Lolita, don't be too flowery

Wait...it seems...someone is carrying her off the plane...

Could it be... Han Moze?

But... She clearly remembered that the man's embrace was cold, and the smell on her body was not Han Moze's body fragrance...

Could it be... Mu Xingfeng?

This possibility was immediately denied by Han Ruoli.

How could such an indifferent person like him carry her off the plane?

So, it must be Han Moze!

Thinking of Han Moze holding her off the plane, Han Ruoli's heart beat a few beats faster...

It's just... there is a trace of loss in my heart...

"Xiao Li!" Han Moze's voice brought her out of her fantasy.

"Ah?" She didn't dare to face Han Moze's fiery eyes, for fear that she would accidentally lose control of herself and fall into his arms.

His hand wanted to touch her head, but she avoided it without a trace.

His hands were still frozen in the air, and he suddenly smiled, "Are you hungry? I'll take you to dinner."

Unable to resist, Han Moze held her hand tightly.

Han Moze took her by the hand to the restaurant of the castle.

During this period, although Han Ruoli had struggled, but it was of no avail. Instead, it made the people around her look like "the young lovers are having a fight".Later, I simply stopped struggling.

"Ze, where is... Xingfeng? Why didn't you see him?" Han Ruoli asked nonchalantly after finishing the dinner.

Han Moze's body froze, a look of resentment appeared on his face, and there was disappointment in his eyes.

Before Han Moze could answer, there was a commotion at the entrance of the restaurant.

The maids' discussions were rustling, Han Ruoli's hearing was excellent, and only then did she hear their words——

"Look! What a beautiful boy!"

"That's it! Just like a fairy!"

"The one with purple hair and purple pupils!"

"Master Frere is probably not as good as him!"

Purple hair purple pupils?That must be Mu Xingfeng's right.

Sure enough, Mu Xingfeng walked from the door of the restaurant expressionlessly, and only frowned when he heard the discussions of the maids.

Han Ruoli raised her eyebrows - what a disaster!

Although a lot of people were talking about Han Moze just now, but since Han Ruoli was nearby, they were too embarrassed to speak too loudly.

Mu Xingfeng walked straight to Han Ruoli, "Let's go."

"Eh? Where are you going?" Han Ruoli asked suspiciously.

Mu Xingfeng didn't answer her, but cast a sideways glance at Han Moze, and said, "You too."

Although Han Moze didn't understand why, his emotions and anger were not visible, and he nodded with a blank expression on his face.

"Xingfeng Xingfeng, where are you going?"

"Reception room."

"That's right! It must be someone called Freire who wants to see us, right? Freire, you can tell from his name that he must be an uncle, and he is still putting on such a big air. Why doesn't he come to see us... ...really."

"..." Mu Xingfeng was speechless.

"..." Han Moze was speechless.

"Why don't you talk?" Han Ruoli asked with her head tilted, looking like a little girl.

"..." Mu Xingfeng was still speechless, walking his own way.

Han Moze frowned, "Why does he have to be an uncle?"

Han Ruoli gave him a blank look, "Ze, when did you become so stupid? Look at him, how handsome is he who is called a 'pervert' by the outside world? Also, only those uncles can put on airs and call People go to see him. Based on the above, he must be an uncle who has reached menopause."