My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 2: Sixty-eighth

Chapter 632 2.068 Overnight

"Kang Dang!" The sound of the return wind hitting the door frame abruptly.

Immediately, a long leg stepped out by the prince, he kicked out the door directly and rolled into the snow without any sound...

Turning his back to classmate Qiao, the prince's big eyes flashed suddenly, as bright as stars shaking, and folds dazzled.

Stabilizing his facial expression, the prince turned his head to look at his Qiao Qiao, the water gleamed in Feng's eyes, "Qiao Qiao, is it really?"

"It’s too snowy outside. It’s inconvenient for you to walk over." With a serious expression on Qiao Mu’s small face, he walked to the prince and took his hand, "You sleep in your own bed, I Sleeping brocade couch."

"No need, you sleep on the bed, I sleep on the brocade couch!" Mo Lin hugged the little guy, rubbed her head against her neck, and revealed a mouthful of porcelain white with a smile.

After the two of them washed each other, they were tired of whispering together for a while.

Qiao Mu suddenly remembered something and asked, "I heard that the thief Ding Dingding stole something from Concubine Zheng. Do you know what it is."

The prince looked a little uncomfortable and coughed, "I don't know."

"You must know." Seeing his look, Qiao Mu knew he was hiding it. He stretched his finger over and prodded him in the waist. "Say it! You said you know everything in front of me. Don’t hide anything."

What kind of concealment is this! The prince murmured secretly, he just didn't want to mention Zheng Ji's incident.

"What is it!" Look at the look of the prince, the more secretive it is, the more curious is Baby Joe, and the tone inevitably adds a bit of coquettishness.

Molin's heart was almost turned away by this little guy, but her expression was a bit embarrassed, and she bit her ears while holding the little thing, "Ding Dingding stole Zheng Ji's before..."

The voice lowered, but Baby Joe stared suddenly, and then yelled, "What? He actually stole Zheng Ji's belly..."

The prince hurriedly covered her yelling little mouth, and pressed the word "pocket" of the little devil to his lips.

The two of them looked at each other and couldn't help but chuck.

"Ding Ding Ding is too pitted. No wonder Zheng Ji regarded him as a deadly foe. As soon as he learned about him, he immediately went to the Second Prince's Mansion to arrest him."

"You don't know." Speaking of this all-pervasive Dingdingding, the prince was also a little angry, "This bug, he likes to post to people before stealing."

Qiao Mu's eyes widened with blisters, an unheard-of look~IndoMTL.com~What? He also posted a post to Zheng Ji before, saying that he would come to steal her belly..."

"Pocket?" Qiao Mu whispered to the Prince's ear.

Mo Lin held back a smile and shook her head, "I didn't say it was so explicit, anyway, I meant to steal Zheng Ji's most intimate things."

"It's useless to guard against death. At that time, the son and father king ordered that the outside of the Huaihua Palace was full of imperial guards, but it was like an iron bucket like this, the man still came and went freely. I doubt him, either What kind of special talisman is used, or it is the disguise technique." The prince said with a smile, "From then on, Zheng Ji hated this person to death."

"He is quite interesting." Qiao Mu also nodded his hair to express his opinion.

Prince Mo immediately became vigilant, raised her small face, and stared at his baby, "I tell you, this man is ugly! He with blue face and fangs does not look like a good person. You can't talk to him. Do you know about contact? Be good."

Student Qiao handed him a roll of eyes, "How can I get in touch with him, I don't know him."

(End of this chapter)