The Man Who Married a Tyrant [Book Wearing][MTL]

Ch 31

Luo Yuanhou bent his body quietly, under the hood of the shadow of death, leaving him almost nowhere to retreat.

"Squeak..." With a soft sound, the double doors were opened, He Zheng showed his face from the room on one side, Fang Tianzhuo lowered his hand in his sleeve, his thumb stroked the knuckle of his index finger, and said lightly: "Then keep Do your part."

He turned to look at He Zheng.

He Zheng grunted and swallowed.

Fang Tianzhuo smiled and waved at him: "Want to go out to play?"

He Zheng nodded immediately, Fang Tianzhuo walked over, He Zheng took the gauze hat and hurriedly put it on, and quickly followed.

The floor was silent, Luo Yuan's thick clothes were wet, and everyone let out a long sigh.

He Zheng followed Fang Tianzhuo a little behind, and kept turning his head to look at his face. Fang Tianzhuo's expression was the same as usual, but his wrists swayed in circles, moving his muscles and bones, but he was talking and laughing. Small habits before and after murder.

"What do you want to buy?" The hand finally fell, Fang Tianzhuo asked in a warm voice, He Zheng froze for a while, and said, "Just go shopping, I, I like shopping."

Shit, at this time, he would rather play games on his mobile phone on his own lazy sofa.

Fang Tianzhuo didn't speak, his usual expression gradually turned gloomy in He Zheng's cautious movements, and he became angry again.

He Zheng didn't know why, and regretted not holding his head out. Fang Tianzhuo was so angry just now that he was not allowed to ask him the guilt.

Thinking of this, he held his breath even more.

They walked all the way and walked to the riverside. The hawkers' shouts gradually became inaudible. He Zheng's arm suddenly hurt and his waist tightened. He pulled the whole person to his chest, and the man pushed aside the white Sha, quietly met his eyes.

He Zheng pursed his lips and wanted to grin to please him, but he didn't dare, for fear that he would gouge out his own eyeballs.

"If you're afraid of me again, I'll cut your nose off."

To die, he took so many heads in vain, but his nose, eyes and tongue were all pressed.

But, how can you not be afraid... He Zheng subconsciously shrank his body, saw his brows furrowed, and suddenly became wicked, he suddenly stood on tiptoe, and Duang went up and knocked his head on his head.

The river is windy and the air is quiet.

After He Zheng's righteousness hit the ground, he began to stare at him and shivered again. Fang Tianzhuo hesitantly reached out and touched his forehead, his eyes fell on his crooked gauze cap, and he stretched out his hand to help him. He Zheng's pupils shrank. , suddenly turned around and ran.

The snow-white figure was like a moving ball of hair, whirring and running wildly, so the gauze hat that had been crooked was blown by the wind, first slipped from his head to his shoulders, and then fell to the ground.

Fang Tianzhuo: "..."

He walked over, picked up the gauze cap, touched his forehead again, looked at the smaller and smaller figure in front of him, and suddenly laughed.

Fang Tianzhuo followed his figure, saw him running wildly for a while, suddenly braked suddenly, stepped back a few steps, and focused on a dilapidated boat parked on the shore.

Looking left and right, he jumped over with his sleeves tossed, and bent over to get in.

Did not come out again.