When Xiaoqing heard this, her face turned foul, and she snorted coldly; "Who wants to sit with you, hum!"
Originally, he and his young master were going back to the imperial city, but his young master left suddenly, and after a while, he brought this woman back.
As soon as he came, he took up his seat, so that he could only sit on a small hard stool.
However, that's not the point, the point is...
His son even asked him to serve her, serving tea and water.
How could he not be bitter.
Yun Wu wasn't bickering with him either, sitting cross-legged on the soft couch, her exhausted body was adjusting her breath.
However, he couldn't help but cast a glance at Nangong Yi who was dressed in white on the opposite side. Since he brought her back, he has never opened his mouth, just sat there and looked at her.
"Did you see through my disguise early on?"
This sentence, Yun Wu said three points and asked, seven points sure.
Nangong Yi did not answer.
However, Yun Wu noticed that his hand holding the teacup paused.
It took a long time before he heard his gentle voice, "No matter how you pretend to be on the outside, the essence will not change. In my eyes, you are always you."
Hearing this, Yun Wu couldn't help frowning.
For a while, some couldn't understand what he meant.
However!
But at this moment, a familiar breath suddenly approached from far away.
Without giving Yun Wu a chance to think about it, a figure in white had already pushed open the door of the carriage, as if he had entered his own house, and the old god walked in.
She has a bewitching silver hair, a pair of deep black eyes, an evil and handsome face, and a white dress...
If it wasn't that Long Qingxie, who else could it be!
However, as soon as he came in, there seemed to be a long-lasting smell of blood on his body, which made people frown.
The white clothes brushed past her eyes, her tall body sat down on the soft couch beside Yun Wu, her arms naturally wrapped around her slender willow waist.
Yun Wu's eyes were slightly cold, and she glanced sideways at him.
"Let go!"
"Miss you..." His deep voice fell, and instead of letting go, he wrapped his other arm around her slender waist, and rested his chin on her shoulder. His handsome face was like a puppy, under her fair skin Rubbing on the neck!
Acting like a baby
This monstrous man seemed to take it for granted when it happened to him, without any sense of disobedience.
However, his coquettish attitude.
But for a moment, Xiaoqing on the side shivered.
What's going on
Who is this handsome man
He's blind too, isn't he? That woman grows such ordinary and shriveled? To act so disgustingly like a baby to her, as if she is a big beauty.
The eyes are really crooked!
Xiaoqing couldn't help feeling sympathetic and contemptuous.
However, when he caught sight of his young master from the corner of his eyes, he suddenly wanted to cry but had no tears.
They came out this time to find someone who was destined to be destined by his young master, but let's see who they met in the past two days!
One is a sick hooligan, and this one is an ugly woman who can mess with women.
How can he report to the Patriarch after he goes back
Feeling the scorching hot breath on her neck, Yun Wu narrowed her eyes slightly coldly, turned her palm over, a silver needle flashed, and the cold light brushed past, directly hitting the man who was blowing evilly in her ear.
"You're planning to murder your husband!" Long Qingxie said with a hint of evil charm drawn at the corner of his mouth as he stopped with his big hand.