Chapter 1122: Chapter 1122: Mid-Autumn Performance 4
Ping Guoguo suddenly seed to have guessed sothing, curled her lips and said, “Why lower your voice, are you afraid Mumu will find out that you’re secretly watching her?”
“No, no way!” Bei Mo, like a cat whose tail had been discovered, imdiately bristled.
Just as Ping Guoguo was about to say sothing else, Li Mumu stretched her head over, subconsciously ignoring Bei Mo, and greeted Auntie Ping, “Oh, it’s Auntie Ping, I was wondering who was standing there. Good evening, Auntie.”
“Good evening to you too, Mumu.” Ping Guoguo smiled gently.
“Auntie Ping, would you like to co over and sit? The teacher just brewed so flower tea.” Li Mumu said, reaching out to take Ping Guoguo’s hand, leading her towards the pavilion.
“Sure.”
Ping Guoguo followed her.
Seeing that this little girl dared to ignore him, Bei Mo couldn’t help but cough twice to announce his presence.
But Li Mumu didn’t even spare him a glance.
Bei Mo secretly clenched his fingers.
Damn it, she actually dared to ignore him.
“Cough, cough!”
Annoyed, Bei Mo coughed twice again, louder this ti.
This ti, Li Mumu finally turned her head to look at Bei Mo. At that mont, Bei Mo raised his chin and exchanged a glance with the little girl, thinking she would speak to him, only to hear her say directly to his mom, “Auntie Ping, Bei Mo’s throat seems a bit uncomfortable. How about I ask the maid to get so cough-relieving loquat syrup for him?”
The little girl tilted her head, pretending to be concerned.
“Mumu is really sweet.” Ping Guoguo liked Li Mumu even more and looked at her with greater warmth.
Li Mumu curled her lips, signaling to the maid beside her, “Could you please bring so loquat syrup?”
“Yes, Your Highness.” The maid responded and left.
“Wait a minute!” Trying to save face, Bei Mo hurriedly stopped her, “No need, I don’t need it.”
What loquat syrup, don’t think he doesn’t know it’s dicine.
This girl knew he hated dicine the most, yet she deliberately wanted to make him take so. Really infuriating!
Li Mumu sighed as if helpless, but her eyes held a mischievous smile, “But you’re coughing so much, how can you not take dicine!”
“Mumu’s quite right, you were coughing so much just now you could barely breathe, you must take dicine!” Ping Guoguo joined in persuading.
Bei Mo opened his mouth, but found he couldn’t utter a single word because he couldn’t possibly say he wasn’t actually coughing just now, just trying to get her attention?
No, he’d rather take dicine than tell the truth!
So, when the maid brought over a bowl of black loquat syrup, Bei Mo suppressed the urge to gag and drank it all up.
This dicine is different from others. Even if you’re not sick, taking it does no harm. It can even clear the throat and nourish the lungs, making it only beneficial to the body without any adverse effects.
After draining the dicine bowl, Bei Mo threw it back to the maid with a dark expression, glaring fiercely at the little girl, deliberately using sarcasm to irk her, “You sang terribly just now! Worse than a duck quacking!”
Li Mumu got angry imdiately, just about to retort when Ping Guoguo spoke first, “Mumu, don’t listen to his nonsense, who knows who was so srized by your singing earlier!”
No one expected that Bei Mo would be humiliated by his own mother!
Bei Mo’s face instantly turned extrely ugly.
Emmm!
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