Just when Ning Yujin moved slowly, trying to find a far corner to hide her presence, Mo Jingxiao raised his thin lips slightly and said to her.
"Oh." Ning Yujin took a deep breath, maintained a generous and sacrificial heart, held out her chest and walked forward with a "stride" of righteousness.
Mo Jingxiao looked at her small steps, and his dark and narrow eyes dimmed: "The injury on your leg is not healed yet?"
Ning Yujin's twitchy posture froze, and her face was stunned: He really knew.
"A little skin injury, it's fine." She chuckled, not daring to crawl any further this time. She walked to Mo Jingxiao in a few steps and stood five steps away from him.
Mo Jingxiao leaned forward slightly, looked at her face with raised eyebrows, and couldn't help but narrow his eyes: "Are you afraid of me?"
This voice was slightly cold, and to Ning Yujin's ears, it was like the prelude to the coming storm.
She quickly stood up straight and lowered her head, her slightly trembling eyelashes blocked the reflection in her eyes, and said hurriedly: "What are you talking about, His Highness Prince Ding? We are definitely not afraid of you, but we look up at you with admiration."
I respect you. I think you are so wise, mighty, mighty and unparalleled in the world and love the people like a son..."
"Okay," Mo Jingxiao interrupted her, his eyes suddenly opened with a smile, "Don't talk nonsense anymore."
This sentence is used every time, and the meaning of deception is too obvious.
"Yes." Ning Yujin nodded happily, feeling relieved.
Sure enough, Mo Jingxiao even laughed when he saw it.
etc……
Can Mo Jingxiao's cold face smile?
She was shocked in her heart. The moment she lowered her head, she suddenly raised it up. She widened her beautiful eyes and looked at the man in front of her.
Broad shoulders, long arms, erect posture.
Even while sitting, those two slender legs made the brocade-woven ink robe look sharp and angular, and the python pattern embroidered with purple and gold embroidery thread on the chest gave it a majestic aura.
And those slightly raised eyebrows are really smiling, like flowers blooming on the ice and snow.
Outstanding elegance and supreme elegance.
Ning Yujin swallowed unconsciously and admitted that she was a nymphomaniac at this moment.
Mo Jingxiao closed his eyelids, dropped his rare smile without leaving any trace, and said calmly: "Stand over a little longer."
"Ah?" Ning Yujin looked at the distance between the two and said with some embarrassment, "Isn't this bad?"
They were already so close. If she stood any closer, her legs would become weak!
"Aren't you afraid of me? Since you're not afraid, why not come in a little bit?" The corners of Boliang's sexy lips were slightly hooked. Mo Jingxiao picked up the tea cup on the table and slowly used the cup lid to fiddle with the water floating on the water.
tea.
The tea leaves stood upright, like a barb on someone's body. After being pushed away by the tea cover, they quickly rebounded and returned to their original appearance.
A barely visible smile appeared on the corner of his lips. When he looked up, he saw Ning Yujin still standing there and twitching. He couldn't help but frown: "I can eat people?"
"Haha, King Ding is really good at joking, of course you can't eat people!"
But you can’t eat people, but you can kill people!
Ning Yujin waved her hands and smiled, lowered her head to cover the corners of her stiff mouth, and slowly took two steps forward.
She was standing and Mo Jingxiao was sitting, and their eyes met in mid-air.
That man's sharpness, that man's broadness, that man's handsomeness, all were caught in her eyes without missing a beat.
She burst into tears in her heart. It seemed like she would have to eat more tall food when she went back. This feeling of being oppressed by someone's height really made her want to cry.
Mo Jingxiao took out an ebony box with gold lacquer edges from his cuff and placed it on the table. He pushed it in the direction of Ning Yujin and said calmly: "Thank you."
Ning Yujin's face immediately changed in a second. Just a moment ago, she was so depressed that she wanted to cry, but now she smiled and rolled her eyes.
"His Royal Highness Prince Ding is so polite. We are lucky to be able to do our best for His Highness. Look, what are you doing? By the way, what's in the box?"
Barely giving Mo Jingxiao a chance to regret it, while Ning Yujin was saying polite words, her hand slipped over and quickly took the box.
The ebony box was not big, just like a ring box, but the workmanship was still quite exquisite, because she turned around and looked at it for a long time without actually opening the box.
After poking here and there and studying it for a while, she didn't know where to press it. The box suddenly made a "click" sound, and a machine lock that was only half the size of a fingernail suddenly popped out!
The small lock was engraved with various incomprehensible patterns. Ning Yujin lowered her head and fiddled with it for a while, but she couldn't figure it out.
She had no choice but to bravely ask Mo Jingxiao: "Your Highness Prince Ding, how do you open this box?"
Mo Jingxiao watched her entire movements in his eyes. It wasn't until Ning Yujin asked a question that he said slowly: "Use the key."
Depend on it!
You didn't tell me you had the key earlier!
As a person with moral character, even if he is unhappy in his heart, he cannot show it on his face. Ning Yujin narrowed his eyes with a smile and asked: "Then may I ask, Your Highness, where is the key?"
Mo Jingxiao looked calm and calm and said: "I am here."
Depend on it!
If you have the key, why don't you hand it over earlier!
Ning Yujin felt that the smile on her face was almost frozen, and her voice was forced into a gentle whisper: "Then, Your Highness Prince Ding, can you give me the key so that I can open the box?"
Mo Jingxiao lowered his head and took a sip of the tea in his hand. The exposed half of his face was rendered into a warm outline by the orange light, but looking at this posture, he was already absolutely beautiful.
But in such a charming picture, he said slowly: "I forgot where I put it."
Depend on it!
Don't pull me, I told you not to pull me, I'm going to beat someone up!
The corners of Ning Yujin's mouth twitched wildly, and the veins on her forehead throbbed. Her twisted facial expression was so ferocious that she couldn't find any words to describe it.
She just said that she and Mo Jingxiao are natural enemies, and God always likes to put them together. What if she can't bear it one day and pounces on Mo Jingxiao?
Well, that day will never come.
His arms couldn't twist his thighs, and Ning Yujin couldn't fight Mo Jingxiao.
But if force is not enough, she can poison him!
Arsenic and Hedinghong are too direct and unskilled. After all, she is also a master of poison making. How can it not be so easy to come up with a poison that does not kill people but makes life worse than death?
When the time comes, she secretly drops it into his tea, making him feel all kinds of pain. Finally, he hugs her thigh in dejection and begs her to save him, crying until he has runny nose and tears.
And she raised her chin proudly, put her hands on her hips and laughed for three minutes!
Oops, she couldn't help but feel a little excited when she thought of this scene.
"My saliva is almost drooling."
The light voice was like a sharp blade, bursting all the colorful bubbles at once.
Ning Yujin quickly came to her senses and hurriedly wiped the corners of her mouth. The man on the seat was as steady as a rock, elegant and luxurious.
This is called, the ideal is very full, the reality is very skinny.