If Yuan Hongxi cared about him, he would stay. Muyin looked at Yuan Hongxi tidying up his clothes and knew that he would definitely go over to accompany Han Queluo.
The sense of loss in her heart was already obvious. Yuan Hongxi scratched her nose and smiled lovingly: "Don't worry, my husband will come back."
"Well..." Muyin nodded.
"When my husband comes back, do you think Yin'er will let me sleep on the floor?" After saying that, Yuan Hongxi looked at the floor with an aggrieved look.
Muyin turned his head awkwardly, pouted, and unconsciously fiddled with the hair beside his ears: "I'll just give you a bed...No, so that people won't laugh at me."
"Be good." Yuan Hongxi leaned down and kissed her forehead, then stood up seriously, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, and he quickly concealed it.
After Yuan Hongxi left, Muyin felt very itchy.
After waiting for a long time, she didn't wait for Yuan Hongxi to come back again. The sense of loss became stronger and stronger. Muyin clenched her hands and wrinkled her nose.
Damn it! She actually made her wait for so long. She must let Yuan Hongxi sleep on the floor!
Suddenly, the sound of being hit by a stone came from outside the door. Thinking about some naughty boy causing trouble, Muyin suddenly stood up and opened the door——
There was nothing unusual outside the door. How dare you, my uncle, play tricks on me? Muyin raised her eyebrows, she was so angry that she had nowhere to vent her anger. At this moment, she caught a glimpse of a dark shadow.
After catching up with the black shadow, Muyin followed step by step. However, the person in front seemed to be leading her somewhere...
Just when he felt something strange in his heart, the figure suddenly stopped in front of a room and then disappeared. Just as Muyin was about to shout, he suddenly became alert.
He must have had some intention in bringing him to this place. Now that he is speaking out, he may be playing into his plans.
Just as I was thinking about it, a coquettish voice suddenly came from the room: "Brother Yuan, are you blaming Queluo?"
"Why would I blame you?" - Chong - Du's voice. He was still treating her like this a second ago. Muyin was a little stunned, and a sense of loss quickly spread in his heart.
Yuan Hongxi is accompanying Han Queluo. He said he would come back, so he is probably lying on the bed with Han Queluo right now. Where will he leave her real wife?
With the intention of rushing in and taking Yuan Hongxi back to the house, Han Queluo's voice sounded again: "Brother Yuan... Queluo doesn't like you to be with her. Didn't you say you don't like her? But I
It seems Brother Yuan still cares about her."
"Fool." Yuan Hongxi's voice was as gentle as ever, "That's just the appearance."
"Appearance?" In the room, Han Queluo was lying on the bed, blinking at Yuan Hongxi who was sitting on the edge of the bed, pursed her lips, "Brother Yuan's appearance is too realistic."
"She has a good relationship with the Queen, so naturally I want to win her over. How can Muyin, a mere Muyin, compare to you, Queluo?"
"Brother Yuan can only be nice to me." Han Queluo stood up, looking sick. She hugged Yuan Hongxi's neck and giggled, "When will brother Yuan plan to marry Queluo?"
"Wait until this matter subsides." Yuan Hongxi curled her lips and smiled, with complicated emotions flashing in her eyes.
Han Queluo kissed his cheek and looked at him with longing eyes, "Brother Yuan... you haven't fallen asleep at Queluo's place for a long time. Can you stay with Queluo tonight? Queluo is thinking about you and Mu.
