Chapter 9 (2/2)

”But the carriage of black lord is too small...”

Wu Ruo walks directly to the carriage of black Xuan Yi, and under the puzzled eyes of the guard heigan, he rushes into the carriage that just holds his body. Originally, the six foot carriage was filled with space by his huge body, and even black Xuan Yi was squeezed into the corner.

“……” Black Xuan Yi squints and stares at Wu Ruo.

Wuruo twists his 6-foot-wide butt, sits in a comfortable position, and says with a sigh of thanks, ”thank you for your help today.”

”Go down.” The lower part of heixuan Yi's neck is closely connected with Wuruo's body. It can even be said that his body has sunk into Wuruo's body, and his chest is almost choked.

Wuruo ignored the air-conditioning from his body: ”my carriage is broken.”

“……” After staring at him for a moment, black Xuan Yi said in a deep voice, ”go back to the mansion.”

However, after a while, the carriage did not move.

Black Xuan Yi is about to make a voice inquiry. Black Gan's voice comes in: ”master, the horse can't pull the car.”

The atmosphere in the carriage became extremely awkward.

Hei Xuanyi: ”...”

If Wu Ruo keeps his head down and doesn't speak, his weight is more than six hundred jin. In addition, the weight of heixuanyi, the coachman and the carriage is more than one thousand jin. Moreover, it's snowy now. The ground is very slippery. He only relies on one horse to pull the car, but of course he can't.

Black Xuan Yi looks at Wu Ruo. ”One more horse.”

”Yes.”

”I'll lose weight,” Wu Ruo said with a dry smile

”No.” ”It's very good,” said black Xuan Yi, who pushed away her belly with her hand but bounced it back automatically

“……” Wu Ruo looks at the man who is playing with his stomach happily. He takes a hard look at the corner of his eye. This guy actually treats his stomach as a toy.