Pet Addiction: The Prince’s Desire to Spoil His Pet

Only then did Wen Momo realize that she had missed Brother Jingling, and ran back quickly. Not long after, she saw Jingling walking towards him with a cold expression in the corridor. Wen Momo ran to him, and couldn't help hugging him. His arms shook, and he raised his head slightly with a sweet face: "Brother, you are here!"

Jingling glanced at her sideways, stretched out his hand to hold her little hand, pulled it into his palm and held it, and said calmly, "You didn't see me."

"I'm sorry, I was chatting with A-Ling when I was young, so I didn't pay attention."

Jing Ling snorted softly, didn't say forgive her, but held her little hand even tighter, and led her out of the academy.

"Brother, the Taifu praised me in the classroom today."

"Praise you for what?" Jingling listened to her soft tone, clasped her little hand tightly with her slender fingers, and gently rubbed the white and smooth skin on the back of her hand with her thumb. After touching it for a while, she felt that her heart followed Gradually softened.

"The Taifu said that I analyzed and interpreted today's topic very accurately, and asked me to write it down and show it to him."

Jingling's deep purple eyes were filled with a little tenderness, "Really? Momo is so powerful."

"Momo will be even stronger in the future, right?"

Wen Momo couldn't help shaking the hand he was holding her, and smiled sweetly.

The little face is so confident and sweet.

Jing Ling gave a "hmm" and patted her head.

Strange, the heart that was as cold as ice just a moment ago melted easily because of Wen Momo's sweet smile.

But after getting into the carriage, Wen Momo didn't know to avoid it at all, and said to Jing Ling: "Brother, in the class today, I made a bet with A Ling."

"What bet?"

"It's just a bet on whether the child will be a little prince or a little fairy in the future. A Ling said it was a little prince, but I think it must be a little fairy!"

Jing Ling's complexion slowly turned cold again, and said lightly, "How do you know it's a woman?"

Wen Momo's nonsensical and blind self-confidence: "Intuition! I just think that the baby in my stomach must be a little fairy!"

Jing Ling sat on the carriage and closed her eyes in silence for a moment, then slowly turned her head to look out the window, her expression was calm, and she couldn't tell whether she was in a good or bad mood.

After a while, Jing Ling moved her thin lips and asked peacefully: "Then do you think our first baby will be a boy or a girl?"

After Jing Ling asked, she regretted it, and her ears turned slightly red. Before Wen Momo could react, she frowned and said, "Forget it, don't say it."

Wen Momo was taken aback for a moment, she probably didn't expect Brother Jingling to suddenly ask her such a distant topic, she opened her mouth and called him in a somewhat ignorant way: "Brother..."

"Don't tell me."

Only then did Wen Momo feel that Jing Ling didn't look too happy, even frowning, Wen Momo carefully moved to his side, lay on his shoulder, and looked at him softly, "Brother...what's the matter with you?"

Jing Ling didn't look at her, but turned her head sideways to look out the window and said coldly: "It's nothing."

"Brother is obviously unhappy." Wen Momo whispered, her chin slightly raised, she raised her finger to touch the center of his brow, trying to smooth it, but still in a soft and sticky tone, she coaxed Jing Ling to say: "Brother, don't be unhappy."

Wen Momo's soft fingers touched his brow with a little warmth.