Quick time villain is sweet and wild

Chapter 405 Cub Cultivation (56)

Zhu Chuan left Ronghuang's room as if fleeing, as if there was a beast chasing him behind him.

Ten minutes later, a horrific, earth-shattering exclamation sounded.

The sheep steward who happened to pass by the door let out a "baa" in surprise.

Zhu Chuan covered his nose with one hand, and pinched the little girl's slender and tender ankle with the other. His brows were tightly furrowed, his eyes were a little loose, and there seemed to be some moisture in them.

The foot that Rong Huang twisted stood upright in the air, still maintaining the posture of kicking someone just now.

Zhu Chuan let go of Rong Huang's feet, stood up, and said in a muffled voice, "Take a break first, I'm going out."

Rong Huang withdrew her feet in embarrassment, and apologized softly, "I'm sorry."

Zhu Chuan tried to smile, "It's okay."

The moment he stepped out of the room, Zhu Chuan smelled a faint smell of blood.

There is a faint wet feeling from the fingertips.

Zhu Chuan took down his hand and saw blood on his hand.

Zhu Chuan: "."

Enduring the soreness in his nose, Zhu Chuan entered his room expressionlessly.
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After Zhu Chuan tidied himself up, he left the castle with Rong Huang, who was wearing pink and tender, and went to the Octavier family where the imperial capital star was located.

After learning about the wicked things Alves had done, the head of the Octavill family was furious on the spot, and smashed a five-meter-long table down with a wave of his hand.

"It's really unreasonable, it's just a wolf-hearted dog crossing the river and tearing down the bridge!"

Rong Huang sat beside Zhu Chuan, with her two small hands on her knees, her small body straightened.

The whole capital is well-behaved.

A pair of pitch-black eyeballs rolled around, full of sighs.

Rong Huang didn't expect the original owner's grandfather to be a violent man.

So brutal.

How could he do such a cruel move in front of the cutie?
Don't you know that a cutie like this king can't be frightened the most?
The Patriarch Octavial also noticed his gaffe, and quickly restored his original gentle and kind grandfather expression, and smiled when he looked at Rong Huang.

"Is this my little granddaughter? Oh, she looks so cute, she really looks like her mother when she was a child."

Rong Huang showed an embarrassed yet polite smile.

"Hello grandpa."

Rong Huang felt that she was really damn well-behaved.

After hearing Ronghuang's words, Patriarch Octavier expressed that he was very useful, and patted the table and laughed.

"You're such a sweetheart, you're so cute!"

Rong Huang could clearly see that the legs of the newly replaced table were trembling, as if they were about to break in a second.

Rong Huang was thinking whether to remind the old man, after all, being too emotional is not a good thing.

Fortunately, the butler appeared in time and interrupted the violent behavior of Octavill's Patriarch, "Patriarch, Mr. Alves and Miss Vanessa are here."

Patriarch Octavill raised his eyebrows, what a coincidence?
Zhu Chuan brought his little granddaughter to the door, and the two came.

"Let them in quickly."

What did he really want? Patriarch Octavill was still thinking about how to kill these two people just now, but he didn't expect them to come to his door on his own initiative.

The smile on the face of Patriarch Octavial became more and more amiable, but the fierceness in his eyes was not concealed.

The more Rong Huang looked at it, the more frustrated he became, and quietly tugged at Zhu Chuan's cuff, "Is he alright?"

Rong Huang heard that when some people are getting old, they will become abnormal when they encounter a white-haired person giving a black-haired person.

Commonly known as, crazy.

The warm breath sprayed lightly on the side of the neck, with a pleasant milky aroma.

(End of this chapter)