On Our Wedding Night, His Highness Can’t Continue His Acting After Reading My Mind!

"You lie! You have!"

Nangong Mo: "...Master, I really didn't..."

The girl sat obediently in his arms, raised her small face slightly and looked at him, her bright eyes filled with mist, aggrieved and stubborn:

"If you didn't fall in love with other little beauties, why would you dislike me?"

Nangong Mo: "???"

"When did the master say he disliked you?"

"Of course you won't say it! But you want to scare me to death so that you can marry a new lover... Didn't you say you dislike me? Hmph!"

Nangong Mo: "..."

When did he want to marry another new lover? !

Besides, isn't this damn girl always daring and not afraid of anything?

but……

Seeing the girl's bright eyes full of arrogance, Nangong Mo pursed the corners of his mouth a little guilty, raised his hand, and a finger flew out, and the ghost behind him fell to the ground instantly, and was blown away by a gust of wind.

The man raised his hand, gently squeezed the girl's pretty face, which was a little flushed from drunkenness, and said in a low voice:

"Lin Wanyue, why would I want to scare you to death? I'm just making... a little joke with you."

Nangong Mo himself felt a little guilty...

Sure enough, the girl glared at him coquettishly, "Is there such a joke! It's really scary, okay?"

"... Grandpa was wrong, Grandpa asked you to take a bite."

Nangong Mo rolled up his sleeves and put his hand in front of Yunran, and added: "No money this time."

Yun Ran blinked, and slapped him on the hand, "Hmph! Who wants to bite you? He's not a dog!"

[I'm not fooled! Definitely want to steal my money again! Wait until the bite is over before you ask for money! snort! Insidious and cunning! 】

Nangong Mo: "..."

The dead girl is so drunk that she is so confused that she is still on guard against being scammed by him for money? !

How much does she like silver? !

Nangong Mo suddenly felt that he was not as good as Yinzi...

He is not as good as silver? !

However, seeing the girl's soft and delicate appearance at the moment, the man gritted his teeth to suppress the unhappiness in his heart, and gently pinched the girl's face, his voice was a little gentle:

"Okay, don't bite. Then don't cry, okay?"

The girl looked up at him, nodded, "OK."

"So cute!"

At this time, Yingyue came over with a bowl of hangover soup, and seeing Yunran in Nangong Mo's arms from a distance, she couldn't help pursing her lips and snickering.

Look, I asked them to prepare ghosts before, saying that the more terrifying and frightening the better, and they also said that it is best to scare that dead girl to death. Look, now that people are scared to tears, don’t they have to coax them by themselves?

What is the picture!

Yingyue managed her expression well, and stepped forward with a bowl in her hand, "Master, the hangover soup is here, do you want your subordinates to serve the princess?"

Nangong Mo squinted at her and reached out his hand.

Yingyue understood in seconds, and offered the bowl with both hands, "Master, the subordinate is waiting outside the courtyard, you need to call the subordinate."

After finishing speaking, she ran away in a hurry, and when she was about to leave the hospital, she looked back and saw her grandfather carefully feeding the princess with a bowl, with indescribable tenderness and seriousness in his eyes.

Yunran drank half a bowl and couldn't drink it anymore. Nangong Mo knew that she was in a good mood at night, so she listened to his "love affairs" and ate extra meals, with fine wine in the left hand and delicious food in the right, so pleasant!

So he put down the bowl, gently wiped the water stains on the corners of her mouth with his fingertips, and asked her in a low voice, "Does your head hurt?"

Yun Ran shook his head, stretched out his hands to hook his neck, rested his head on his chest, and said softly, "I'm a little dizzy..."

Nangong Mo was startled, the corners of his mouth raised involuntarily.

This seems to be the first time that she took the initiative to hug him?