Sweet wife, don't make trouble, we won't divorce

Chapter 12 Finally Lived In His Castle
Ou Lan wanted to make up for Gu Manli again.

But before the kick was over, Zhan Moxiao pulled her back by the collar, and she turned her head and slammed into his shocking black eyes.

"Ou Xiaolan, you are really embarrassing, you are embarrassing me to Zhan Moxiao!"

Master Xiao despises her very much. He doesn't object when she fights. When he was her age, he had already fought countless times, but he was able to sneak up on someone from behind. This is what a woman he should have when he fights Mo Xiao. Is it bearing and heroism?

Bringing this little fairy home, she must be trained until she can fight head-on and beat the enemy to pieces.

Ou Lan couldn't be more angry, what kind of tolerance should be paid for fighting, killing the other party is the ultimate goal.

Shit, who cares about losing your face, who wants you to forcefully marry Hao Duo and forcefully put your big face up!
Of course, she only dared to mutter in her heart. Under the strong coercion, she stood obediently, lowered her eyebrows, like a little daughter-in-law who has been pissed off.

Zhan Moxiao looked at Ou Chenghai and said, "Father-in-law, I'll take Xiaolan to live in Ailan Castle today, do you have any objection?"

A "Xiao Lan" didn't disgust Ou Lan to death, rely on it, who gave you the right to call it so ambiguous?

Of course, the richest man is up to you, even if you give her three bear hearts and leopard guts, she doesn't dare to question her.

Ou Chenghai, who had been honest all his life, lost his temper when he saw Zhan Mo Xiao, and smiled very kindly, "Son-in-law Xiao, Lan Lan is not sensible, you will take more care of him in the future."

Ou Lan, "..."

Fuck, there are no fathers and daughters under the power!
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Ailan Castle, where Zhan Moxiao lives, is naturally located in the northern part of Kyoto, where riches and nobility gather. This trip to pick up his wife spans the entire capital city. The car drives from the northernmost point to the southernmost point, and then back to the northernmost part.

The powerful air-conditioning field covered all the space in the car, Ou Lan wished he could compress himself into dust, thinking over and over in his mind how to divorce this ridiculous marriage.

Zhan Moxiao is a natural ice sculpture, sitting upright, although he has not been a soldier for many years, he still exudes a kind of awe-inspiring righteousness unique to soldiers.

He secretly looked at her from the corner of the girl's eyes that couldn't be noticed, heh, the goblin seemed to be very afraid of him.

The high-end bulletproof black car arrived at the gate of Ailan Castle and drove directly in.

Ou Lan felt that she had walked into a medieval royal palace, shit, the home of the richest man should not be too grand.

In addition, she felt an overwhelming sense of embarrassment, and she sat up straight involuntarily, until the car stopped in front of the majestic white castle, she still maintained a stiff appearance.

Zhan Moxiao used to be a well-known Iron-Blooded Soldier King, and the castle he lived in seemed to be tainted with his aura. Every brick and tile was cold and cold, and every place was as cold and solemn as his people.

The bodyguard in a black suit respectfully opened the car door, Zhan Moxiao got out of the car gracefully, and Ou Lan quickly followed suit.

The last ray of the setting sun faded away, and dusk came quietly.

Under the splendid building, Ou Lan couldn't help but start to slander in her heart again.

This pervert Zhan Moxiao, what a palace-like castle, look what he has ruined, planting rows of pines and cypresses that look like they have followed a cemetery, why are they trimmed like a military salute? Wouldn't it be nice to plant some flowers and raise some fish?

Forget it, what kind of flair can you expect from a local ruffian like him?
While slandering, she cautiously raised her head to take a peek at him, but when she turned her head, she suddenly found that the man was standing in front of her like a mountain.

He was a full head taller than her, and his eyebrows and eyes were covered with a strong sense of oppression.

"Ah!" Ou Lan instinctively took a step back, second uncle, she wondered if he was trying to scare her to death.

(End of this chapter)