cute and sweet

Chapter 337 My Husband 3
Turning around, I saw the little aunt who was always calm and calm, asking calmly: "Ah Qing, is this what you told me that everything is okay?"

"Little aunt..." Shen Muqing wept bitterly, knowing in her heart that she could not escape.

He held Bailimo's sleeve tightly, but he didn't dare to take a step forward.

Others don't know, but Shen Muqing knows best. Although his little aunt doesn't know martial arts, if she falls into her hands and gets punished, it will be very miserable.

The atmosphere froze for a moment, and the joy of the original meeting ended abruptly before it even started.

Looking at the situation, Luo Ziyu just looked back and forth at several people.Look at Shen Muqing in the long jade-colored dress, and at the man in white with him.

Well, this person is Bailimo, the great devil in the world!
He looks pretty good too!
Although he is not as good as his own master, nor this long-lived prince, this big devil is still quite handsome.

Luo Ziyu blinked, wondering again in his heart, how could the big devil be so good-looking?

Shouldn't the eyes be as big as a bell, and the body as strong as a cow be tall and burly covered with scars?
Or what kind of red and blue color should the hair be?

However, the big devil in the rivers and lakes in front of him is a handsome young man in white clothes!
Therefore, Luoziyu once again came to the conclusion: people really cannot judge by their appearance.

Just as everyone stood there in embarrassment and didn't know what to do next, a leisurely voice said: "The distinguished guest is here, please go back to the mansion to explain in detail. Qingyue, you are being rude."

Luo Ziyu raised his eyes and looked at his master, but saw that he just turned around and left.

Now that the master is gone, what is she still doing here?
Without any hesitation, Luo Ziyu picked up the big fat rabbit and followed closely behind.
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Qingwu Pavilion, the yard where Qingyue lived.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the seemingly lively courtyard was extremely strange.

In Qingwu Pavilion, there have never been so many people coming like today, but there is no such thing as today when there are so many people but no one speaks.

He didn't even summon the maid who was serving him, and went directly into the house and closed the door.

Shen Qingjue was sitting on the main seat, holding his little apprentice in his arms, while his little apprentice Luo Ziyu was holding a big fat rabbit in his arms.

Qingyue sat at the bottom of Shen Qingjue, took a look at the master and apprentice, and then looked away.

On her side was Shen Muqing who looked nervous, as if she wanted to hide behind Bai Limo who was dressed in white.

Finally, Qing Yue's eyes fell on Na Feng Yin and Gong Nanli.

To be exact, it landed on their clenched hands.

Yoyo raised her eyes, Qingyue looked at the girl with a little flushed face, and called out: "Le'er."

"Little aunt." Feng Yin responded, then fixed her eyes on Qing Yue, nervously waiting for her next words.

Everyone else present also looked at Qingyue together, wondering how she planned to arrange it.

Qingyue's expression didn't soften in any way, but she returned to her original cold appearance: "Tell me, are you married to this Seventeenth Prince?"

marry?

I saw that Feng Yin was pinching the hem of his clothes with one hand, and murmured: "Hmm... that... that's it."

[Thank you beauties Laner, Anqian, Xiaoai, Liangmo, Xiaoli, Yunmeng, Huakai, Xiaoli, Yinli, Youth, Wandering, Xiyan, Banshi, Qinglian, and Xiangyin for their rewards!add more]

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