The Lord God is getting more and more wrong

Chapter 169: Boundless Beauty (39)

Tentative?

Hmm... Mo Sheng was wrong this time.

People don't have so many doubts and temptations. If you live in those all day long, you can't grind yourself to death.

Shu Qian raised her hand to touch Mo Sheng's translucent earlobe, and smiled hoarsely: "Oh, the amnesia has improved, why did I become so suspicious."

Mo Sheng froze, subconsciously touched his earlobe, it was steaming.Don't think about it, it must be red.

"My lord..." Mo Sheng raised his head, his eyes were watery, and his voice slowly came out: "I misunderstood you."

Shu Qian touched the top of his hair, with a relaxed smile in her voice: "I see that you and your mother are very estranged, can you tell me the reason?"

Mo Sheng pursed his lips heavily, but did not make a sound.There was a gloomy aura about his whole body, and the time he was silent was quiet, and no one made a sound.

Only when the gentle wind blows away Mo Sheng's bangs, his expression remains unmoved.

Mo Sheng raised his eyes to look at Shu Qian.There was a bit of stubbornness hidden in the voice, "My lord, are you curious about other people's family affairs?"

Come on, Shu Qian let out a little sigh from his lips.

I guess he was thinking about it again.

They also use "you".

Actually, Shu Qian doesn't like coaxing people very much, especially coaxing those who lose their temper every now and then and unexpectedly.

However, considering that he is a fragment of the main god.

Shu Qian smiled, well, she endured it.

Shu Qian pressed Mo Sheng's shoulder, and patted it lightly: "That's your privacy, I have no right to ask about it, and I'm not the kind of guy who likes to dig other people's secrets, it's just because of you."

Just because of you...

Nothing more...

Mo Sheng bit his lips even harder, as if he was going to bite it to bleed before he gave up.

Shu Qian glanced at Mo Sheng lightly, and thought deeply.

Shu Qian sat sideways on the bench, picked up a book on Mo Sheng's desk, and looked up to read it.

Mo Sheng's lips moved, and he spit out a few words slowly, his voice quickly disappeared as Shu Qian flipped through the pages of the book, "I hate her..."

The sound was too soft, probably no one could hear it.

……

The boy's knock on the door hit Shu Qian and Mo Sheng's ears. "Your Majesty, Young Master. It's noon. The master of the house invites you to come to the hall for dinner."

"Understood, you go."

Mo Sheng tidied up her boudoir, took another box, and put a few things in it, seemingly unimportant things, but Mo Sheng touched them over and over again, like treasures.

Shu Qian raised her eyes and glanced at Mo Sheng: "Do you want to take the things away?"

It's all cleaned up, it can't be put here.

Mo Sheng didn't stop packing his things, he answered Shu Qian's question.

"Yes, my lord. Do you agree to take it to the palace?" The voice of inquiry fell silent.

There seemed to be deep hope in Mo Sheng's eyes.

That kind of hope is especially easy to attract the hearts of others.

He seemed to have forgotten the unpleasantness just now.

"Yes." Shu Qian replied with a smile.

She seems to have forgotten.

Both of them forgot, and returned to their former peaceful appearance.

……

Mo Sheng forgot, he didn't want to conflict with Shu Qian.I don't want to think about it anymore.

Shu Qian forgot, it was because such a calm appearance was good for the relationship between the two of them.

In fact, no matter how you say it, smart people will stop remembering it.

……

The two came to the hall.

There are many people sitting around the hall.

Mo Sheng's mother is in the center.

There was still a benevolent smile on his face, and her smile was piled up in the corners of his eyes.

She stood up again, and the people sitting around also stood up.

(End of this chapter)