Qiao Mu looked speechlessly at Crown Prince Mo, who was galloping over madly on his horse.
Just as he was about to reach her, that guy flew up and landed beside her with a swish. He then cried out pitifully, "Qiaoqiao, Qiaoqiao, it's terrible. Your hubby had almost gotten taken advantage of by a scoundrelly female hooligan. Quickly comfort your hubby's almost injured body and mind."
Qiao Mu: …
It wasn't good. Ever since they got married, this guy's sense of shame was going downhill, and she was unable to reverse the trend no matter what!
Even so, Qiao Mu subconsciously hugged his waist and patted his back with her petite hand. "What female hooligan."
Mo Lian then quickly made a clean breast of what had just happened from beginning to end to his wife. Afterwards, he asked his wife, "Qiaoqiao, aren't I smart! Say, is this Mo Lu dumb or what. Where does he get the confidence that this kind of shabby move will be able to trick me?"
