Chapter 753: Unwilling to Give Me a Rotten Cloak
There was no way Lu Fenying could have expected that he would be forced into marriage from going shopping and buying an umbrella.
Umbrella in hand, he went to see Mo Qian’er. The incident with Murong Qingqing was nothing to him at all, and he had completely forgotten about bullying her.
Since he could make Mo Qian’er happy with the umbrella, he was in a good mood.
It just so happened that Mo Qian’er was also in a sunny mood. Seeing him, she smiled widely. “Your Highness, you’re here. Do you want some tea?”
It wasn’t evening yet. They could still have tea.
Lu Fenying stuffed the umbrella into her hand.
Mo Qian’er found it odd. It wasn’t raining or snowing outside. Why did he have an umbrella?
Thinking that he wanted her to put the umbrella away, she took it and hung it on a shelf right away.
Lu Fenying glanced at her. “This umbrella is for you.”
“Okay. Thank you, Your Highness. It’ll be time for dinner soon. Do you want to eat here?”
Lu Fenying enjoyed Mo Qian’er’s enthusiasm. He nodded and sat on the couch.
He thought it was strange; Mo Qian had yet to see the umbrella’s true appearance, so why had her attitude toward him changed?
She was clearly happy.
He glanced at the snow-white cloak that had been hung up. Although the rabbit fur cloak was cute, it felt like something was missing.
Mo Qian’er felt that he was acting a little strangely, but she couldn’t put her finger on it.
He had given her an umbrella for no reason and was now staring at her cloak?
Did he want her to give him the cloak because he gave her an umbrella?
But that was for women. He couldn’t wear it.
“The rabbit fur is from Ah Luo. She saw that I liked it, so had it made into a cloak,” said Mo Qian’er softly.
No matter how much the crown prince liked it, she wouldn’t give it to him.
Ah Luo had given it to her.
She couldn’t bear to part with it.
Lu Fenying didn’t know that he had become someone who coveted the cloak. He was thinking of painting a landscape on the cloak. It would definitely be beautiful.
“Take it down,” Lu Fenying said indifferently.
Mo Qian’er tensed up and whispered, “Your… Your Highness, someone gave it to me. I… I can’t give it to you.”
Lu Fenying pulled her into his arms and bit her lip. “Do I need a cloak?”
He didn’t expect Mo Qian’er to think that of him. What made him even angrier was that Mo Qian’er couldn’t bear to give him the cloak.
He had spent thirty thousand gold coins to buy her an umbrella.
And he had even fought a shameless woman for it.
Mo Qian’er’s eyes widened. “Then… why does Your Highness want me to take down the cloak?”
Lu Fenying hadn’t seen emotions in Mo Qian’er’s eyes for a long time. Seeing the curiosity in her eyes now, his heart skipped a beat. He hugged her even tighter and kissed her.
Sensing the change between her legs, Mo Qian’er shook her head. “No!”
“I know. Let me hug you.” After being touched by a stranger today, Lu Fenying realized how much he hated women.
While he had never liked being touched by others in the past, the feeling had never been as intense as today.
The moment Murong Qingqing grabbed his sleeve, he really wanted to chop off her hand.
“Your Highness, I’m not well yet.” Mo Qian’er didn’t believe him. He wouldn’t just hug her when he said he would. He wasn’t someone who could hold back his desires.
Now that he had a reaction, she felt uncomfortable.
“Don’t talk.” Lu Fenying buried his face in her neck and licked it.
Mo Qian’er was a little scared. She suddenly remembered the contract and pushed him away with all her might. “Your Highness, I said that I’m not feeling well.”