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Endless Pampering Only For You
Chapter 697 - A Prince Tried to Woo Her (3)Chapter 697: A Prince Tried to Woo Her (3)
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Mu Xiaoxiao stared at Su Lin suspiciously, always having the vague feeling that she was up to something.
Good friends?
Mu Xiaoxiao’s expression remained unchanged, smiling brightly as she asked, “Then who do you want to share a room with?”
Su Lin returned the smile, saying, “Xiaoxiao, why don’t we share a room then? Since there are some misunderstandings between us, let’s use this chance to hang out, get to know more about each other, and talk things out.”
Mu Xiaoxiao wanted to refuse her. If she were to sleep with Su Lin, then she wouldn’t dream of being able to have a peaceful sleep.
But before she even started speaking, Yin Shaojie grabbed her arm.
She asked, “What are you doing?”
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Yin Shaojie looked into her eyes and said, “The sun is quite hot here. Let’s head to the villa first and talk later.”
Mu Xiaoxiao noticed he was hinting through his eyes, so she stopped talking.
Oh yeah, how could she forget?
They were going to camp outside at night. They weren’t going to sleep in the room anyways. Who cared who she was going to share a room with!
“Alright, let’s go.” Mu Xiaoxiao waved to everyone, and the group got on the electric car.
Su Lin wanted to go along with them as well, however the six seats of the electric car had already been taken.
Mu Xiaoxiao smiled and said, “I’m sorry. I guess you need to take another one.”
Su Lin’s lips were pursed. “That’s no problem. Drive slower. I don’t know the way around here.”
She said nothing more and got into the electric car behind.
The helper laboriously loaded the huge suitcase in the car and wiped the sweat from her forehead.
As the other students watched them leave, they couldn’t help but start whispering among themselves.
As the crowd dissipated, An Zhixin was left filled with envy as she watched the cars drive away into the distance.
Along the way.
The group of six at the front chatted happily. There was laughter and occasional singing as well.
Initially, it was Han Qiqing who had started it whimsically, but she couldn’t sing well. After being mocked by Song Shijun, Han Qiqing dragged in Mu Xiaoxiao to help her, and Mu Xiaoxiao then dragged in Mo Xiaomeng instead.
“Xiaomeng is very good at singing. Let Xiaomeng sing!”
Suddenly, Mo Xiaomeng was bashful and helpless as she shook her head, “No, don’t. I can’t sing.”
“Who says you can’t sing? Xiaomeng, show Qiqing what it means to sing and not wail like a ghost!” Mu Xiaoxiao also couldn’t help but laugh at Han Qiqing’s tone deafness.
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Han Qiqing shouted, “Hey! Xiaoxiao, you’re on my side! How can you side with Song Shijun?”
However, Han Qiqing and Song Shijun were sitting in the last row while Mu Xiaoxiao and Yin Shaojie were sitting in the first row. And In the middle row sat Mo Xiaomeng and Ye Sijue, so even if Han Qiqing wanted to hit Mu Xiaoxiao, she couldn’t reach her.
Why did her hands have to be so short!
Mo Xiaomeng was laughing happily at their banter.
Gazing deeply at her, Ye Sijue suddenly placed his large hand over her little soft hand. Then, his elegant face went up beside her ear and said in a devilish voice, “Will you sing for me? I haven’t heard you sing before.”
Mo Xiaomeng blushed as his warm breath tickled her, and she shrunk back bashfully, saying, “No, I’m not singing. It’s weird singing in public.”
There were other people in the electric cars that were passing by, so she was embarrassed to sing.
Ye Sijue smirked, and his voice became lower but more beguiling.
“Then tonight, sing for me.”
This idea seemed even better to him.