Han Qiqing asked hurriedly, “What happened next? Did Xiaoxiao care about her?”
“Of course she…” Mo Xiaomeng was about to continue, but was elbowed by Mu Xiaoxiao who looked at her and said, “Alright, let’s not talk about other people’s business. I have a kinda good relationship with Chanel.”
Mo Xiaomeng smiled with her lips and didn’t continue.
This caused Han Qiqing to be extremely curious. Lunging forward, she hugged Mu Xiaoxiao’s neck and shook her. “Xiaoxiao, just tell me what’s going on. You’ve only been in America for a few years. How did you get to know a princess? Did you meet a prince as well? Like an elder or younger brother of the princess? Is he handsome?”
Mo Xiaomeng remembered something and she laughed with a hand over her mouth, “Of course she knows a prince. Prince Dick from Country L tried to woo Xiaoxiao before, and also that…”
Once these words were said, they were of course heard by a particular demon.
Mu Xiaoxiao reached out to stop Mo Xiaomeng from continuing hurriedly. She lamented, “Xiaomeng, are you trying to disclose everything about me today? I shouldn’t have brought you here if I had known.”
Mo Xiaomeng stuck her tongue out and made a cross on her lips to indicate that she wouldn’t say anymore.
However, Yin Shaojie raised his eyebrow and said, “Since you’re preventing someone else from telling the story, you can tell it yourself. Xiaoxiao, who are all these princes?”
It seemed like she had enjoyed herself immensely during those four years in America. No wonder she had forgotten her childhood friend after she had gone there.
Han Qiqing’s curiosity was aroused and she was really impatient. She swung Mu Xiaoxiao’s hand even more violently and said, “Xiaoxiao, Xiaoxiao, hurry up and tell us the facts! How many princes have wooed you before? Are they handsome? Do you have any photos? I want to see them!”
Nearby, Song Shijun sighed. He shook his head at her and teased, “Qiqing, the only thing you care about is whether they’re handsome or not? You’re so shallow!”
“Why do you care! So what if I’m shallow!” Han Qiqing stuck her tongue out at him and harrumphed.
So what if she was obsessed with looks?
Song Shijun smirked and he laughed. “So you like Lu Yichen because he’s handsome?”
Upon hearing his, Mu Xiaoxiao asked, puzzled, “Oh yeah, why don’t I see Year Threes here? There seems to be only Year Ones and Year Twos here. Isn’t this supposed to be a school-wide autumn outing?”
“They were supposed to come. However, there turned out to be a monthly examination next week. In order to not distract them, they’ll have a Year Three autumn outing after their monthly examination,” Song Shijun explained, and he seemed to shoot a look at Yin Shaojie as he did so.
Yin Shaojie cared more about the previous topic and wanted to bring the conversation around again. Mu Xiaoxiao seemed to have predicted this and stood up suddenly. “Alright, alright, we should go to our rooms too!” she shouted.
She looked at Song Shijun and asked, “How many rooms are there in the cottage? How many people can fit in there? How are our rooms assigned?”
Song Shijun said, “There are three floors and four or five rooms on each floor. It’s possible for us to take one room each, but you..”
You will definitely be rooming with the Great Master Yin.
He didn’t get the chance to finish his words.
Mu Xiaoxiao hooked an arm around Mo Xiaomeng’s neck. Beaming, she said, “I’m rooming with Xiaomeng, of course! Xiaomeng, do you want to room with me?”
Mo Xiaomeng nodded happily and clapped excitedly like a seal. “Yeah okay!”
Han Qiqing asked hurriedly, “What happened next? Did Xiaoxiao care about her?”
“Of course she…” Mo Xiaomeng was about to continue, but was elbowed by Mu Xiaoxiao who looked at her and said, “Alright, let’s not talk about other people’s business. I have a kinda good relationship with Chanel.”
Mo Xiaomeng smiled with her lips and didn’t continue.
This caused Han Qiqing to be extremely curious. Lunging forward, she hugged Mu Xiaoxiao’s neck and shook her. “Xiaoxiao, just tell me what’s going on. You’ve only been in America for a few years. How did you get to know a princess? Did you meet a prince as well? Like an elder or younger brother of the princess? Is he handsome?”
Mo Xiaomeng remembered something and she laughed with a hand over her mouth, “Of course she knows a prince. Prince Dick from Country L tried to woo Xiaoxiao before, and also that…”
Once these words were said, they were of course heard by a particular demon.
Mu Xiaoxiao reached out to stop Mo Xiaomeng from continuing hurriedly. She lamented, “Xiaomeng, are you trying to disclose everything about me today? I shouldn’t have brought you here if I had known.”
Mo Xiaomeng stuck her tongue out and made a cross on her lips to indicate that she wouldn’t say anymore.
However, Yin Shaojie raised his eyebrow and said, “Since you’re preventing someone else from telling the story, you can tell it yourself. Xiaoxiao, who are all these princes?”
It seemed like she had enjoyed herself immensely during those four years in America. No wonder she had forgotten her childhood friend after she had gone there.
Han Qiqing’s curiosity was aroused and she was really impatient. She swung Mu Xiaoxiao’s hand even more violently and said, “Xiaoxiao, Xiaoxiao, hurry up and tell us the facts! How many princes have wooed you before? Are they handsome? Do you have any photos? I want to see them!”
Nearby, Song Shijun sighed. He shook his head at her and teased, “Qiqing, the only thing you care about is whether they’re handsome or not? You’re so shallow!”
“Why do you care! So what if I’m shallow!” Han Qiqing stuck her tongue out at him and harrumphed.
So what if she was obsessed with looks?
Song Shijun smirked and he laughed. “So you like Lu Yichen because he’s handsome?”
Upon hearing his, Mu Xiaoxiao asked, puzzled, “Oh yeah, why don’t I see Year Threes here? There seems to be only Year Ones and Year Twos here. Isn’t this supposed to be a school-wide autumn outing?”
“They were supposed to come. However, there turned out to be a monthly examination next week. In order to not distract them, they’ll have a Year Three autumn outing after their monthly examination,” Song Shijun explained, and he seemed to shoot a look at Yin Shaojie as he did so.
Yin Shaojie cared more about the previous topic and wanted to bring the conversation around again. Mu Xiaoxiao seemed to have predicted this and stood up suddenly. “Alright, alright, we should go to our rooms too!” she shouted.
She looked at Song Shijun and asked, “How many rooms are there in the cottage? How many people can fit in there? How are our rooms assigned?”
Song Shijun said, “There are three floors and four or five rooms on each floor. It’s possible for us to take one room each, but you..”
You will definitely be rooming with the Great Master Yin.
He didn’t get the chance to finish his words.
Mu Xiaoxiao hooked an arm around Mo Xiaomeng’s neck. Beaming, she said, “I’m rooming with Xiaomeng, of course! Xiaomeng, do you want to room with me?”
Mo Xiaomeng nodded happily and clapped excitedly like a seal. “Yeah okay!”
