I love you 047 I hate you Song Li Sha

  At this time, Nan Feng looked around at the people and then said to Mo Yu Xiang and Mu Jue Bing: "Xiao Zhi, may I borrow her for a bit? I'll bring her back later."

  Mo Yu Xiang seemed to know what he was doing, his expression somewhat painful, but still very sincerely patted Nan Feng Yi's shoulder: "Yi, no matter the outcome, I won't blame you!"

  Nan Feng's eyes gleamed with gratitude as he glanced at him, then turned to Qian Ye Zi: "Let's go!"

  This situation made Qian Ru Ci a little panicked. Unlike Mo Yu Xiao, she didn't know what Nan Feng Yi was going to do. Because in her mind, Nan Feng Yi and Mo Yu Xiao were just playmates for her. That unknown marriage was something their families had imposed on them. She never thought that Nan Feng Yi and Mo Yu Xiao actually liked her.

  Her gaze unconsciously shifted to Mu Jue Bing's body. At this moment, she hoped that this icy face could help her get out of trouble like just now. However, she was disappointed to find that this stinky ice block's mind seemed not to be on her, and didn't know what he was thinking about.

  What made her even angrier was that the singer she disliked, Song Liusha, was staring at her butler with an unblinking gaze.

  "Ah, ice block!" She was slightly stung by Song Liu Sha's gaze, and these words slipped out.

  Normally she would call him "Ice Block" as long as she didn't call his name. Everyone had already gotten used to it, but at this moment, with the addition of a gentle tone, this nickname seemed especially intimate.

  Mu Jue Bing's eyebrows slightly furrowed: "Young Miss, what instructions?"

  "Uh, wait for me here."

  Nothing much happened anyway, Qian Ruoyi could only respond casually and then followed Nan Fengyi with some trepidation.

  At this time, Mo Yu Xing was also not in a good mood towards Ge Liu Sha beside him, so he impatiently pulled Mo Yu Xiao's arm: "Brother, accompany me to see the painting!"?

  "Huh, can't you go see for yourself? Why do I have to accompany you?" Mo Yu Xiang looked at her in confusion. To him, art and all that were just fleeting clouds; what he cared about was Taekwondo and Judo.

  However, Mo Yu Xing heard this and his small face immediately fell, his originally thin lips curling up high: "Are you accompanying me?"

  Looking at her like this, I know Xiao Yatou is angry.

  Mo Yu Xiang could only helplessly raise his hands in defeat: "Alright, I admit defeat. Can't you just accompany me?"

  The little girl has once again burst into bloom on her small face, and is now holding onto Mo Yu Xiang's arm to go see the painting~~~