Like the thunderbolt of fate, it hit my forehead with a click.
Qian Shuang walked to the corner and was unprepared to meet Wu Hushuo's bright and penetrating eyes.
His eager temperature was scorching her, and Qian Shuang could smell the burning smell.
This man was the nightmare of her life. She had seen him once and would never forget him until her death.
Of course, that is definitely not a good memory.[
Is it puzzling that the person the Second Prince is talking about is actually him? Oh my god! Qian Shuang covered her forehead, turned around at a very fast speed, and trotted towards the door of the palace.
"Girl, wait for me, don't leave. I've been waiting for you so hard. Why didn't you even say a word when you saw me? I can't sleep every night thinking about you. Do you know that?" Forgive Wu Hu.
It’s the first time that Shuo felt impulsive feelings toward a woman.
, he had long believed that Qian Shuang was the only marriage given to him by God. He originally thought that when Qian Shuang saw him, he would immediately obey the destiny and create sparks like thunder from the sky and fire from the earth. Unexpectedly, the fire of love had not yet begun.
Fired up, the anger has already started a prairie fire.
"Don't follow me, you big bad guy, I'm the Queen's personal maid, ah!!!!" screamed, because Wu Huxuan had grabbed her arm, and his strong fingers were holding it tightly
On her pure and pure body, Qian Shuang was so frightened that her legs went weak. She shouted at the gatekeeper in front of Prince Rui's Mansion, who was also in a daze and couldn't react, "Help!"
Hurrah!!!
At least thirty people gathered around and pressed their swords against Wu Hushuo's head, chest, and back, "Let go of Miss Qian Shuang!"
Wu Hushuo laughed dryly, secretly wondering why this was the case, something was not right.
"Hurry up and let me go." Qian Shuang didn't dare to pry his fingers off, she stamped her feet helplessly, but couldn't get away.
Wu Hushuo quickly weighed it up and realized that this wife was like a duck about to be taken out of the pot. She flew away as soon as she let go.
No, he must not let her leave his sight again. His marriage line was already pitifully thin. If he didn't pay more attention to it, if it accidentally broke up, he wouldn't be able to find a way to cry even if he wanted to, and he would have no way to reason with her.
When his heart breaks, no matter how much he loves her, he won't let go.