Shen Qing finds that she can''t be soft hearted to him. This guy is climbing up the pole.


    "Mo Huan, do you only like to associate with one of Zhao Xuan?" Shen Qing is so bored that she has nothing to say. But for Mo Huan, she knew little, so she had to find something that everyone knew.


    "Not all. In the palace, I have a good relationship with Princess Yongle. Her character and temper are very similar to yours. By the way, I''m in touch with you now, aren''t I? " As Mo Huan pondered and answered, he suddenly turned to Shen Qing.


    Did he really not understand what he was saying? Well, Shen Qing admits that she has become a little gossip now.


    "I don''t mean that. I mean, as the whole capital hearsay says, are you really like that?" Shen Qing decides to satisfy her curiosity even if she offends him. Curiosity Kills the cat.


    "Cut! Why should we pay attention to those rumors? Brother Xuan and I, the seven foot man, are doing well. We sit at the end of the table. The turbid one is turbid, and the clear one is clear. " Mo Huan scoffed at this problem, and his noble and disdainful appearance was obvious.


    Shen Qing said that now her heart of gossip is more gossip, which is totally different from what Zhao xuanzhi said before. Is there no channel for these two? Or is Zhao xuanzhi, a poor boy, hot in shaving?


    Mo Huan looked at Shen Qing curiously and seriously. Her clear eyes couldn''t read any useful information, so he asked, "what do you think?"


    Why did you come back? "I don''t think much about it. It''s your business. If you are in love with me, I''ll be fine. Otherwise, I can''t help it."


    "What are you thinking about in your little head?" When Mo Huan finished, he raised his hand to knock her on the head.


    As soon as Shen Qing saw it, she quickly dodged to the side and said, "if you don''t have it, you can''t do it. My head is full of wisdom. Can you afford to break it? "


    The crooked hand song didn''t knock down, but Mo Huan "puffed" and laughed. "Oh? I don''t know you have so much wisdom here. Are they all delicious food? "


    Who knows how to eat! "I know how to eat! I come from Ivy League. I''ve been to many famous universities as an exchange student, like Waseda in a small island country, like... " Shen Qing was excited, completely forgot where she was, and began to speak passionately about her glorious history. This is her life, no, it should be her last life, but she didn''t think of it for a moment. This is her most proud history.


    Mo Huan suddenly interrupted Shen Qing''s passion. Before she finished speaking, he heard him say: "stop stop, stop, I don''t understand what you said, but I can also understand it. It''s Ivy and rice fields. You''ve been planting crops before. It''s also full of wisdom. Then what is my wisdom full of poetry and books called? "


    Shen Qing suddenly reacts, but she is still speechless, but it''s hard to explain. She can''t say that ivy is not a kind of crop, but a world-class university. The talents all over the world have sharpened their heads and want to enter the League of famous universities which are hard to enter? Can she say that Waseda is a first-class school in another country? Really, does he understand?


    He glared at Mo Huan and looked at his proud and mocking eyes. He couldn''t beat, beat, scold, scold, even talk about reason. Shen Qing simply closed her eyes and didn''t look at him, whatever he thought.


    Mo Huan looked at Shen Qing''s angry little sample, lovely and funny, and leaned aside. Shen Qing, with her eyes closed, suddenly felt a kind of pressure coming on her face. Fierce open eyes, a enchanting peach face with evil charm hook people''s smile, straight nose almost to stick to his nose. The slightly curly and thick eyelashes blinked in front of his eyes, gently with a gust of wind, swept his already hot cheek. That pair of pretty damn peach blossom eyes, eyes microwave circulation, even women will be jealous crazy, but tightly staring at their own eyes.


    Shen Qing''s cheeks were hotter and her breathing was uneven, but she could clearly feel Mo Huan''s even and powerful hot breathing spray on her face, making her cheeks burn like fire. "Plop plop" powerful heartbeat, can not tell is mo Huan''s or his own.


    Before being sucked away by the eyes that lead people to the abyss, Shen Qing suddenly returns to her senses and leans back to keep herself away from the evil.


    "Why do you think you are so familiar?" Mo Huan suddenly said very seriously, but not far away from her half.


    Shen Qing more regret with his car, this kind of approach to the cliche in a thousand years later, he can''t change a new one! Er, there seems to be something wrong with this sentence. By the way, a thousand years later. Well, he''s an ancestor, he''s an ancient man, and it''s in his own time that he abused their things.


    "Don''t you think it''s childish of you to say this kind of approachable thing?" Shen Qing also taut up face to return a way.


    "Cut!" Mo Huan sniffed and sat back. "Young man, do I still make friends with people? I don''t care if other people approach me. "


    Shen Qing is dumb. Yes, who is he? Does he need to be close to people? As far as his identity and temper are concerned, I''m afraid he won''t even buy the emperor.


    Mo Huan saw Shen Qing sitting awkwardly on one side, motionless, then moved down and said to her, "I''m sure I''ve seen your similar face somewhere, but I''m not sure. It''s like a long time ago. I can''t remember. " Said, but also with the fingers gently look at the head, really a serious thinking.Seeing this, Shen Qing suddenly thinks of her father''s life experience. Stone said that their father was picked up, and in previous lives, people often heard that girls usually look like their father, aunt and grandmother; boys look like their mother, uncle and grandfather. Did Mo Huan see his aunt and stone?


    Think about this, Shen Qing suddenly turned over. She did not expect that Mo Huan sat so close to himself, and also turned to look at himself.


    A turn around, the forehead "bang" hit Mo Huan''s chin, pain she almost shed tears. Just want to complain, and then look at Mo Huan, a hand covering his chin, head down, as if more painful than her.


    Also, how hard the forehead is, how hard the chin is. If you hit it well, it just hurts; if you don''t hit it well, you will bite your tongue, which will make it more painful.


    Both of them have been in pain for a long time. When the time comes, Shen Qing almost forgets why she has to turn around. Then he looked at Mo Huan''s slightly red chin. The sharp chin had a circle of red marks, just like the sharp chin was not a long one, but a big bag. In fact, there is no such sharp package, which is a bit exaggerated.