C11 (1/2)

”How should I know? I'm not a worm in her stomach.” Mo Ranran rubbed his forehead, then turned to look at her father.

Dad, your son is so wild, do you not care?

Mo Hao looked up to the sky.

Mo Ranran: ”...”

”Ranran knows but doesn't say it. Are you afraid of embarrassing yourself?” Mo Feiye raised his dark eyes slightly, and spoke with a teasing tone.

”It's not like I'm the one to be embarrassed. What do I have to be afraid of?” She simply did not want to go along with Mo Feiye.

”It's still early, how about I take Ranran to see a show?” He shifted position while hugging Mo Ranran, his voice sounding as delicate as a spring.

”I won't.” Mo Ranran knew that Mo Feiye was definitely not bringing her to see a real opera.

”Come, big brother will bring you to see a show.” As though he did not hear Mo Ranran's words, with a tap of his feet, Mo Feiye left the scene with Mo Ranran in his arms.

In the main hall, only Mo Hao, who was still in shock and had not yet recovered from his shock, remained.

Outside the guest room where the Mo Mansion crown prince resided.

”Crown Prince, thank you so much for helping this subject's daughter out today. This is a purse embroidered by this subject's daughter when she comes here. It's for your highness.” Mo Qingqing looked at the Crown Prince bashfully, then handed the bag over to the Crown Prince with her delicate, jade-like hands.

”Does Ranran know what it means for women to give gifts to men?” On the rooftop in the distance, Mo Feiye whispered into Mo Ranran's ear.

The Crown Prince looked at the bag in Mo Qingqing's hands and did not immediately accept it.

When the hot breath hit on Mo Ranran's earlobe, it felt a little itchy, so Mo Ranran dodged for a bit.

”It's not like the crown prince took it.” couldn't help but take revenge when he saw Mo Feiye's mocking gaze.

He hoped that the crown prince would give her some face and not let her slap his face.

”Crown Prince doesn't like it?” Seeing that the crown prince had not accepted it, tears faintly flickered in Mo Qingqing's eyes. Seeing the crown prince's pitiful appearance, the crown prince's heart softened and he extended his hand to accept Mo Qingqing's money.

The crown prince's eyes flashed and he instantly understood what Mo Qingqing was thinking.

”You didn't pick it up?” There was a hint of a smile in the deliberately low voice.

Mo Ranran's mouth twitched, the crown prince did not have any self-control at all.

”This subject's daughter bids you farewell.” After sending the black bag out, Mo Qingqing turned and left after he finished speaking.

Ah!” He had only taken a few steps when Mo Qingqing's body tilted and fell towards the ground.

The crown prince hugged Mo Qingqing quickly, and just as he placed his hand on Mo Qingqing's waist, Mo Qingqing took the opportunity and fell into his embrace.