Chapter 101 (1/2)

”Still standing?” Zong Zhengming looks at the woman who pours on her chest and grabs her skirt and asks in a low voice.

Mu Xiyao is embarrassed to death. Thinking about Zong Zhenglin's face behind her, her scalp is numb.

”Not yet released?” Zong Zhenglin clasped her left shoulder, and his tone was obviously not good.

”Leg cramps...” It's embarrassing for her. Mu Xiyao's face turned red and her voice was like a mosquito or a fly.

Zong Zhenglin stares at the back of her drooping head, nods to Zong Zhengming and holds people up. He said hello and went to the East Wing room with Mu Xiyao in his arms.

Mu adult and Yu's heart and liver tremble with fear from Mu Xiyao, and now they are all afraid.

”Master, why is this child so impetuous? It's a big stomach in August. If there's one, it's lethal As the old saying goes, seven lives and eight does not live, Yu's body was scared out in a cold sweat. Looking at mu, he complains that his daughter is too restless.

Although Mu Jingzhen is usually rigid, he dotes on his little daughter. This was a shock, and now his wife secretly blame him for his arrogance, did not discipline the girl. But shaking his head, this is clearly a woman's habit out of the problem.

Zong Zhengming stood in the pavilion and watched them leave. Return to the seat to appease the two old people and speak good words for mu Xiyao.

”My sister-in-law also had cramps in her legs and didn't stop. No wonder she did.” The fragrance of the woman just now Zong Zhengming is a little nostalgic.

I thought of her trusting look as she tightened her lapel. It should have been for Lao Liu, otherwise she would not be so embarrassed.

Mu Xiting can't hear anything. In her head, only the figure of his highness rising quickly, and the warmth never shown in her eyes when she was protecting her. It turns out that all the softness in weekdays is just appeasement, and not on that short moment of tension.

”Why don't you say it when your hands are hot?” Zong Ming holds her right hand to check.

Did you hurt your hand? Mu Xiting looks at the table and knocks over the soup bowl, silently hangs her head.

It's not hers, it's used by your highness next door. At that moment, his highness rushed out. She does not ache, hand again ache, where has heartache.

Mu Xiyao curled up in Zong Zhenglin's arms, her cheek gently rubbed against his chest.

Grandma, boss, how long do you want to be angry? Give her a break.

Zong Zhenglin thought and Zong Zhengming's concern could not be covered up. His eyes were icy. In front of him?

Look at Mu Xiyao a face aggrieved, gas does not hit a place. She still feels wronged?

When the woman was in danger, she threw herself into the arms of other men, but he was on the side but ignored it. What a pity for him?

”Jiaojiao, how can you excuse yourself this time?”

Zong Zhenglin's eyes were straight, and the danger was clear.

Mu Xiyao thought of the culprit, and suddenly had the confidence. A change just suppress bend appearance, a small mouth pout, left index finger in his chest, bite back.

”Your Highness, your broken finger is too common. How come it's personal? I just caught a glimpse of the ring finger and mistook the person? If you want a better one, it's too shabby. ”

Zong Zhenglin was caught off guard by her sudden change, and listened to her say to the ring. The tone was disgusting.

The sixth highness could not get up and down at one breath, and wished he could clean her up.

”Don't you recognize the trigger?”

Yeah? How is there any sign of getting angry? Mu Xiyao is in a daze and catches him and looks at him carefully.