The door was pushed open at this moment, and An Zhisu hurriedly sat up before the visitor entered the bedroom, and covered his head with a red hijab.
Based on the sounds coming from the ground, An Zhisu was a little surprised. Why couldn't he hear footsteps, but the squeaking sound of the floor being pressed by heavy objects?
Luo Xiao narrowed his sharp eyes, looked dangerously at the woman in red shirt sitting on the couch, and waved his hand.
An Zhisu felt a strong gust of wind blowing past her, and her red hijab fell to the ground with the wind. She frowned slightly. Why did she feel a killing intent?
He slowly raised his head and looked into a pair of cold eyes unexpectedly. Those cold eyes were like a thousand-year cellar, enough to freeze a person.
No matter how cold the summer night was, it would never be so cold that it would make people shiver, but at this moment, An Zhisu felt cold to the bottom of her heart. She couldn't help but look away, no longer looking at him, and coughed lightly, "Who are you?"
"Who is it?" Luo Xiao turned the wheelchair and came to An Zhisu. He grabbed An Zhisu's delicate chin with his big hands, and his handsome face was close to An Zhisu's small face. He said in a low voice, "My dear concubine, why don't you even know your husband?"
know?"
An Zhisu stared blankly at the handsome face in front of her. If the man who worshiped her was handsome and made people feel warm like sunshine, then the man in front of her had a suffocating handsomeness.
Wearing a purple shirt, he looks like a dark purple poppy. He is handsome, evil but also hides a huge danger!
However, now An Zhisu had no intention of commenting on how shocking this man's appearance was. He was just shocked by his words about "beloved concubine" and "husband".
Luo Xiao looked at the shock and annoyance flashing across An Zhisu's face with sharp narrow eyes, and a sinister curve formed at the corners of his lips, "Are you surprised?"
An Zhisu nodded and then shook his head. There was nothing surprising. She had heard that Luo Xiao was paralyzed earlier, but who was the man who worshiped her?!
"Who are you thinking of worshiping with you?" Luo Xiao seemed to be able to read Taoist people's hearts and said sarcastically, "Stupid woman, that is just a way for me to humiliate you. You are not worthy of worshiping with me!
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There was a coldness in every word, and An Zhisu felt inexplicably that the man in front of her had a strong hatred for her. This strong hatred made her a little scared, and she was so scared that she wanted to run away immediately.
Luo Xiao stared at this woman who had never said a word from beginning to end. Yes, she was a quiet woman who could not be ignored. Her eyes were also clear and bright. No wonder Yuchi Yue had feelings for her.
If it is confirmed that she is the Queen Mother's spy...' Such a statement.
But no matter how good her acting skills are, they are still just acting skills after all! "Are you a dead person? Don't you know how to speak?"
Luo Xiao's cold words made An Zhisu want to escape from the room even more. She didn't feel wrong at all. This man hated her. Otherwise, how could he force her even though he knew she was a 'mute woman'?
What about speaking? She pursed her red lips and expressed her dissatisfaction.
"Change my clothes!" Luo Xiao gave the order coldly, and through An Zhisu's stubborn eyes shining brightly, he could tell that she was not a weak one, but a woman full of resilience.