The moment Mo Shisheng closed her eyes, she felt all the sounds around her instantly quiet down.
All that remained was the sound of the cold wind blowing past my ears.
"three!"
Instead of counting from one to three, she went straight to three. This was the only trick she could use to deal with Ming Beiya. Right now, the first thing she would see when she opened her eyes was that fair-skinned boy's hair!
And Ming Beiya is definitely still taking off his hat.
However, the moment Mo Shisheng opened her eyes, she was caught off guard and met a pair of dark, jade-like eyes. Those long, narrow black eyes seemed to possess a kind of magic, and her whole body sank in uncontrollably.
Mo Shisheng almost fell over because her body went limp. Ming Beiya then reached out and gently placed a hand on her waist to steady her limp body.
"I saw it."
Ming Beiya's lips curled slightly, her thin, crimson lips curving upwards in a beautiful arc. Her gentle smile seemed to captivate anyone who looked into it.
Look here.
Mo Shisheng's silly appearance successfully amused Ming Beiya. He gently raised his hat a little higher, and Mo Shisheng subconsciously looked in the direction his hand was raised, seeing a head of long silver hair.
"I won, Ah Sheng."
"..."
What did they win?
No, it seems like she's choosing a mentor now.
So what were the rules of the competition again?
It seems like they're looking at the hair?
Whoever's hair is seen first wins?
She seemed to recall seeing a patch of silvery white in front of her, as dazzling as the color of snow.
Thinking of this, Mo Shisheng looked up at Ming Beiya's hair again. Yes, that's right, it's long, silver-white hair.
Wait a minute!
Silver-white!!
hair! ! ?
"!!!!!"
Something felt off. Mo Shisheng's mind snapped back to reality. She stared wide-eyed at the man blocking her way, her words barely audible, "Ming Beiya, are you playing me?"
"I wouldn't dare."
Ming Beiya smiled slightly, "The princess said that whoever's hair is seen first wins. In order to avoid a miserable death, I have no choice but to use this method."
"..."
#*&%#&#@! !
(A string of profanities omitted here. Heaven knows how long Mo Shisheng endured before swallowing back the mouthful of blood in her throat. Her brows twitched violently involuntarily.)
She tried to look away, only to find that Ming Beiya had wrapped her in his fur coat, and all she could see when she looked up was Ming Beiya…
That face is absolutely awful.
Mo Shisheng took a few deep breaths and said through gritted teeth, "You're really something."
"No, no, no, the princess's rules for the competition are naturally superior."
Ming Beiya chuckled, offering a humble compliment.
Mo Shisheng: "..."
I'll smash your big watermelon!
Even better?
I'll give you a big watermelon!
If she had been better, then it wouldn't be you, Ming Beiya, who won!
The thought of Ming Beiya winning, while she still had to be responsible for him, made Mo Shisheng feel heartbroken.
In a fit of anger, Mo Shisheng reached out and yanked Ming Beiya's hat off, revealing his silver hair to everyone, which was absolutely stunning.
Mo Shisheng choked on her words, "Now that we've seen your hair, what are you going to do?"
“The princess herself pulled it, which means you tacitly agreed to take responsibility for me, so the princess has the right to use the hair.”
Ming Beiya emphasized the words "personally" as if afraid that Mo Shisheng wouldn't hear him.
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