Good Morning Her Royal Highness

"Brother... don't reject me, okay..." Xia Xin gripped Jiang Sijue's collar tightly, and sat on his waist, tears rolling down her eyes.

"I'm drunk, brother... so, don't take everything that happened today seriously?"

I dared to kiss Jiang Sijue only after drinking... What a sad fact.

"Brother...I'm drunk...I didn't mean to kiss you..." Covering her mouth and crying, Xia Xin curled up, her shoulders trembling.

Justified over and over again, brother, I was just drunk.

Tell Jiang Sijue that all of this is just because Jiang Xiaxin is drunk, so she does things without thinking about her brain, which is not her original intention.

Explaining to Jiang Sijue over and over again, there is only one reason——

She didn't want to embarrass Jiang Sijue.

Bitterness spread in his chest, Jiang Sijue hugged Xia Xin, and responded with a vague warmth, "I know... Brother knows..."

"Xia Xia, brother, take you back to your room to sleep, okay?"

Jiang Xiaxin nodded with teary eyes.

Jiang Sijue... Will he still push me away after all?

What exactly do you have to do to overcome that hurdle in your heart and accept me completely...?

Put Xia Xin back on the bed, Jiang Sijue covered her with the quilt, then turned off the light——

"Xia Xia, good night."

"Bang", the door was closed.

total darkness.

Xia Xin tightened her fingers holding the quilt horn one by one, her knuckles trembling.

Tears rolled in her eyes, how long had it been since she vented her feelings so thoroughly...?

Jiang Sijue...

If it is really impossible for me and you, then everything I have done for so many years, in your opinion, does it look like a joke?

Jiang Sijue... If my love will embarrass you, embarrass you, then I will stay away from you from now on... How about that?

Jiang Sijue...what exactly does your gentleness represent?

Jiang Sijue, Jiang Sijue, Jiang Sijue...

These three words are like a deep and endless nightmare that lingers every night, and every time when Xia Xin is most defenseless, a needle is stabbed in her heart.

The pain caused her to die, to die.

Jiang Sijue, I will forget about you from now on, okay...?

If this can relieve your irritability and worry, then I will definitely stay away from you and not embarrass you.

Xia Xin fell into a deep sleep, falling into Jiang Sijue's nightmare, as if she never wanted to wake up for the rest of her life.

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In the morning, Xia Xin was woken up by Mo Xinran's magical roar.

"Jiang Sijue—!! You get out, Miss Ben——!"

Mo Xinran stood at the door of the house, with the magic voice piercing through his ears, Xia Xin conditioned himself to sit up, then picked up the desk lamp at the corner of the table and threw it out of the window——

"His grandma, you still let people live this weekend—!!"

Immediately afterwards, the roar of Moxinran sounded again——

"Hey, I'm going! Jiang Xiaxin, you are so courageous that you dare to throw a lamp at me, don't you! Be careful that my old lady comes up and kills you——!"

Xia Xin pointed her middle finger at Mo Xinran, poked out half of her head upstairs, and said with a smile, "Xiaomian, if you have the ability to climb up first..."

Instead of listening to Mo Xinran scolding her father and mother, Xia Xin said that sometimes her buddies are very unreliable...

The moment I turned around, I felt something hooked on the window sill, followed by a nimble figure flying up by leaning on the rope and stepping on the wall——! !

"I'll take the exam—!!" Now that he was sleepless, Xia Xin turned over and slashed, blocking the flying kick thrown by the man with his hand, "Mo Xinran, you really climbed the wall! Did you become a thief in your previous life!"

"The thief and the agent were born by the same parents..." Mo Xinran said it was the truth, then put away the rope, and sat down casually by the bed.