Mengfei Qiqi

Chapter 342 Which Nickname Do You Like 2
Probably because the expression on Mo Hanqing's face was too tragic, Ye Qiqi was taken aback for a moment, then tilted his head and asked, "Your Highness, do you not like these names?"

Mo Hanqing looked at her silently, with only one message in his eyes:
Isn't this nonsense.

"Oh, it doesn't matter, I don't only have these few options for you to choose." Ye Qiqi smiled knowingly, with a bright light shining in her clear eyes, and said: "What kind of black king do you look like? Jiulan, Dongzi, I think both are pretty good, which one do you like?"

……

The corners of Mo Hanqing's thin lips tugged with difficulty.

What the hell are Heijun, Jiulan, and Dongzi...

"Anyway, those few things you like, if you put them together, you can combine many different names." Ye Qiqi saw that he still looked disgusted, and simply counted towards him one by one with his fingers: "Heizi, Heilan, Heijiu, Sejun, Shaizi, Seran, Donghei, Dongse..."

"Stop, stop, stop!!" Mo Hanqing finally couldn't listen anymore, he quickly reached out to stop Ye Qiqi's eloquent, desperately trying to keep counting names, looked at her helplessly and said: "I choose Mo Xiaojiu."

"Mo Xiaojiu?" Ye Qiqi rolled his eyes, and then he smiled brightly at him and said, "Mo Xiaojiu is pretty good, like my Mo Xiaoqi is in the same series."

"..."

Mo Hanqing twitched the corners of her lips, not wanting to comment on her words at all.

"Hey hey, Xiao Jiu?" Ye Qiqi blinked her eyes, approached Mo Hanqing with a mean look, and called out to him in a crisp voice.

Mo Hanqing's eyes were slightly lowered, looking at someone's smirk, she was silent for a while, then turned her head and looked out the window with deep eyes, pretending that she didn't hear anything just now.

"Xiao Jiu, Xiao Jiu??" Ye Qiqi reached out and pushed his arm, raised his voice and called him again.

Mo Hanqing looked out of the window firmly, with the expression of an old monk in meditation.

"Why are you ignoring me? Didn't you choose Xiaojiu just now?" Ye Qiqi made a face at him, rolled her eyes, and continued to call in his ear without giving up: "Xiao Hei, Xiao Jiu Lan, Xiaodong, if you ignore me again, I will call you by another name every day from now on."

"..."

Mo Hanqing was so tortured by her that she had no choice but to turn her head, looked at her with a helpless expression, and answered in a low breath: "En."

"Hey, Xiaojiu, you finally paid attention to me." Ye Qiqi smiled like a weasel stealing a chicken.

"..."

Mo Hanqing gave her a blank look.

"Ahem, guard Xiaojiu, I feel my arms are a little sore now, can you squeeze them for me?" Ye Qiqi coughed twice, put away the mean smile on his face, and put on a smile. With a serious look, he ordered to Mo Hanqing.

Mo Hanqing stared at her triumphant look for a while, and finally sighed softly, and said in a flat voice, "That arm is sore?"

"This one." Seeing that he had answered, Ye Qiqi quickly stretched out her right arm in front of him, and said with a smile.

Mo Hanqing lowered his head, holding her slender arm with his big white and slender hand, pressed her sleeve with his fingertips, and gently pinched her a few times.

"Ah... so comfortable..." Ye Qiqi couldn't help but narrowed his eyes and said happily.

(End of this chapter)