Don't Provoke Princess

There were quite a lot of people visiting his house today. Mo Xiaohe had taken her along the way, avoiding the crowd that was a bit crowded. From the living room to the kitchen, people were looking around from time to time.    

    

Mu Qingqing walked silently, she did not intend to talk to Mo Xiaohe anymore.    

    

The higher they went, the fewer people there were. Mu Qingqing and Mo Xiaohe both went up the stairs with only a bodyguard following them. This made Mu Qingqing more vigilant.    

    

"Are you that afraid of me?" Mo Xiaohe couldn't help but feel defeated when he saw the vigilant look on Mu Qingqing's face. It seemed that this girl had never trusted him before.    

    

"Aren't you thinking too much? I'm just keeping my distance from strangers." Mu Qingqing put her hand on the marble railing as she observed the distance between Mo Xiaohe and her. He maintained a distance of one meter from left to right.    

    

"You little girl, you really know how to talk." He, Young Master Mo, had actually become a stranger?    

    

"Where are you taking me?" Mu Qingqing realized that the higher she went, the fewer people she would see. She could not help but become more alert.    

    

"We're here."    

    

Mu Qingqing looked at the mother door on her left, which was tightly locked. Mo Xiaohe signaled his bodyguard to open the door.    

    

The interior decorations were presented one by one in front of Mu Qingqing's eyes.    

    

After walking for a long time, Mu Qingqing saw the interior decorations and her entire body collapsed.    

    

This is a bedroom!    

    

It was Mo Xiaohe's bedroom!    

    

Heavens, it was only their second meeting, why did Mo Xiaohe bring a 14-year-old girl to his bedroom?    

    

Mu Qingqing finally knew the reason why this floor was sparsely populated. Guests could visit the kitchen, guest rooms, and living room, but the master's bedroom was considered private, so of course, they couldn't visit it. Therefore, no one came to this level.    

    

However, she just followed Mo Xiaohe to the top floor and asked him where he wanted to take her as if nothing had happened.    

    

Wasn't this like sending a sheep into a tiger's den!    

    

"Well, I suddenly remembered that there seemed to be some important documents in the pile of furniture my father sent me. I'll go down first. " Mu Qingqing turned around and wanted to run away, but Mo Xiaohe stopped her.    

    

"It's just a tour of the bedroom. What are you thinking about?" Seeing her caught off guard, it was as if he was going to swallow her alive. Mo Xiaohe had a relaxed smile on his face and his sword-like eyebrows were slightly raised.    

    

Mu Qingqing looked suspiciously at the bed that was wide enough to accommodate four to five people. Her mind was filled with all sorts of dishonest thoughts.    

    

"You don't believe me?" When Mo Xiaohe saw the doubt in Mu Qingqing's eyes once again, another wound appeared in his heart. They didn't know why Mu Qingqing had such strong suspicions at such a young age. Mo Xiaohe didn't know whether to be happy that she was very vigilant, or sad that she was too cautious. "Then that's good. If you go in alone, I'll wait at the door."    

    

"Why do you want me to visit your bedroom? This is a territory that belongs to me, isn't it inappropriate for me to enter? " Mu Qingqing also knew that she couldn't beat Mo Xiaohe, so she planned to settle the matter peacefully.    

    

"No matter what, I'm still a birthday star, so I don't have any other wishes. I just want you to visit my bedroom."    

    

"Longevity star, is this really your wish?" How strange was it to let a person who he had only met twice visit his bedroom?    

    

"Yes." Mo Xiaohe nodded slightly without a trace of joking on his face.    

    

"Alright, I'll just take a look." Mu Qingqing turned around and walked into Mo Xiaohe's bedroom. After a few steps, she backed out. I'm done with the tour. "    

    

Mo Xiaohe suddenly released his aura. He looked like an old-fashioned teacher, but more serious than the teachers.    

    

"Ugh …" Mu Qingqing was stunned on the spot. For a moment, she retreated two steps in shock due to Mo Xiaohe's imposing manner.    

    

Seeing how perfunctory she was, Mo Xiaohe couldn't help but feel a bit angry. Holding her hand, he walked into the room and said, "Come with me."    

    

"Hey, hey, hey. Mo Xiaohe, let go!" If you don't let go, I'll scream for help! " Mu Qingqing looked to the bodyguard standing motionlessly at the door as she was dragged unwillingly into the room. Then, he remembered that this f * cker's bodyguard was also from the Mo family.    

    

Mo Xiaohe's bedroom was very big and spacious. The American style looked very luxurious, but it didn't lose its style. Unfortunately, Mu Qingqing wasn't in the mood to appreciate it. Strangely, Mo Xiaohe's hand was on her arm, but Mu Qingqing was unable to read his thoughts and thoughts.    

    

"Mu Qingqing, do you remember this photo?" Mo Xiaohe let go of Mu Qingqing's elbow and handed a photo frame to her.    

    

It was an old photograph. There were two children who looked to be about six or seven years old on it. However, there were some flowers on the photo, so the faces of the two children could no longer be seen. However, it could be seen that another child's collar was being pulled towards the shore by a delicate hand.    

    

"Ugh …" Mu Qingqing didn't quite understand Mo Xiaohe's meaning. Was the reason why he asked her to visit this place mainly to see this photo?    

