"Ah... it's not there, don't touch it... um... disgusting..."
"Is that here??" Haitang's voice sounded immediately.
"It's not... oh... don't touch it!!" Hua Weiluo's voice sounded... a little shy and a little anxious...
Zhishan's eyebrows furrowed tightly. Listening to the conversation between the two people, it seemed that Hua Weiluo had the upper hand. He wondered if the Begonia Demon had come up with some bad idea to deal with Hua Weiluo.
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At that moment, without any hesitation, he pushed open the door of Haitang Wing, strode straight in, frowned and shouted in a low voice: "The flowers haven't fallen yet, where are you?"
The movement in the inner room suddenly disappeared.
Then there was a burst of rustling and hurried sounds.
Zhishan's Qinggong straightened his feet, and before the Haitang Demon had disguised the scene, he rushed in directly.
Then...he looked at the scene in front of him and became petrified...
All the gauze curtains in the room were pulled up, and the breeze blowing in from the cracks in the windows caused the layers of gauze curtains to float gently, layer upon layer like clouds and smoke in a fairyland.
There were several plates of freshly baked snacks on the table. Two of them were accidentally knocked over, exuding a sweet and tempting smell.
In the inner room, on the bed hung with red tassels, two figures overlapped each other, separated by layers of gauze curtains, arousing countless reveries.
Hua Weiluo turned her head slightly and looked at the little junior brother who was standing at the door of the room, who was obviously petrified. She screamed in her heart that something was wrong, but she still laughed twice awkwardly and said in a clear voice: "Mr. sir, are you here?"
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This word of father-in-law immediately brought Zhishan back to his senses.
His figure quickly passed through the winding and ethereal gauze curtains, and stopped directly in front of the bed with red tassels. His pair of deep black eyes looked at Hua Weiluo, who was pressed by the Begonia Demon, and said in a cold voice: "You
What is this going on??”
"Uh...discussion??" Hua Weiluo twitched the corner of her mouth awkwardly, showing a tearless expression towards Zhishan. After thinking about it for a while, she shook her head and continued: "It's not...it's...exchange, right?"
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"What are you talking about??" Zhishan's eyes coldly glanced at the Haitang demon. Haitang quickly climbed down from Hua Weiluo's body consciously, straightened her already loose clothes, and bowed obediently.
He knelt down on the bed with an expression on his face, not even daring to express his anger.
Damn... the aura of Hua Weiluo's husband is too scary...
How could it be more terrifying than that supreme Taoist priest...
"Just to exchange secrets between my daughter's family..." After Hua Weiluo, a carp sat up from the bed, with a fair face full of blush. After racking his brains, he finally stuttered out such an excuse.
Come.
"Really..." Zhishan's deep eyes narrowed slightly. When he came in just now, if he saw it correctly, the Begonia Demon was about to lean over and kiss her neck. As for whether he kissed her... this
The two people had their backs to him, and they were separated by layers of gauze, so he couldn't see clearly yet.
"Haha...yeah..." Haitang reluctantly raised her head, looked at Zhishan, nodded awkwardly, as if to confirm what she said, and then asked in passing: "Otherwise, do you think we are together?
