Dare you call him beautiful? Sima Yi's hand holding the cup suddenly tightened. He took a hard breath and suppressed the displeasure in his heart: "Ahem... Ran Di, this... man can't say beautiful, like
It's me, you can call me rich, handsome, charming, charming..."
Look how beautiful he is! Mo Ranran glanced at him disdainfully and ignored him!
"It's rare to meet the crown prince and the third prince. Why don't you ask them to come with us?"
Sima Yi was used to Mo Ranran's attitude, so he didn't get angry and continued to be verbose!
"Wouldn't it be better for you to just go over and eat with them?" Mo Ranran stood up coolly. She didn't want to eat with them. Eating with them was depressing and uncomfortable!
Seeing Mo Ranran about to stand up, Sima Yi hurriedly grabbed her arm: "I'm kidding you, Brother Ran! Are you so angry so easily?"
Sima Yi was secretly happy. It seemed that Ran Di really didn't like the prince and the third prince. Could it be that she only liked herself in her heart?
Sima Yi never expected that Mo Ranran hated him at all, and hated him very much! She had been avoiding this person, but this person... actually followed her like a mangy dog!
Mo Ranran actually didn't know why she hated him, she just didn't want to be in contact with certain people, that's all!
Sima Yi said so, and Mo Ranran couldn't refuse. Just as he sat down, the waiter also brought some food, and he ate something casually. It was getting late, so Mo Ranran left.
"Miss, miss... have you bought it back?"
As soon as she secretly returned to the yard, Ping'er came over quietly and asked mysteriously!
"buy what?"
Mo Ranran had long forgotten what she wanted to buy. Ping'er saw Mo Ranran's empty hands and sighed helplessly: "Rouge gouache, the princes are coming to the house tomorrow..."
Mo Ran Ran Mo, she doesn't want to be famous at all, okay? This is true for Ping'er. Do you really want her to be the concubine of some prince or prince? Can you be a little ambitious?
"Ping'er, where is Wenwen?"
I didn't see that girl when I came back. I don't know where she went! Wenwen can't keep this girl. Although she is getting closer to the Eighth Madam now, the Eighth Madam should also know her temper, and she definitely won't.
Keep her for too long!
"Ah... Miss, are you looking for her? I will look for her for you!"
Mo Ranran nodded, walked into the room, poured himself a cup of tea and drank it, put down the cup, and the two people walked in: "Miss, Wenwen is here..."
Wenwen followed Ping'er with her head lowered, as if she was afraid of Mo Ranran.
But Mo Ranran knew that she was not afraid of her. If she was really afraid, she would not say anything nonsense to the Eighth Madam.
"Wenwen, do you really want to follow the Eighth Lady?"
He glanced at Wenwen lightly with his eyes. This girl was very pretty. Although she was not as gorgeous as the Eighth Lady, she was not much different from Yuan Yan!
"I dare not..."
Wenwen thought that Mo Ranran was going to settle a score with her, so she was so frightened that she knelt down, her shoulders trembling uncontrollably. It turned out that she was just a courageous person!
"Actually, you have a really nice face!"
Mo Ranran walked over and knelt down, raised Wenwen's head, and looked at her thoughtfully!
"Miss...slave..."
Wenwen was so frightened that she almost cried. She suddenly thought of how cold the young lady was that night? That was no joke, she knew it!
"Oh, actually, Miss, I admire you very much. You are a smart girl, but it's a pity that you are destined to be a girl!"
There is a saying in ancient times that a girl's body is a girl's destiny. This Wenwen looks very young!
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