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Mo Xiaomeng closed her eyes and listened to his conversation on the phone.
Then she looked up at him and asked,â who is it?â
Ye sijue lowered his head and kissed her little mouth. &Quot; Xiaoxiao, she said that she has an appointment with the king for breakfast and wants us to get up quickly. &Quot;
Mo Xiaomeng nodded. She wanted to get up, but the pain in her waist made her frown.
Ye sijue said,â Iâll carry you up?â
She nodded her head.
While the two of them had woken up, han qiqing was in more trouble on the other side. She didnât pick up her phone and even got song Shijun to knock on the door.
&Quot; hey, qiqing, han qiqing, you pig. Everyoneâs waiting for you. &Quot;
After pressing the doorbell for a few minutes, han qiqing finally came out to open the door in her slippers.
âWhat?â
Song Shijun put one hand on the door frame and glared at her. &Quot; eat breakfast. Didnât Xiaoxiao post it in the group? Didnât you reply?â
Han qiqing thought for a while. It seemed so.
âThis early?â
Song Shijun said,â itâs not too early. You canât meet the king sooner or later. Hurry up. Thereâs still ten minutes. &Quot;
Han qiqing was shocked. &Quot; youâre meeting the king? Xiaoxiao didnât say that she had an appointment with the king!â
Song Shijun looked at his phone and said,â you still have nine minutes to brush your teeth, wash your face, and change your clothes. &Quot;
Han qiqing paused and quickly ran back.
Song Shijun shook his head from behind.
In less than ten minutes, han qiqing was done with her preparations and gathered with song Shijun.
Song Shijun brought her to mu Xiaoxiaoâs room.
Seeing that they had arrived, mu Xiaoxiao smiled and said,â you guys are so fast. &Quot;
Han qiqing was still panting a little. Seeing mu Xiaoxiao combing her hair, she was stunned for a moment before urging her,â Xiaoxiao, hurry up. We donât have enough time! &Quot;
Mu Xiaoxiao said,â I can make it. Thereâs still time. &Quot;
Han qiqing knew that she had been tricked. She glared at song Shijun and reached out to hit him.
âYou said you only have ten minutes left!â
Song Shijun laughed as he avoided her. &Quot; 1 said, you only have ten minutes. &Quot;
Han qiqing chased after him and hit him.
As the two of them were playing, mo Xiaomeng and ye sijue came over.
Mu Xiaoxiao fixed her hair and said to them,â alright, letâs go! &Quot;
Han qiqing said,â no, I have to hit him. Otherwise, I wonât be able to eat breakfast if Iâm angry! &Quot;
The others laughed.
Yin Shaojie came out of the bathroom and said to song Shijun,â just give way to her and give her a slap. Otherwise, weâll really be late. &Quot;
Song Shijun had no choice but to extend his arm.
âCome on, hit me however you like.â
Han qiqing smiled in satisfaction. She reached out her hand and was about to hit his palm with a smile.
Who knew that song Shijun would actually withdraw his hand?
âHahaha, 1 wonât let you hit me. Iâll piss you off!â
âSong Shijun! Youâre dead for sure today!â
The two of them chased after him this time.
Mu Xiaoxiao and the other three smiled as they followed him.
This Palace, even the corridors were so gorgeous. Facing the morning sun, the pillars by the side of the corridor seemed to be inlaid with gold.
Han qiqing and song Shijun played along the way.
She didnât pay attention and almost hit something.
The other party glared at han qiqing in dissatisfaction and rebuked her in English,â this is the palace, not a place for you to play! &Quot;
One look at the other partyâs clothes and one could tell that he was not from the palace.
He should also be a guest.
After all, she was in the wrong first, so han qiqing apologized politely. &Quot;
Iâm sorry. I didnât hit you, did I? â
The other party didnât accept her good intentions and stepped back.
âWho are you people? So uncultured! Who brought you into the palace?â
Hearing the word ill-mannered, mu Xiaoxiao raised her eyebrows..