Chapter 1540 The Little Palace Maid of the Mentally Retarded Prince (15)

Ning Jiumo finished tearing up the kite, only to realize later that the thing in his hand was made by Bai Weiwei.

A kite that has just been made.

No one in this palace was willing to make a kite for him.

Ning Jiumo suddenly raised his head and glanced at Bai Weiwei with a little panic, he tore off the things she gave him.

He did something wrong again.

Bai Weiwei just walked up to him and wanted to comfort him a few words, but Ning Jiomo didn't know what kind of stimulation she was getting, so she patted her hand away.

Then he ran to the corner and squatted back like the wind, wishing to shrink himself into a round egg.

Ning Jiomo thought she was going to beat him.

Because he ripped her things.

He buried his head in his lap, daring not to cry out for mercy, he could only keep shaking.

Bai Weiwei's hand was stagnant in the air, and her brain, which had always been sensible and smart, was now at a loss.

Which one does this play out?

Why does Ning Jiumo have an emotional state every second?

Bai Weiwei asked the system, "Is this the case for all intellectual disabilities?"

System: "There are other kinds of mental retardation as well."

Bai Weiwei is puzzled: "Is there any type of mental retardation?"

System: "Divided, such as the dementia mental retardation who drools, the mental retardation who cannot wet his pants, and the mental retardation who will spit out when he eats..."

Bai Weiwei: "Stop."

After listening to the systematic classification of mental retardation, she looked at Ning Jiumo with the kindness of an angel.

Ning Jiumo was a little stupid and a little out of breath.

But at least they don't drool, they don't pee their pants, and they don't spit out when they eat.

Suddenly I felt that Ning Jiumo was a clear stream in the mentally retarded world.

Much higher IQ than other mentally retarded.

Ning Jiumo held his head in silent fear, and suddenly a hand gently touched his hair.

He froze all over, as if he was afraid that Bai Weiwei's fingers would grab his hair and drag him out.

But the next moment, he was hugged into a soft and warm embrace.

He was dazed and didn't dare to move, the warm breath of the girl holding him was close to his ear, and a few strands of her long hair fell on his neck, itchy and light.

"Okay, Your Highness."

She seemed to be afraid of scaring him, and her voice was suppressed, making her even softer.

"It's okay, you beat the bad guy away."

Ning Jiumo blinked, a little strange and a little puzzled, and finally couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Aren't you going to hit me?"

Bai Weiwei seemed stunned for a moment, then she laughed in a low voice, "Your Highness, you really are, I can't beat His Highness, never will."

Ning Jiumo's eyelashes trembled, he seemed hesitant, but he still mustered up great courage, stretched out his hand, and carefully placed it on Bai Weiwei's back.

Her back is very thin and thin, as if fragile.

This made him even more afraid to be honest, for fear of hurting her.

But he also felt that her embrace was very safe.

Much safer than any dark corner.

[Ding, the male protagonist's favorability is 20. 】

Bai Weiwei hugged him until she felt that he was quiet and stopped convulsing before she wanted to let go of him.

But Ning Jiumo's hand suddenly tightened.

It seemed that they would not give up this hugging gesture.

Bai Weiwei wondered, "Your Highness?"

Ning Jiumo was silent for a while, and then said carefully, "I... I'm afraid, don't go."

He wanted her to keep holding him.

Holding him for a while longer, he felt that her soft and warm body smelled really good.

So he lied again.

Ning Jiumo was a little dazed, he didn't really understand what the lie meant.