The Cold Prince Dotes On His Wild Wife

Mo Youyou calmly replied: "Mr. Mu, I'm sorry, but I just learned a little bit from the master."

The two were speechless for a moment. Mo Youyou didn't like to talk, and she wasn't familiar with Mu Ziqiao. Because Mu Ziqiao saw Mo Youyou being inexplicably nervous, she didn't know how to speak to her for a while.

The words came to my lips several times, but they were swallowed alive. "Cough cough cough" Suddenly Mu Ziqiao's violent cough broke the tranquility between the two.

Mo Youyou asked hurriedly: "What's wrong?"

Supporting Mu Ziqiao and sitting in the pavilion, Mo Youyou took Mu Ziqiao's pulse carefully. After a moment, she asked, "Is your heart blocked?"

Mu Ziqiao nodded.

"Your internal organs have been severely damaged, and I'm afraid you won't be able to recover for a while. Who has such a deep hatred for you and wants to kill you?"

Mu Ziqiao smiled bitterly and did not answer Mo Youyou's words.

"Can I still leave?"

"OK fine."

"I'll take you back. In your situation, it would be better to stay in bed and rest."

"There's Miss Raomo."

Mo Youyou helped Mu Ziqiao carefully go down the steps and walked directly to Mu Ziqiao's residence.

After Jing Muhan finished what he was doing, he couldn't wait to see Mo Youyou, so he hurried back to Zhuangzi and asked the maid about Mo Youyou. The maid said that she had gone to the garden, and after searching around the garden, she learned that Mo Youyou was there. When You and Mu Ziqiao were together, Jing Muhan thought that Mu Ziqiao looked not bad, and thought of the two men alone and the widow. His heart sank, and he hurried to Mu Ziqiao's villa.

Mo Youyou helped Mu Ziqiao to the dormitory, took him to the bedside, and carefully helped him get on the bed. Unexpectedly, her foot tripped on the edge of the bed, and Mo Youyou threw herself on Mu Ziqiao.

Mu Ziqiao was also caught off guard. She instinctively wrapped her hands around Mo Youyou's waist, and the two of them pressed together ambiguously, stacked on the bed.

Mo Youyou and Mu Ziqiao hurriedly said sorry. When they were about to stand up, a chill ran down their spines, and they were grabbed by a big hand and thrown out roughly.

Fortunately, Mo Youyou was very skilled and did not let herself fall.

Looking at the tall figure in front of her, Mo Youyou frowned, "Why are you here?"

Jing Muhan's gloomy face was filled with murderous intent. He glared at Mu Ziqiao fiercely, then turned back to look at Mo Youyou: "If I don't come, are you going to do anything with this man behind my back?" Yes! Huh?"

There was anger and ridicule in her words. Mo Youyou stared at Jing Muhan with wide eyes. This was the first time she had been so humiliated by a man!

"Jing Muhan, keep your mouth clean!"

Mu Ziqiao raised her eyebrows slightly and hurriedly explained, "My lord, you misunderstood."

As a result, Jing Muhan and Mo Youyou said coldly to Mu Ziqiao in unison: "Shut up!" "Shut up to me!"

Mu Ziqiao was so wronged that she lay in bed silently.

Mo Youyou's eyes met with Jing Muhan's, "You didn't even see things clearly and you humiliated me like this. Jing Muhan, do you really think you are the prince and I am afraid of you?"

Jing Muhan was stunned, and after a moment, he lowered his voice and said, "You do such a despicable thing, do you expect me to praise you? Huh?"

Mo Youyou was furious, glared at Jing Muhan fiercely, walked past him, and strode away. Jing Muhan followed closely behind and asked in a cold voice: "Where are you going!"

Mo Youyou said angrily, "Go out to find a man! Do despicable things!"

Inexplicably, she was just angry that Jing Muhan missed her so much and talked about her. She also didn't expect that one day she would become so irrational and childish!

Jing Muhan was furious and flew down in front of Mo Youyou. His gloomy eyes had no warmth at all, just like when Mo Youyou saw him for the first time, he was so cold that people couldn't get close to him.

"Say it again!"

Mo Youyou raised her chin and replied coldly and arrogantly: "Jing Muhan, please leave me alone!"

Jing Muhan's scarlet eyes stared straight at Mo Youyou, and his cold hand fell on Mo Youyou's neck, "Woman, tell me this one more time!"

He just needs her to lower her profile, and he can pretend that he didn't see what happened just now. Maybe he doesn't know her well enough and doesn't know what kind of man she likes. Maybe he can learn from Mu Ziqiao and let her focus entirely on him in the future. But he thought wrongly. Mo Youyou suppressed the anger in her heart and gritted her teeth and said: "I am not yours, what qualifications do you have to care about me!"

Jing Muhan was stunned, he was not hers, ha! For so many days, he was worthless in her heart.

He laughed self-deprecatingly in his heart and lowered his eyes. No one could tell Jing Muhan's emotions at the moment. After a moment, Mo Youyou's neck was released, and Jing Muhan's cold voice reminded: "Get out!"

Mo Youyou raised her eyes, her eyes moist. This damn man didn't believe her so much. How could a small thing cause an uproar? It was he who brought her here, and now, he actually looked at her like this.

Her throat was extremely hot. Mo Youyou slowly stood up and touched her aching neck. A sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth, and she left without looking back. Soon, she disappeared from Jing Muhan's eyes.

Jing Muhan stood there blankly, looking down at his hands. When he came to his senses, there was a huge stone in his heart. He murmured in his heart, "What did I just do to her?"

At noon, Jing Muhan stood motionless in the yard, as if waiting for someone. Chu Cheng stood aside and hesitated to speak. After a long time, Jing Muhan asked, "Where is she now?"

Chu Cheng returned: "East of the city."

"Watch Muziqiao!"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Looking at Jing Muhan's leaving figure, Chu Cheng raised his eyebrows and said, "Master, why are you going through such trouble? Is it so difficult to apologize to a woman? But according to Master's temperament, I'm afraid it's really a bit difficult."

Mo Youyou walked aimlessly in the east of the city alone until he entered a barren mountain and walked eastward along the path. Along the way, he always felt that there were eyes behind him staring at him, but every time he looked back, there was no one there. No.

Seeing that there was no way ahead, Mo Youyou stopped and looked around. The only path left was the path on the right. However, this road seems to be up the mountain.

After hesitating for a moment, Mo Youyou finally walked back along the road he came from.

The sun gradually set and the sky became darker and darker. Just when Mo Youyou was about to reach the entrance, a group of men wearing rags suddenly jumped out in front of her.

"stop!"

Mo Youyou looked at the men in front of her, glanced warily to both sides, and slowly backed away.

Hearing the movement behind him, Mo Youyou turned around, damn it! Surrounded!

Looking at the group of men, Mo Youyou slowly clenched her fists together, always ready to take action.

The leading man, with a fat head and big ears, approached Mo Youyou with a round belly. He smiled lewdly and said, "Little beauty, where are you going?"