"What? Mrs. Luo??" Haitang was startled and turned around to look at Hua Weiluo.
I saw a dark robe flash before my eyes, and a swift figure flew towards Hua Weiluo. As the sleeves of the robe flew around, he had already hugged her and landed firmly on the ground.
The breeze blew by, the fragrance of flowers overflowed, and a familiar and cool smell instantly surrounded her.
Hua Weiluo raised her head, glanced at someone with an unkind expression, tugged at the corners of her lips in embarrassment, stretched out her hand to greet him: "Haha... Junior brother, you are back!!"
"Hmph." Zhishan pursed his thin lips tightly, glared at her, frowned slightly and looked at Haitang, who was standing not far away, and said in a cold voice: "I don't know why Miss Haitang wants to teach my wife a lesson."
There was silence for a moment in the huge garden.
Zhishan and Haitang stood face to face with Hua Weiluo in their arms, and an aura of confrontation suddenly arose between the three of them.
"Uh...she...she is your wife??" Haitang looked at Hua Weiluo in Zhishan's hands with some surprise, and then looked at the cold gaze directed at her. She always felt that this person seemed a bit familiar.
Feel.
"Yes, I don't know where my wife offended the girl." Zhishan gently put down Hua Weiluo in his arms, and glanced at Uncle Mo standing next to him with a pair of dark and deep eyes.
It gave off a cold breath.
Uncle Mo felt himself trembling, and quickly said with a smile: "This... this... my princess likes to practice martial arts on weekdays. Seeing that Mrs. Luo has some skills today, she said that she wanted to compete with Mrs. Luo. It's not a lesson.
Madam... this is not a lesson... haha..."
Zhishan glanced at Uncle Mo with low eyes, and said in a cold voice: "I have already heard about Miss Haitang's temperament. If it's just a competition, that's all. My wife is not good at martial arts, so she made fun of her."
"Haha..." Haitang stood there and just laughed awkwardly. She glanced at Hua Weiluo with her beautiful eyes twice, and secretly muttered in her heart, it turns out that this guy is not the husband-in-law's new husband...
"Princess, Princess, your coat..." The maid who just took over Haitang's coat and silk scarf took advantage of everyone's silence and hurried over. She held the clothes in her hands in front of Haitang and said respectfully:
"Although the weather has gradually gotten hotter, it is still a little cold in the morning and evening. The princess must take care of her body..."
"Well, that makes sense, then put it on for me..." Haitang followed the maid's words and hurriedly found a place to go down the stairs. But on the surface, she still stood with a proud expression on her face, waiting for the maid to give her a hand.
Get dressed yourself.
The atmosphere in the garden relaxed slightly for a while.
"Then let's take leave first!!" Zhishan glanced at Haitang with a pair of deep eyes, turned around and took Hua's wrist, and walked towards the direction of Qiuyan Pavilion.
"Ouch... Junior Brother, please walk slower..." Hua Weiluo was dragged by Zhishan and walked forward at a fast pace. Because he was too fast, he almost couldn't keep up with his pace.
Zhishan held Hua Weiluo's hand and exerted a little force, only to hear Hua Weiluo take a breath and say in a trembling voice: "Oh... please be gentle... it hurts me to death... are you angry again?"
Oh... Ouch... Why are you getting stronger and stronger!!"
