Fast time travel game: Hugging the waist of the male god

Chapter 593 So I Was a Flower Picker (42)

When Xia Wanzhu woke up again, the sun was already high.

She rubbed her sore waist. Moxuanchi usually looks like a dog at people, looking at Mr. Pianpian, but unexpectedly she is a hungry wolf. She didn't have a good rest all night. She woke up this morning. Here we go again, Xia Wanzhu really wants to know if he won't be tired?Doing this kind of thing and dealing with government affairs every day, his energy is so strong?
When the little maids came in, they saw the sleepy Xia Wanzhu on the bed, and the red marks on her neck spoke volumes, and all the little maids blushed.

"Miss Wanzhu, Master Xiang told us when you should get up."

"Okay, thank you." Xia Wanzhu thanked with a smile. It wasn't that she was being too hypocritical, but that she was really sore now and had no strength at all.

After washing and washing, the little maids served her lunch directly. Xia Wanzhu sat at the round table, enjoying the delicious food while admiring the spring scenery outside the door, not to mention how comfortable it was.

At this moment, a stone rolled over and hit Xia Wanzhu's feet straight. Only Xia Wanzhu could understand this kind of code.

Xia Wanzhu looked around, and then said to the little maids beside her, "You guys go down, I'll do it myself."

"Yes, Miss Wanzhu."

As soon as those little maids left, Liang Zifei jumped in from the window.

I haven't seen him for a few days, but the Prodigal Zifei looks a lot more decadent. He has always cared about his appearance, but today it doesn't match his previous image.

The prodigal son flew up to her and stared deeply at Xia Wanzhu with his eyes, "Are you going to marry Mo Xuanchi?"

There was disbelief and sadness in that voice.

Xia Wanzhu didn't want to hide him, after all, he was his master who had taught him for many years, so he nodded.

"You really like him?" Prodigal Zifei asked again, but there was a sinister look in his eyes.

Xia Wanzhu nodded again.

She didn't know why the prodigal Zifei became like this, that day Mo Xuanchi told her about the prodigal Zifei and Master Lin's concubine, but Madam Lin caught him on the spot, the concubine was finally immersed in a pig cage, and the prodigal Zifei never There is no news, and I haven't seen the prodigal son these days. What has he experienced?
At this time, the prodigal son flicked his long arm lightly, and the buttons on Xia Wanzhu's chest suddenly fell off. Xia Wanzhu hurriedly protected his chest, and looked at prodigal son in astonishment.

He is her master, how could he do this!

However, no matter how she concealed it, the red mark on her neck could not disappear, and it just fell into the eyes of the prodigal son.

I saw the prodigal son huddled tightly together in pain, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"You consummated the house with him?" There was a tremor in the prodigal son's voice.

Xia Wanzhu couldn't help but secretly scolded that bastard Mo Xuanchi, who didn't know how to be restrained at all, so where did she put her old face on!
She just nodded with a blushing face.

Such an expression fell in the eyes of the prodigal son, it was a little more charming, but it was so beautiful that it broke his heart.

He has cared for the flowers for many years, but he is not willing to pick them, but his enemy picks them up, how reconciled he is!

The prodigal son's eyes were filled with anger, he looked straight at Xia Wanzhu, and asked: "Wan Zhu, if you do something to sorry for your teacher, will you be good as your teacher?"

Xia Wanzhu didn't understand what he meant.

"Wanzhu, don't blame me. If you want to blame, blame Mo Xuanchi. Without him as your teacher, you wouldn't have made such a bad move!"

As he spoke, he waved Xia Wanzhu with his long arm and fell into his arms.

(End of this chapter)