Hua Weiluo looked at Haitang's stubborn look, hesitated for a moment, and then asked her: "I mean Haitang...what happened between you and Mr. Yun? Why is the atmosphere between the two of you so awkward today?"
Woolen cloth??"
"Nothing." Haitang lowered his head, played with his fingers, and replied casually.
“It’s really nothing??”
"real."
Nothing strange!
Hua Weiluo stared at Haitang with a pair of moist eyes. If nothing else was said, this guy would usually grab her hand as soon as he saw her and talk non-stop. But now she was sitting there obediently and quietly.
The way she looks doesn’t look like her at all, right!?
With this in mind, she turned to look at Mr. Yun, who also looked uncomfortable, and asked tentatively: "Mr. Yun, what's wrong with you and Haitang??"
"It's nothing." Compared to Haitang's awkwardness, Mr. Yun was a little better. He smiled very gently at Hua Weiluo.
"..." Hua Weiluo looked at them suspiciously.
Zhishan raised a pair of dark and deep eyes, looked at the flowers before they fell, and said in a calm voice: "If you have time to care about the two of them, you might as well care about me."
"Well??" Hua Weiluo turned his gaze to Zhishan and couldn't help but asked with a smile: "What's wrong with you? Aren't you fine??"
"What's wrong with me? I was rejected by you just now, and I feel uncomfortable right now." Zhishan's deep eyes looked deeply at Hua Weiluo, and said to her with a hint of sadness in his tone.
.
"When did I reject you??" Hua Weiluo blinked her big eyes, looking at Zhishan, but thinking in her heart, if I can reject you, I should be able to sleep well all night.
…
"Just now." Zhishan's voice said without any doubt: "When I reached out to you to pull you up."
"Uh..." Hua Weiluo looked at him speechlessly and said: "But you are now dressed as the Supreme Master. That coachman kept calling me the eleventh princess. I can't talk to the eleventh in front of him.
Men other than princes hold hands, right??"
"..." Zhishan frowned slightly. In fact, he had thought of what Hua Weiluo said just now, but for some reason, he just felt unhappy.
"Okay, don't be depressed." Hua Weiluo looked at Zhishan's frowning face and couldn't help laughing. She stood up and walked to him, put her arms around his fair and slender neck and said, "Who asked you to
Now he is the Supreme Master, little junior brother, don’t you think so??”
Mr. Yun turned his head, glanced at them, stood up very consciously, and gave up his position to Hua Weiluo.
Hua Weiluo smiled at him, glanced at Haitang specifically, and signaled him to sit next to Haitang quickly.
Mr. Yun was immediately embarrassed and confused. After hesitating for a long time, he finally walked to the seat next to Haitang and sat down gently.
As soon as he sat down, Haitang turned sideways with her back to him.
Mr. Yun touched his nose angrily.
Hua Weiluo became even more curious, and couldn't help but secretly tugged on Zhishan's sleeve, pulled him close to her, and asked in a low voice: "Little junior brother, what happened to the two of them??"
"I don't know." Zhishan replied calmly, "But looking at the situation in front of me, Haitang should be angry with him. Brother, don't you think so?"
