Ye Ye College Ye Ta, Office of the Student Union President
Mo Xiaojing sat quietly behind the white president's table, with a faint smile on his face: "Since you two are here, why don't you come out to meet each other?"
The snow-white wooden door with fine carvings slid open silently, and Ge Sheng spread his hands and walked in helplessly.
Mo Xiaojing half-smiled, holding her chin slightly: "Uh, where is classmate Ge Qing?"
"I'm here." A muffled reply came from behind Ge Sheng. Lan Ye's ninth princess walked in backwards against Ge Sheng's back: "I said I won't see you again, so I must keep my promise."
Behind the expensive wooden table that would even stun most of the royal family, the student president said with a touch of teasing, "Can we talk without meeting each other? Your Highness."
"You're going to die." Ye Qing blushed instantly and shouted behind Ge Sheng.
Then her voice suddenly dropped: "I just said that to you, and it didn't take long for me to come back without shame." The girl bit her lip slightly: "Can you please keep your words?"
"I'm already shy enough, okay!"
Mo Xiaojing smiled and said with great interest: "I thought I wouldn't be able to see the princess for a while. It seems that someone else is helping behind the scenes."
"I want you to take care of it." Ye Qing leaned against Ge Sheng's back and looked at the wooden door in front of him, completely annoyed: "Did you do what happened this morning on purpose?"
"Maybe, or maybe not." The elegant student council president had a vague smile and a sharp light in his eyes: "Xiao Jing may be the kind of indifferent and cold-blooded person. After all, Ge Qing knows very little about me. "
"You're not." Ye Qing retorted stubbornly.
There was no basis for it, but Ye Qing just wanted to refute it.
Mo Xiaojing smiled and said, "Probably."
"Then what does Ge Qing have to do when he comes here?"
"I want you to apologize to me." After Ye Qing said this aggressively, his voice immediately softened, his face was so red that he almost bled, and his voice was as thin as a mosquito: "You apologize first, and then I will apologize to you. .”
Mo Xiaojing couldn't help but laugh, and stood up from behind the wooden table, trying to get behind Ge Sheng, that is, in front of Ye Qing.
"Hey! Hey! Hey!" Ye Qing noticed his intention, his voice was extremely panicked, and he hugged Ge Sheng's waist with both hands.
Ge Sheng helplessly let the two little hands catch him, and then found that the two hands began to control his body and began to spin to avoid Mo Xiaojing. The voice behind him was shy and angry: "What are you going to do!"
"Of course you have to apologize in person to be sincere, right?" Mo Xiaojing said slowly and gracefully, while unyieldingly accompanying Xiaojiu to start circling.
Seeing that he couldn't avoid it, Ye Xiaojiu had no choice but to turn around and bury his head deeply into Ge Sheng's back, and then said in a low voice: "That'll be alright."
Her Royal Highness the Princess buried her face on Ge Sheng's back, insisting on saying "I won't see you again", but then the order came from her mouth: "Apologise!"
When Mo Xiaojing saw this, he didn't force himself. He just stood there, bowed slightly and knelt down on one knee.
As a princess, Ye Qing could naturally withstand this curtsey, but Mo Xiaojing's posture was calm and respectful, so she looked graceful and elegant: "Mo Xiaojing, I sincerely apologize to Ge Qing for what happened this morning."
He paused and then said: "Assure Ge Qing."
"Similar things will never happen in the future."
Ye Qing turned around slowly, her jade-white face with slightly red eye circles. She stared at Mo Xiaojing: "What's your name, Ge Qing? Call me captain!"
After saying this, Ye Qing threw himself into Mo Xiaojing's arms and said with a cry: "You scared me to death, do you know? Do you know how uncomfortable I am? Do you know how irresponsible you are? ?”
"I really, really don't want to lose you, you know?"
Mo Xiaojing looked at Princess Lan Yejiu who was crying into a ball in his arms. There was an inexplicable apology in her eyes, and then she smiled: "Hey, leader, don't wipe your tears and snot on my clothes anymore. Although it's not expensive, But it’s very troublesome to wash.”
Ye Qing raised his head in her arms. As he got older, his pink and jade face gradually melted away. The girl cried a little too much today, and her eyes were slightly red and swollen.
With a slightly angry expression, she snorted coldly: "I'll wash it for you, that's all right!"
After saying this, the princess lowered her head in a vengeful manner and licked her nose heavily with Mo Xiaojing's lapel.
