Son-in-law, your wife ran away again

The carriage rumbled forward, the curtains were flipped, and the girl poked her head out, her big eyes flicking around.

Mimis looked at the surrounding scene curiously, and the excitement in her heart prompted her to smile brightly.

"Great, great, it's finally the third round!"

Mimis withdrew his half-stretched body, and excitedly swung himself to hit his legs.

Oakes smiled and raised his head, then said, "Tsk tsk tsk, look at your ignorant appearance."

Mimis pouted in displeasure, folded his arms around his chest, and looked disdainful to argue with him.

"Okay, get out of the car and take your things."

Hua Zhaoying, who was sitting by the side, ended the dispute between the two.

Wan Muyan raised her eyes slightly, and she could see the smile in Hua Zhaoying's eyes.

In fact, her master is very gentle.

Although others thought he was cold, Mu Yan and the four shadowmen knew it very well.

A group of people got off the carriage and came to the door of the guest house somewhat at a loss with their luggage.

Hua Zhaoying walked behind the group, lifted her white robe and was about to step over the vermilion threshold.

At this moment, a resounding voice pierced into everyone's ears, abruptly stopping Hua Zhaoying's raised steps.

"Hua Zhaoying!"

The woman's voice was a bit shrill, and several passers-by in front of the guest house looked sideways.

Mu Yan also turned her head subconsciously.

I saw a tall woman in a red background with a golden butterfly standing behind Hua Zhaoying.

The woman's black hair slanted down like a waterfall, wearing a golden butterfly waffle on her head, with half-curled blue silk, red phoenix eyes, bright red lips, and an imposing manner.

She is a beautiful woman, Wan Muyan has never seen such a beautiful woman.

She couldn't help but widen her eyes, subconsciously walking back and forth between her and Hua Zhaoying.

The woman seemed to be a little angry, her eyebrows were raised, her lips were pursed, and she looked ready to go.

Hua Zhaoying froze in front of the door of the guest house, so he was calm, but showed a trace of panic.

Hua Zhaoying retracted her raised foot, turned around slowly, and looked at the woman behind her in disbelief.

"Okay, let me catch you here!"

The woman walked up to Hua Zhaoying in two or three steps, her eyes widened with anger, and her onion-shaving index finger was raised, pointing directly at the tip of Hua Zhaoying's nose.

"I left without saying a word, but it was hard for me to find you!"

Hua Zhaoying shrank back subconsciously, and her snow-white neck was also buried in the skirt of her clothes at this moment.

Wan Muyan subconsciously looked at Hua Zhaoying's face.

I saw him lowering his head slightly, with a look of pleasing and begging for mercy in his eyes.

Wan Muyan was stunned for a moment.

Hua Zhaoying, who has always been like ice, unexpectedly showed a flattering expression like melting ice and snow at this time.

This made the four shadowmen look at each other in blank dismay, very surprised.

"Do you know how much I worried about you during this time?"

The woman did not soften her heart at all, she was still aggressive and aggressive.

At this time, Hua Zhaoying raised her hand and gently grabbed the woman's red sleeve.

The woman's blood-red clothes made his hands even whiter.

"Sister, I'm sorry for you, I hope you don't blame me, don't be angry."

Master Hua, who has always been calm, now has eyes as innocent as a deer, faintly revealing a message of begging for mercy.

The four sons of Yingmen only felt that the picture in front of them was like a thunderbolt, which caused a roar in the minds of the four of them.

The whole face is incredible.