through his words, but before he got to the main topic, he was interrupted by a cold female voice.

At this time, a woman in blue with a sword stepped out from the side room. She had a heroic appearance, but just like her voice, she gave people a cold feeling. She came out and greeted Mo Jingxuan, then turned to Qu Tan'er and said respectfully: "Shi Xue has met the princess."

Although the words are respectful, they are not blessed.

His status is obviously not low.

If she was really Mo Liancheng's adopted sister, she wouldn't need to be a servant.

"Shi Xue, why are you here?" When Mo Jingxuan saw Shi Xue coming out, he immediately stood up with a smile, and stretched out his big hand, naturally pulling her closer to him.

"Yes." Shi Xue frowned slightly, but held back and did not wave away.

"Brother Fourteenth, I suggest you let go first before we talk." Qu Tan'er felt a little pain for Shi Xue's injury, and kindly reminded Mo Jingxuan that after all, the woman whose arm he held was My hand was seriously injured.

"Shi Xue, are you injured?" Mo Jingxuan was startled and hurriedly opened Shi Xue's sleeves to see what happened.

"Shi Xue is fine." Shi Xue stepped back, not letting Mo Jingxuan touch her.

"I have to see where you are injured. No, I'd better let the doctor come and take a look before I can rest assured." Mo Jingxuan was so anxious that he couldn't care about anything and just pulled Shi Xue away. Anyone else present was completely forgotten.