Chapter 139: Rocco

Mo Wu flashed heavily outside the door, took out a white silk scarf, and anxiously said, "Your Highness, are you okay?" He was afraid that things would get bigger and worse, Huayue Ling could not escape. +++ Girls must go to the website EbookFREE.me
Huayue Ling fell in the arms of the three princes, his head hurt so much that Venus was in pain, and his eyes slowly stood up with tears.
"You can't be careful!" Nangong Yan saw that her eyes were red, and she couldn't help crying because she couldn't help crying, her voice softened.
Huayue Ling didn't want to ignore him. He touched his head fiercely with his small hand, and looked at Jimo Ziyu, who was not much better than her.
"His Royal Highness, come in and sit down and talk." Mo Wushuang reached out and helped Jimo Ziyu into the tea house, Jimo Zi reached out and nodded twice on his nose, lowered his head, and saw that his big hand was full of Blood, then lifted his eyes, and the intensely angry light shot into Huayue Ling's eyes.
Hua Yueling was startled by the hatred in his eyes, and his heart was terrible.
"Yes, I'm sorry, I, I didn't mean it on purpose." Hua Yueling suddenly blinked her eyes, tears rolled down like pearls, a pink mouth could not be flattened any more, and the way of aggrieved left three men. I was so frightened, wasn't this changing so fast?
"Linger ..." Mo Wushuang ran over in a fright, hurried Huayue Lingyi into his arms, "Does it hurt? Don't cry, His Royal Highness Prince is not such a mean person, don't cry, say slowly." Mo Wushuang's big hand hurriedly stroked the head for her.
"Woohoo ..." Huayue Ling leaned into Mo Wushuang's arms and began to cry more and more, okay, she was completely intentional. Who told her to offend Jimo Zi to the end, I can only hope that Rou Kegang, of course crying It's because she really hurts so much, what kind of King Kong nose is that!
"Your Highness, don't be angry, Linger is anxious to apologize to you, so I ran into it, and I went to get a wet towel." Grandpa San had to put on a kind smile and ran into the counter to find the towel.
Jimo Zi sat in a chair and looked at his hands. He believed that his face was also blood-stained, and star eyes glanced darkly at Huayue Ling, who was crying, and the corners of his mouth shook slightly.
"Linger, is it still painful? I think I need some medicine." Mo Wushuang was so distressed that he didn't bring any ointment around him.
"Woohoo, I'm okay ..." Huayue Ling shook his head like a poor kitten, his eyes dimly looking at the opposite Jimo Ziyu.
"It seems that Prince Ben is more painful!" Jim Ziyu looked at her pear flower with rain and aggrieved, speechless and surprised, he thought that this woman would not cry.
Huayue Ling flattened her mouth and sucked her nose and said pitifully, "You, your skin is thicker ~" The delicate voice sounded coquettish, and Jimo's chest suddenly tightened, and the star eyes became deeper and darker. .
"Okay, okay, a misunderstanding. His Royal Highness Prince has a lot of people who won't care about you. Don't you cry, do you want to scare me?" Mo Wushuang took her back to her arms and hugged her tightly, He didn't know that Huayue Ling was intentional, but just distressed for her.
Jimo Zhe and Nangong Zhe who took out the towel looked at Mo Wushuang so happily and happily holding Hua Yueling, their two faces were as cold as cold.
"His Royal Highness, a towel." Nangong Gong wiped his face and wiped his hands with Jimo Zi, and then walked to Mo Wu's double-sided front. "Holding can't stop the pain! Put it on with an ice towel!" He angrily said the towel Throw to Mo Wushuang.
Inkless double-sided color turned red, and quickly put the flowering Yue Ling, and put the ice towel on the big bag above her forehead.
"I'll do it myself." Huayue Ling drew his arms around the towel and sat down.
Mo Wushuang looked embarrassedly and shyly at Nangong, who was full of jealous eyes, and said, "Brother, it ’s better to go to your side for dinner. Linger is reckless and neglect His Royal Highness today, it is better to let Wushuang be the East , I apologize for the loss, and hope that His Royal Highness His Royal Highness does not care about villains, don't care about Linger. "Mo Wushuang finished his fist in front of Jimo Zi, showing generosity and grace, making Huayue Ling secretly rejoice.
"Brother Mo, aren't you going to check the poison of plum blossom needles? There is an answer so soon?" Mo Zizhen looked at the blood on his towel, his eyebrows jumped, and he hadn't seen blood for a long time. Just bleed.
"It's better to sit down and talk slowly." Mo Wushuang smiled.
"His Royal Highness, Wushuang said well, it's not early, it's time for dinner. Woman, don't you apologize to Your Highness?" Nangong Gong asked Huayue Ling to apologize, and gave her a cold glance, heart I think she is so good with Mo Wushuang, huh!
Huayue Ling's small mouth slightly opened, Feng eyes surprised, shit! Do n’t you apologize? Again?
Jimo Zi turned his head to look at her surprised little face, showing an unpleasant sneer.
"His Royal Highness, you are wise and mighty, Yushu is in the wind, you are magnificent, and you are very personable, so don't be jealous of a low-stomach woman like Linger, so as not to damage your glorious image." Huayue Ling said 90 degrees Bend over, this is sincere enough.
The three men looked at her seemingly humble, and the corners of her mouth could not help shaking.
