Dragon Clan: Undercover at the beginning, the road to conferring the gods

Chapter 41 King, Don't Be Humiliated

Following Su Mo, he placed several small dishes on the table.

Xia Mi tried hard to continue to keep a straight face, but couldn't hold on.

The icebergs that have melted obviously cannot return to their former appearance.

Not only that, the words that were conceived in my mind before, which can not only show the majesty of the Dragon King, but also make Su Mo understand his own meaning, are completely missing at this moment.

There is no mood for accountability, and the fake expression can't last.

After realizing this, Xia Mi rubbed his face, switched to a lively and fierce posture, and then patted the table.

"boom!"

She fixed her eyes on Su Mo, trying to appear fierce.

However, because of the overly cute face, it looks like a tiger with teeth and claws, which has no deterrent effect.

"You should know what I'm going to say!"

Xia Mi stood up, supported the edge of the table with both hands, leaned forward, and looked down at Su Mo.

It seemed to be to shape her oppressive force, so she waited for Su Mo to sit down before standing up.

It is said that the police occasionally use this technique when interrogating prisoners.

——"You should know, what happened to you?"

At this time, prisoners with poor psychological quality will tell all the bad things they have done, and finally confess and get out of prison.

Su Mo's psychological quality is naturally not so bad.

"What did you say?"

He looked at Xia Mi blankly, like a passerby being interrogated innocently.

Seeing his resisting attitude, Xia Mi wrinkled his nose, naturally dissatisfied.

She patted the table again and gave Su Mo a vicious look.

"Don't play dumb! I'm talking about what happened just now!"

Having said that, she paused and added.

"In the Nibelungen just now, did you hear something you shouldn't have heard?"

To be honest, Xia Mi actually didn't want to take the initiative to bring up this topic. If he showed too much concern, it would appear as if the nonsense was true.

——Although it is indeed true, the most troublesome point is also here.

Can the truth be told everywhere? !
If you don't take the initiative to bring up this topic, what will Su Mo do if he tricks Fenrir to find out more details next time?
So this possibility must be cut off today.

Even at the risk of being asked by Su Mo "were you really a crybaby?", she still wants to cut off the germ of her black history exposure today.

Of course, if Su Mo really dared to ask this question, she wouldn't mind giving this guy a taste of Fenrir's treatment.

King, not to be humiliated!
Thinking about this in his heart, after making up his mind, Xia Mi regained his aura slightly, and his gaze towards Su Mo finally had a real sense of oppression.

However, just under this sense of oppression.

Su Mo looked at her with a natural face and an innocent face.

"Nibelung, what Nibelung, why don't I remember it?"

"..."

ha?
After getting this answer, Xia Mi opened his small mouth slightly, his expression was a little dazed, and the oppressive feeling that had just condensed was completely dissipated.

She didn't realize it at first, thinking that she might have been deceived. It wasn't Su Mo who was in the Nibelungen before, but some kind of dragon disguised as Su Mo?
But soon, she realized that this was absolutely impossible. Su Mo had her imprint on her body, and that was the only imprint. With this spiritual imprint alone, she would not mistake Su Mo even if she misidentified her younger brother.

Besides, if it wasn't him at the time, or if he lost his memory, how could he remember to buy groceries according to his arrangement, and how could he enter the door with his own key?
In other words, Su Mo is lying now.

As for the reason why he told such an easily debunkable lie to his face——

"Did you remember wrongly? I didn't go to the Nibelungen today, and it is impossible to hear any strange words, let alone spread anything that does not exist. Those are all fake."

Su Mo blinked, picked up the rice spoon and Xia Mi's bowl, and asked.

"How much rice do you want?"

"Fill up."

Xia Mi nodded habitually—I was a little tired from beating Fenrir, and I needed to replenish my energy.

Then, he finally understood what Su Mo meant.

He wanted to say that he never went to Fenrir's place at all, and what happened in the Nibelungen naturally didn't happen, so he naturally didn't know anything, and he wouldn't ask questions, let alone tell them.

What guarantee could be sweeter than this?
No more!

The thing that he was most worried about never happened at all, let alone asking himself if he really loves to cry. On Su Mo's side, he didn't even admit the existence of this thing.

The high EQ reply is reassuring.

Xia Mi blinked and sat back at the table in satisfaction.

At this time, Su Mo handed over a full bowl of rice.

Xia Mi reached out to pick it up, but found that Su Mo did not let go.

"Ok?"

She looked at Su Mo suspiciously, what is this for?
Then I saw Su Mo's serious eyes.

"Nothing happened this morning, did it?"

Su Mo confirmed this.

"Well, that's right."

Xia Mi nodded in agreement.

As long as many things are vague, it is still easy to pass the test!

As long as it doesn't happen, she has nothing to lose, and Su Mo has nothing to lose, at most Fenlier was beaten up - but he deserved it!
"So, other trivial things didn't happen, did they?"

Su Mo also asked vaguely.

"?"

Xia Mi tilted his head, looking a little puzzled.

what are you saying?
How do you think this guy doesn't want to mention anything, so similar to himself just now?
Thinking of this, Xia Mi quickly realized what Su Mo cared about.

Just like Xia Mi himself didn't want to bring up the black history.

Su Mo also hoped that what he said before would be written off.

——If the wings are stiff, he will fight back against Xia Mi, and even boast that he will strike lightly or something. These words fully demonstrate what it means to have a rebellious bone in the back of the head. If Xia Mi torments him because of this, he is really unreasonable.

After thinking about this, Xia Mi finally understood why Su Mo acted so caringly, directly treating the morning's incident as non-existent.

I don't want to expose those dark histories.

He didn't want to let himself care about his words and deeds.

The two have common needs.

"Humph~"

After understanding Su Mo's careful thoughts, Xia Mi snorted softly and raised his chin slightly, like a proud cat.

"Since you still know how to cook in advance, I won't argue with you this time, but let's not make an example!"

The girl waved her little hand, quite like a king who pardoned the world.

"The king is domineering!"

Su Mo gave sincere praise, finally let go, and handed over the bowl and chopsticks.

(End of this chapter)