Mo Xiaojing looked at Ye Qing and smiled. His gentle and gentle gentlemanly demeanor looked a bit unbeatable at the moment: "That's really what I want."
A quarter of an hour later.
Ye Qing, who had finally cried enough, raised his head, blushed and withdrew from Mo Xiaojing's arms, looking at Mo Xiaojing's beautiful face: "The last question, but it is very important, are you Qian Mo?"
Mo Xiaojing was startled and didn't seem to understand what it meant: "Qian Mo?"
Ge Sheng was embarrassed, thinking that Xiaojiu was really worried about Qian Mo's true identity, and even had to carefully confirm the other party's jokes.
Mo Xiaojing then remembered the name that Ao Xuehua and Ye Qing had mentioned before, and couldn't help but smile: "I have never met Qian Mo, why did the leader say this?"
"It's only because you have never met that I would doubt you." Ye Qing said confidently.
Mo Xiaojing was slightly helpless: "Then I will be Qian Mo, before I meet him."
Ye Qing couldn't help but get angry: "Hey, what's your attitude?"
Mo Xiaojing smiled bitterly and shrugged: "Commander, what else do you want? Do you want me to find that Qian Mo and step on him under my feet so that he can tell you his true identity?" As he said that, Mo Xiaojing took off his coat. He folded the robe and handed it to Ye Qing: "Captain, as promised, wash it for me."
Ye Ye Academy Aita, 33rd floor
This is the sky sixty-six feet above. Ao Xuehua sat on the window edge and looked at the scenery below, and then turned back.
The Third Highness is not here. In this simple and elegant room, Lan Che is writing something at his desk, while Ye Qing is rummaging for something.
Just now Ye Qing recounted everything that had happened before, except for the conversation with Ge Sheng, and the handsome and charming president frowned slightly at this moment: "In other words, except for the fact that you have to wash a piece of clothing, That scum Mo Xiaojing doesn't have to suffer anything, Xiaojiu, you are really taking advantage of him."
"No." Ye Qing was dipping the white swordsman's robe into the big basin. She was looking for this basin made of fir. Then the princess turned back and blinked: "He did this, which was of no benefit to him in the first place. If I don't forgive him, not only will all his efforts be in vain."
"If I get angry with him because of this matter, as long as I want to go against him, it will definitely be difficult for the student union to do its job."
Then Ye Qing smiled and looked at the scenery outside the window: "He still has to do such a thankless thing. It is really a gentleman's behavior."
Ao Xuehua put his hands slightly behind his head and smiled in the sunset: "If you say that, Xiaojiu, you seem to have completely forgiven him."
"That's right." Ye Qing put the washing essence into the water and watched the light blue powder gradually dissolve: "It depends on his attitude towards admitting his mistake."
"Have a hard mouth but a soft heart." Ao Xuehua pouted, then stretched out at the window, tilted his head and said: "If there is no personal emotion involved, this Mo Xiaojing is indeed very charming, a person who is attractive in every sense of the word. A qualified gentleman."
Then the president with a single ponytail frowned and said, "But, I know nothing about his origins."
"He is a real mystery. No one knows why he is willing to help you like this and what his purpose is."
"His strength is very well hidden. Even I don't know how powerful he is. It is a very interesting existence for such a person to exist in this world."
"Just do it." Ye Qing smiled and put forward her suggestion: "How about you two get married?"
Ao Xuehua unceremoniously put his hands under Ye Qing's ribs and began to skillfully count her ribs. Ye Qing couldn't help but beg for mercy in a low voice: "Ha... ha... ha, I'm sorry, sister, I was wrong. Come on, Sister Lan, come and save Xiaojiu, I will never dare to do it again."
Lan Che leaned over and saw the Ninth Princess twisting and moaning helplessly under Ao Xuehua's hand. She spat out her pink tongue in an indescribably playful way: "I'm sorry, Xiaojiu, I don't dare to help you."
Ao Xuehua felt that it was almost done and then retracted his claws: "Don't always put me and that guy together, I will feel very embarrassed."
"It's very fitting for the President to say it." Lan Che laughed loudly from a distance.
"Really?" Ao Xuehua was slightly absent-minded: "Why, I have never felt like this before."
Ye Qing finally regained his composure, turned his head and smiled: "Maybe it's because he was too close, so he couldn't feel it."
Before Ao Xuehua could answer, Ye Qing immediately asked the next question.
"Who is Qian Mo?"
Ao Xuehua was startled.
Then he smiled and said, "It's someone Xiaojiu never expected."