"You woman, can't help but talk? Go away!" The three princes looked at Jimo as he smiled and stunned, and quickly released the siege, but had to admire this woman, who can turn the anger of others into a good one. It's funny again, alas, I knew she was such a funny woman, how could she leave her?
Huayue Ling straightened up, stared at him and flattened his mouth, then looked at Jimo Ziyan and smiled, revealing his white teeth, and it was called thirty-eight.
Jimo Zi was really defeated by her. The corner of her mouth moved. Without speaking, she stood up and walked out, but when no one saw his face, he couldn't help pulling it up, for the first time. See such a superb woman, suit!
Nangong Ning and Mo Wushuang looked at each other with a relieved expression, and Nangong Ning walked to Huayue Ling and said, "Don't mess this up, or you really want to go to Dameng to be a princess!" Ran out to chase Jimo.
Mo Wushuang pulled her hand with a smile and said, "Okay, don't pretend, fortunately, Mo Zisong doesn't seem to be mad at you." Mo Wushuang looked at her pettingly, she was really cute.
"His Royal Highness is awesome. If it weren't for the emperor's face, I would him!" Huayue Ling angrily stretched out his and held out the door.
Mo Wushuang has a black line. What is this action?
"Hey, let's go and eat. I'm so hungry." Huayue Ling hugged Mo Wushuang's arm with both hands and smiled again.
Mo Wushuang saw her intimate moves, her smile was even more harmonious, it seems that Linger increasingly accepted him.
"Okay, but Linger, no matter what, you have to bear it first, that is, Mo Zixuan will be safe as long as she chooses the concubine." Mo Wushuang looked at her slightly frowning, he was really afraid of the cuteness In particular, Jimo Ziyi will like it more.
"I know, you don't have to worry, I will try to destroy my image so that he can't stand me." Hua Yueling showed white teeth and smiled dazzlingly.
"Don't be counterproductive, I think he really means something to you." Mo Wushuang reminded.
"No, are men so mean?" Huayue Ling looked at his tangled handsome face.
Mo Wushuang gave her a big white eye, did she mean he was mean?
"Hehe, Wushuang, you are so cute." Huayue Ling rarely saw Jun Ya's Mo Wushuang rolling his eyes, and he couldn't help complaining. He tiptoed and kissed him.
Mo Wushuang froze, his face immediately heating up, his eyes staring at her delicate little face motionlessly.
Huayue Ling realized what she had done this time, her face was red and her ears were red, her eyes were dared to look at Mo Wushuang, and she hurriedly ran out.
"Linger, don't forget to close the door!" Mo Wushuang looked at her coquettish look funny. Whoever said that she was a yin baby slut, he felt she was pure white.
"Uh." Hua Yueling stopped, turned her head, and looked at Mo Wushuang's smile, her face turned redder.
"Well, don't be proud, I admit that I'm a little bit angry." Huayue Ling was afraid of being ashamed of herself, shrugging a hooligan.
"Hehehe ..." Mo Wushuang could not help but, "Well, I admit that I like to watch Linger complain."
"Ah, you, you bastard!" Huayue Ling laughed and scolded him, feelings flowed quietly in the hearts of the two, slowly growing.
By the window of the second floor of Guihua Tower, Mo Ziyi changed into a black python robe for the second time, because the nose was stained with nosebleed, which was a bit unacceptable to such a noble person.
"His Royal Highness, please use a good Biluochun." The three kings Nangong Xi cursed Jimo Zi numerous times, but a handsome face still smiled, who told him to take the decree and let him and Huayue Ling accompany him Where is this big prince, if you mess up, Huayue Ling may be nothing, he will definitely be the one who is worse than her.
"Master Three, do you still love your former princess?" Jimo Mo looked at Mo Wushuang downstairs and pulled Hua Yueling out of the small building. He closed the door and locked it.
Nangong Yan raised his eyebrows and looked upright at him. The man was blessed and excellent in all aspects, making Nangong Yan feel that he had no advantage.
"Why does your Highness make this statement?" Nangong Yan was shocked in his heart, so obvious?
"Prince Ben sees you very upholding her, not like you can't make it outrageous." Jimo Mo turned slowly, and in the dark sky, a pair of eyes were like the eyes of a beast, emitting a gloomy darkness. The light stunned Nangong, and quickly lit all the lights.
"Oh, actually, this woman can sometimes make her half-popular, but sometimes she is very cute. There is a deep misunderstanding between Wang and her. Wang wants to remarry, but she seems to have someone in her heart." Nan Gongyu thought of Mo Wushuang's maintenance of Huayue Ling, and his complexion was immediately difficult to look at. One was his friend and the other was his ex-wife, making him like a bone stuck in his throat, unable to come up, not going down. Discomfort.
"That is to say, Lord Wang still really loves her." Jimo sneered with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.
"His Royal Highness, don't make a joke about my king, let alone mention it." Nangong Yan was sullen.
"Mo Wushuang is Wang Ye's good friend, right?" Jim Ziyi didn't understand what it meant to be proper, and he would stick to what he wanted.
Nangong Yuan looked even uglier, and his black eyes looked strangely at Jimo Zihao, not knowing what he wanted to do.
"Yes, but do not misunderstand His Highness. He is not a villain. He pursues Linger and is also a life-changing opportunity, so I and he are fair competition." Nangong Ai will not stigmatize his friends, let alone friends like Mo Wushuang It really touched him.