Chapter 446 - Should it Be Older Sister?
My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker!
Wow, it really was very funny. Qiao Mu swept him a glance and poked his chest with her finger.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âNot funny.â
With a tug of his hand, Mo Lian pulled the little fellow into his embrace, chuckling as he hugged her.
Suddenly, a fuming voice sounded from the door. Duan Yue dashed over and yelled lividly, âOf course itâs not funny! Qiaoqiao, donât listen to him talk rubbish! I am a good person without equal.â
Without equal, huh? Mo Lian cast him a slightly disdainful look and conveniently chucked that small rectangular iron box at his head.
Duan Yue was so angry that he raised his leg, intending to send it flying with a kick.
However, just as his foot was about to come into contact with the small iron box, Mo Lianâs voice sounded leisurely. âItâs Qiaoqiaoâs.â
Duan Yue stumbled, and his kicking motion abruptly changed into an outstretched grasp. His movements were skillful and flowed smoothly, successfully nabbing the small lousy box into his hand.
âThis should be a concealed weapon box.â Mo Lian said indifferently.
Raising his head proudly, Duan Yue cast a sidelong glance at him before giving a humph. Then, while shaking the small iron box in his hand, he said smugly,âYou donât know how to open this, right. Let me tell you, this type of concealed weapon box has been sealed with a method passed down from ancient times, and normal people absolutely cannot unseal the outer layer. I can already 99 percent determine that whatever is in here is a treasure.â
This small iron box had indeed perplexed Darling Qiao for many years. When she had free time and nothing else to do, she would do all sorts of things to itâsoaking it in water, roasting it in fire, even stabbing it with needles and throwing it in the fryer... cough, cough.
Hearing what Duan Yue said just now, the little fellow pattered before him with great interest and urged, âHurry and open it.â
âOkay!â Duan Yue tossed the small iron box in the air. Then, he pulled Qiao Mu to his side and said with a grin, âBut you have to call me âolder brother!ââ
Our dear Mo Lianâs face darkened. Duan Yue, that punk, really knew how to take a mile when given an inch!
He had originally thought that the icy little fellow would reject. Afterall, Duan Yue was also just making a joke, but the next secondâ
Darling Qiao called him âolder brotherâ very straightforwardly in a clear and crisp voice. Afterwards, she hurriedly tugged his sleeve. âLetâs go!â
Duan Yue was taken aback.
Mo Lian was furious! His handsome face had turned ashen, and he pulled the little fellow into his embrace, his entire body emitting a low pressure.
As dense as our dear Qiao Mu was, even she could sense the displeasure he was exuding.
The little fellow raised her head from his embrace and looked baffled at his expression. She asked flabbergasted, âWhat happened?â
âYou called him âolder brother!ââ Mo Lian gnashed his teeth.
Qiao Mu nodded, then she turned her small stoic face to look at Duan Yue, who stood there laughing himself silly. She creased her brows and asked, âWhat happened to him? If not âolder brother,â should it be âolder sister?ââ
Mo Lian: ... Why can I not refute her?
Yet hearing this, Mo Lianâs shoulders trembled, trying to stifle his laughter. He lowered his head and hugged the little girl, unable to suppress his laughter at that moment.
His darling, was still young...
When Duan Yue heard her after returning to his senses, he also felt a bit both amused and exasperated. He swept a glance at Mo Lian and humphed, saying, âWhat are you laughing at. If I were to be âolder sister,â you would be âolder sister,â too! Tsk!â
You think that you wouldnât be as attractive as me if you were to masquerade as a young lady with that face? Ah, blah! Who was a young lady? Your whole family were young ladies!
âQiaoqiao, letâs go!â
âDonât be so touchy! Lead the way in front!â Mo Lian swatted away Duan Yueâs misbehaving paw but was met with Duan Yueâs indignant glower.