Great God, don't make candy easily!

Chapter 191 The Princess's First Kiss

Having said that, Han Mochen finally let Cheng Jiahe into his room.

However, it is impossible to give up the bed, and the floor is the only option.

After washing up, Cheng Jiahe came out of the bathroom and saw Han Mochen lying on the bed holding up a photo and looking at it.

Those deep blue eyes were filled with tenderness and love.

Not surprised, he sat on his "dragon bed" and Cheng Jiahe yawned and said, "The real person is right across the way. I want to see the other side."

Han Mochen didn't even look at him, his eyes were still on the photo.

"But to be honest, you have good taste. Not only is the princess not disabled, she is getting more and more beautiful, not to mention her figure, tsk tsk tsk..."

Before Cheng Jiahe finished speaking, a pillow flew from the bed and hit his handsome face accurately.

"Sleep your sleep."

"Hey, don't let anyone talk anymore. Look at how stingy you are. Why don't you beat someone's ex-boyfriend to a maim when you meet him?"

His eyes narrowed slightly, Han Mochen gritted his teeth and did not answer.

They are good brothers after all, and his micro-expression cannot escape Cheng Jiahe's eyes, "Oh shit, no, you, okay? Don't end up sending the princess back to the scumbag yourself."

Han Mochen raised his eyes and asked, "Do you think I am you?"

"You are my brother and I have already slept across from you." Cheng Jiahe rolled his eyes, "Hey, brother, do you want me to teach you some skills?"

What answered him was that the light in the room suddenly went out.

Obviously, Han Mochen didn't intend to listen to him in the middle of the night.

Cheng Jiahe grabbed the pillow that had hit him before and turned over to lie down. The dark room became quiet.

After about 2 minutes...

"Let me ask you a question, the princess's first kiss..."

Before Cheng Jiahe finished asking the question, he was interrupted by Han Mochen's voice, "Mine."

"...Huh?" He was stunned for a while, then sat up and said, "I'll go, you beast!"

We haven’t seen each other since we were 13 years old. Doesn’t that mean we were there before 13 years old...

In the darkness, a man's slightly arrogant sneer sounded, "She took the initiative."

Cheng Jiahe: "..."

Turning over and lying down with a constipated look on his face, he silently took out his mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to Rong Wanyu who was far away in the Pacific Ocean, "Honey, can you take the initiative to kiss me!"

I sent the message and received only one expression, "Are you mentally retarded?"

Cheng Jiahe: "..."

After thinking about it, he took a deep breath and said coldly, "The kind you have is definitely not a kiss. It can only be called a kiss at best."

"I know you're jealous, so you don't need to say it to please me." Han Mo replied calmly.

Cheng Jiahe: "..." Damn it!

Another few minutes passed.

"Hey, when did it happen, how did we kiss, please share."

"Don't pretend to be asleep, let's talk."

"The long night is lonely and cold..."

"So energetic, go back to your hotel."

"..."

The room finally became completely silent.

After a while, a small snoring sounded on the floor.

Han Mochen avoided his eyes, remembering the scene many years ago that was slightly funny but he couldn't forget it.

……

Midsummer 12 years ago.

The blue-eyed boy was reading by the huge floor-to-ceiling window in the study room, when suddenly the sound of footsteps came from downstairs.

"Han Mochen, Han Mochen!" The girl's figure appeared at the door.

Hearing the voice, Han Mochen turned over the page of the book in his hand without raising his head.

Xia Bairuo ran to him holding several fairy tales, "Shall we play the game of princesses and knights?"

(End of this chapter)