Madam Han, Your Vest Has Fallen Off

Seeing that Chu Ning was packing her things, Fei Jue asked curiously, "Master Ning, where are you going?"

Anyway, as long as you don't stay in this ward, you can go anywhere.

"Get ready. Tomorrow is Chu Qian's birthday, and the show has just begun."

After Chu Ning finished answering, she packed her things and walked out of the ward.

Fei Jue's eyes lit up and chased him out.

"Great, Master Ning, you are finally going to deal with them!"

As soon as Chu Ning and Fei Jue left, the atmosphere in the ward became much more relaxed.

Chu Yao cursed a few words, "I suddenly found that Chu Ning is too mysterious. Let's not talk about the so many magical grasses, and the people around her, shit, all of them are just like crazy, but they are not good at all. Deal with."

He took another deep breath: "Remember the time when Han Hengchuan was drunk, shit, that guy named Shi Yu also pitted me and Brother Chao a lot of money!"

"It hurts to think about it!" Chu Yao hammered his chest.

"Also, I found that there were too many boys around Chu Ning who rushed for her. Suddenly I felt that the possibility of our prince and empress is not very high."

As soon as Chu Yao finished speaking, Wan Tuyu and Ye Muchuan took a step back one after another.

"What are you doing?"

Chu Yao looked at them curiously, and suddenly felt a pain in his hand and screamed, "Ah!"

This scream filled the entire ward.

"Prince Empress? Isn't it possible?"

Familiar tunes came to my ears.

Chu Yao endured the severe pain and looked over.

Seeing Han Hengchuan did not know when he had already sat up, and broke his hand.

He was so scared that his soul was about to fall out: "Heng, Brother Heng, when did you get up? Are you dead or alive?"

Suddenly, it's scary, okay!

And his hands were still cold, and he felt like a corpse.

"What do you mean?" Han Hengchuan's gloomy voice came over.

Chu Yao tremblingly shook Han Hengchuan's fingers: "Alive must be alive, Brother Heng, let go, if you don't let it go, my hand will be useless."

Han Hengchuan pulled too hard, some of which involved the wound, and let Chu Yao go.

Chu Yao was able to break free, fortunately patted his chest, and retreated farther than Ye Muchuan and the others.

"Prince Empress? Not likely? Huh?"

Three questions from Han Hengchuan came over, Chu Yao shook his shoulders, crying without tears.

"I didn't call the prince empress, it's unlikely that it's also a matter, how is it possible, brother Heng, you are so good, which girl would look down on you?"

Chu Yao quickly shirked responsibility.

He didn't dare to look at each other with three-point inattentive gaze like Brother Heng.

Unless he doesn't want his life anymore.

When Han Hengchuan heard the back, he nodded in satisfaction, and then questioned again.

"I slept for a few days. Why are there so many men around my wife? Don't you show me?"

Wan Tuyu snorted softly, without speaking.

He said that Chu Ning was not a good woman.

Chu Yao: "Chu Ning is not here these days, we don't know where she is going, and these people seem to have followed her a long time ago, earlier than you."

When Chu Yao added the words "earlier than you" after Chu Yao, Han Hengchuan took a knife and took a step back.

Ye Muchuan changed the subject appropriately.

"Ms. Chu has so many fresh sacred grass jasmine, do you think these sacred grasses are very similar to the varieties we intercepted from the gang before?"