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Pann Xiaoman cursed in her heart as she gobbled down the pastries on the table like a whirlwind.

After eating a lot of snacks, his mouth became dry. Fortunately, there was tea. There was only one cup, it was Helian Mo's cup. No matter how bold Rao Pann Xiaoman was, she didn't dare to use his cup.

Who knows if he has HIV, or tuberculosis, or hepatitis B, or something like that? What if he could infect her with his saliva? Then wouldn't she be doomed?

Pann Xiaoman rolled her eyes.

She decided to just give up. She grabbed the teapot, raised her head and opened her mouth to pour the tea into her mouth with a "gulu gulu" sound. After half a pot of tea had been poured into her stomach, Pann Xiaoman was finally satisfied. She wiped her mouth with her sleeve and put the teapot back into its original position.

Helian Mo still lowered his head and continued to read, ignoring her.

He ignored her, and Pann Xiaoman had no other choice. She couldn't possibly brazenly pull on his sleeve and let him chat with her, right? No matter what, she still had her pride, right?

Pann Xiaoman was bored to death and had nothing to do, so she lazily leaned against the soft seat without sitting down. She was enjoying herself as she whistled like a ruffian.

After whistling for a long time, she hummed again.

It was an old, worn-out song called "Carmen," "... Love is nothing more than a common thing. It's nothing to be proud of that a man is only a pastime. "What do you mean 'happy'? Are you all lying to yourself? What do you mean 'crazy'? It's all a play by men and women …

Pann Xiaoman snorted as she looked up.

Seeing Helian Mo raise his head, his gaze landed on her face. He was still expressionless, but his gaze was still as cold as ice.

Pann Xiaoman ignored him and continued to hmph. I like men, rich and poor. "Even if he were a man, I'd throw him away, but no matter how powerful your magic is …" After he had finished humming, he said in a strange tone, "If you fall in love with me, you will be seeking your own misfortune! Humph! If I fall in love with you, you will die in my hands! "Hum, hum, hum!"

She gritted her teeth as she spoke, her face grim.

When she looked up again, she saw that Helian Mo was still looking at her.

Pann Xiaoman was a little humiliated and angered by his gaze. She couldn't help but act in a barbaric fashion, immediately becoming fearless and glaring at him with her hands on her hips. "What are you looking at? Have you never seen a beauty before? "

Helian Mo frowned, he still didn't speak — who knows if he was mute? He didn't move. He only looked at Pann Xiaoman, his eyes dark and dark. It was hard to tell what kind of bird he was thinking about.

Pann Xiaoman didn't show any weakness as she stared at him.

Their eyes met, staring at each other.

Pann Xiaoman was just a newborn calf that wasn't afraid of a tiger. Pann Xiaoman was not afraid of the emperor since she was born in ancient times — what was there to be afraid of? Wasn't he the same as her? Not a god. He had to be like her. He had to eat when he was hungry, sleep when he was sleepy, and go to the bathroom when he was anxious.

Finally, Helian Mo was a good guy that didn't fight with women.

In the end, he was still the ruler of a country. He probably thought that bullying a girl was not a hero. Helian Mo retracted his gaze and picked up the book again. He once again focused his attention on reading as he did not hear anything outside the window.

That book, I don't know what book it is.

The words on the cover of the book in Helian Mo's hand were too complicated, there were so many strokes on it, Pann Xiaoman couldn't recognize any of them — Pann Xiaoman fainted. As a sophomore of a famous university, she did not expect that she would become illiterate in ancient times.