    

"Longevity, I've visited your bedroom and the photos. Can I leave now?" Mu Qingqing raised her head and mustered her courage to ask.    

    

But in Mo Xiaohe's eyes, a short guy who was about 1.5 meters tall raised his head and asked him like a child, "Can we go now?"    

    

"No." After a pause, he continued, "Answer me, do you still remember this photo?"    

    

Mu Qingqing shook her head. This picture was like a mosaic.    

    

"All these years, you have not returned to the Mu Mansion?" There were some emotions in Mo Xiaohe's eyes, but Mu Qingqing didn't notice them.    

    

"Mu Mansion?" Had the Mo family and the Mu Family been familiar with each other before? Mu Qingqing thought back to her previous life carefully. In her previous life, there really wasn't much of a good relationship between the Mu Family and the Mo family. I haven't been back for many years. "    

    

"No wonder I couldn't find you." Mo Xiaohe smiled and said, "You came back when you were seven, right?"    

    

Mu Qingqing pondered for a moment. It seemed to be true.    

    

"Did we know each other before?"    

    

"It seems like you really don't remember." Mo Xiaohe took back the photo frame, put it back on the bedside table, and clenched his fist slightly. I heard that you want to take the Tri-Kou Middle School test? "    

    

"You know all this?" Mu Qingqing only remembered telling Mu Anren and the rest, and also Xiao Huali. How did Mo Xiaohe know about this?    

    

"If you remember this picture, I'll tell you." Mo Xiaohe put one hand in his pocket and smiled. His expression almost made Mu Qingqing beg him for help.    

    

Mu Qingqing looked hesitantly at the picture that looked as if she had been hit by a mosaic. She asked faintly, "What do you think about a picture that can't even be seen from the face?"    

    

"The one on the left is you, the one on the right is me." Mo Xiaohe gave her a hint. Perhaps it had happened too early, and she couldn't remember why.    

    

"The one with no face is me?" Mu Qingqing pointed at her nose. It was hard to see herself in that picture. The little girl who was dragging him onto the shore had tied up two braids. His appearance could not be clearly seen, and he could vaguely see a bit of lively shadow. This was completely different from her usual personality. In the past, she was a quiet little beauty!    

    

Mu Qingqing looked carefully at the surroundings of the photo; it really was the Mu Mansion. Behind the Mu Mansion, there was a lake. It was quite big, with jade-green water and bamboo plants growing all around. It was a bit of a beautiful scene.    

    

The scene suddenly became clear and didn't give Mu Qingqingfei time to think about it. The scenes then popped into her mind, frame by frame. It caught her off guard.    

    

Mo Xiaohe saw that she seemed to be thinking carefully, so he didn't rush her and patiently waited for her to think.    

    

Mu Qingqing's face changed from white to pink, and the images that she had forgotten at the bottom of her memory popped back.    

    

"Thank you for saving me."    

    

"He only knows how to say thanks. He doesn't have any sincerity at all."    

    

"Then what should I do to have sincerity?"    

    

"Marry me. I want to be a bride, I want to wear an apron, I want to cook for boys. "    

    

"Really?"    

    

"A dog that lied to you, you bastard turtle."    

    

"But Mom said she'd be old enough to get married."    

    

"Then marry when you grow up."    

    

"Then will you wait for me to grow up?"    

    

"I'll wait for you to marry me."    

    

"Alright, let's pull the hook."    

    

Mu Qingqing's thoughts gradually returned to reality. She raised her head and looked at Mo Xiaohe, who was staring at her with a serious expression, and forced a smile.    

    

"Sorry to disappoint you, birthday. I really can't remember this photo."    

    

"Oh? Is that so? Then why are you blushing? " Mo Xiaohe calmly pulled up the chair in front of the desk and sat down. Her expression didn't seem like she had forgotten at all.    

    

"This damn weather, why is it so hot? It's like a steamer." Mu Qingqing turned her back and fanned her face with her hands, trying to get rid of the heat.    

    

"Air-conditioner on." Mo Xiaohe said coldly.    

    

"That could be because the air-conditioning in your house is broken and the quality is too poor. It should be replaced. "Hehe." As she finished speaking, Mu Qingqing lost all her confidence.    

    

She was thinking, Kid, do you know how old the person standing in front of you is? Could the little child's words be true? How incredible, how could you have forgotten about such a thing!    

    

"Mu Qingqing, stop hiding. You can't fool me." Even though Mo Xiaohe had just turned seventeen today, his mind was already much more mature than his peers. He was also more stable when it came to doing things. You remember. "    

    

"What are you really doing with your words?" Mu Qingqing turned away, slapping the wooden table with both hands, her face pink.    

    

Mo Xiaohe stared at her with a trace of a smile on his lips.    

    

"I... I have to go now. Goodbye! " Mo Xiaohe's gaze seemed to be able to see through everything, causing her, who was in her twenties, to feel uneasy.    

    

"Close the door." Mo Xiaohe snapped his fingers. The bodyguard tactfully closed the door and locked it with his key.    

    

Why would there be such a sensible bodyguard in this world! The corner of Mu Qingqing's mouth twitched, as if she'd suffered an extremely heavy blow.