Abduction of love and marriage: wrongly provoking the black emperor

Chapter 245 His Royal Highness Berger
Feng Sumo thought that Moxiluo would look for her everywhere if he didn't see her, so he quickened his pace and walked towards the banquet hall. His pace was too hasty, and he bumped into an oncoming person accidentally, with a small head, It bumped into the strong chest of the visitor abruptly, and it hurt a lot.

The wine glass in the visitor's hand was poured out with one movement of hers, and the white shirt was splashed all over.

"Ah." Feng Sumo rubbed his aching head, whispered, and raised his eyes, trying to see the situation clearly, but his eyes froze when they touched the man's wine-stained clothes , took a tissue from the waiter and wiped it for him, "Sorry, I didn't pay attention just now."

"It's okay." A hoarse and slightly cold voice came from above his head, Feng Sumo was stunned, and slowly raised his head.

Feng Sumo looked astonished, "His Royal Highness Boge..."

"Are you surprised to see me?" Berger looked at her with cold eyes, and there was a trace of incomprehensible complexity in his eyes.

"Your Highness was joking." Feng Sumo felt sorry for soiling his clothes on such an occasion, lowered his head, and continued to wipe his clothes.

Berger is the Crown Prince. When Feng Sumo met the members of the royal family for the first time after marrying Mexiro, he should have left a deep impression on her. At that time, she had just eaten Kanoqi's cold face , but walked in front of Berg, and faced another cold face, so Feng Sumo was deeply impressed by him.

It's just that Berg's coldness is different from Kanocchi's. Kanocci doesn't like her, so he put on such a face to show her, while Berger is more like his personality.

Although Feng Sumo stayed with Mesilo for several months after his marriage, he didn't have many chances to have direct contact with Berg, and the meeting was also a family banquet or other public occasions of royal family members.

The small hand wiped the position on the chest, and the temperature on the hand was transmitted to Berg's skin through the thin material, which was numb.

Berger let her wipe it, and looked at her side face with lightly drooping eyes, and the darkness in the bottom of his eyes was drawn away.

"What are you doing?" Moxiluo, who saw this scene as soon as he walked over, picked up Feng Sumo's hand that was wiping Berger, put it to his lips, kissed her, and covered her hand with his big hand.

"I just accidentally bumped into His Highness Berg and stained his clothes." Feng Sumo explained, wanting to help Berg continue to wipe, but Moxiluo stubbornly held her hand and refused to let go.

"Borg won't mind such a small matter with you." A slight arc was drawn on the corner of Moxiluo's lips, and his eyes squinted at Berg.

"Yeah." Berg nodded lightly, his tone flat and unsurprised.

Feng Sumo glanced at him, took Moxiluo's arm, and smiled, "Have you finished talking with the prince?"

"It's over, let's go home." Moxiluo and Berg said goodbye with eyes, and led Feng Sumo directly to the palace gate.

The purpose of coming here has been achieved, and he can't believe that Kanoqi is still forcing him to marry Suri with such an obvious resistance to marriage.

Compared with this matter, he is more worried about stimulating Kanoqi, and tomorrow Su Mo's identity will be reported overwhelmingly...

Moxiluo's worries were not shown on his face, nor was Feng Sumo aware of it.

All night, restless and sleepless.

Early the next morning, the first thing Mexilo did after waking up was to ask Nuoqi for the morning paper.

"Your Highness, there is no news about you today." Thinking that he wanted to pay attention to Su Rui and his marriage, Nuo Qi reported for him.

"Where's Su Mo's?" Moxiluo grabbed the newspaper in his hand and turned it over by himself.

"nor."

"..."

(End of this chapter)