Wife Hua

Chapter 63 Trouble
Mu Hua's slender wrist suppressed all Liu Sanlang's resistance. Of course, in Fat Girl's eyes, Liu Sangong never thought of resisting and staying away from his young lady.

Liu Sanlang, you are a gentle gentleman recognized by everyone in Wancheng, who abides by etiquette and morality, and is regarded as a model of a gentleman.

There is a famous saying in Wancheng, want to know what kind of character a gentleman really is?
Just look at Liu Sanlang.

However, now that Young Master Liu saw Mu Hua approaching with his own eyes, he never pushed away to avoid him, and he never showed the gentlemanly demeanor that he used to sit still.

Mu Hua continued to approach Liu Sanlang, tilting his head, as if his long eyelashes had slid across Liu Sanlang's cheeks, Liu Sanlang shrank his fingers shyly, and said in a low voice, "You came here to drink for the Xia family's business. ?”

"wrong."

Mu Hua gently pushed Liu Sanlang away, and muttered angrily, "It's too close, I'm a girl, don't you know how to avoid it?"

Was it his fault that she molested her? !

Liu Sanlang wanted to refute, while Mu Hua blinked mist, feeling a pain in his heart for no reason, why was he so clear about a person who had just suffered a setback and drank too much?

"Yes, yes, it's my fault, I should avoid you."

Liu Sanlang admitted his mistake, which made Mu Hua very satisfied. He leaned against the window again, and continued to say in a slightly drunk, low and magnetic voice: "You underestimated me, who am I? Hmph, there are times when the Xia family is sad, and They're not worth my drinking."

I am used to showing off my self-confidence.

It seems she was not wronged.

Liu Sanlang saw a person running outside, his clothes drenched in sweat, anxiously looking for something in the busy street, he frowned slightly, and stretched his hand towards the bamboo curtain that Mu Hua leaned against to block the sun .

"You are..." Mu Hua's head was dazed, and she instinctively grasped her coat tightly. It was a habit she developed in her previous life that no matter who approached her, she couldn't let him touch her clothes.

Liu Sanlang didn't touch her, but put down the rolled up bamboo curtain to block Xia Qi's sight from outside.

The bamboo curtain blocked most of the sunlight, and Mu Hua's eyes dimmed, only seeing a pair of eyes reflecting her own shadow, deep and dark, but with a touch of warmth.

Mu Hua's cheeks were stained red, and she rarely looked away.

Finally looks like a girl!

Liu Sanlang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, if Mu Hua had been so forceful and ignorant, he...well, there was an extra wine bottle next to his mouth, "Sanlang, drink."

He reassured too soon.

"I can't even see the scenery outside, why did you lower the curtain."

While talking, Mu Hua wanted to roll up the bamboo curtain, but was caught by Liu Sanlang who was holding the wine bottle by the wrist, "The sun is too glaring, it makes me a little dizzy."

"Will it be?" Mu Hua suspected that Liu Sanlang had ulterior motives.

Liu Sanlang nodded solemnly, Guanyu's face still had a blush from the approach just now, which well concealed his uneasiness at the moment.

"Forget it, I'll just trust you once." Mu Hua raised her hand and poked Liu Sanlang's cheek curiously, "How could you feel dizzy when exposed to the sun? You are too delicate, how can you protect your future wife in the future."

Liu Sanlang remained silent.

"Ah, wouldn't it be your wife who protects you instead?"

Mu Hua giggled loudly, her eyebrows were curved, her eyes were bright and pretty, and it would be exciting to think about it, that the heir of Prince Wei, who has power over the government, will be protected by his concubine in the future.

Liu Sanlang took a breath, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, he rarely let go of his elegant demeanor, if he got married because of the power of interests, the woman he marries is just his wife, if he marries the girl he likes, how could he be willing to let his wife be rich? Any grievances?

He will definitely protect her, let her do whatever she wants, and eliminate all threats for her in advance.

The two were silent at the same time, thinking about their respective concerns, but kept pushing the wine bottle to their lips.

Mu Hua shook the wine bottle and lightly kicked Liu Sanlang's calf, "It's all your fault, you drank all the wine."

"Ten more bottles!" Liu Sanlang gritted his teeth and said, he couldn't be as knowledgeable as the drunk Mu Hua.

The manager of the wine shop personally delivered another ten bottles of aged wine, "Guest officer, this is a small shop with a small budget, look..."

Is it because he is afraid that he has no money?
Liu Sanlang wiped it in his arms, uh, he usually brings some money when he goes out, but there are too many places to use the money today, and he is Mu Hua's coachman, and also a book boy for himself... Liu Sanlang put down his empty purse , Looking at Mu Hua, she should have money? !

"You borrow..."

"Borrowing money for an interview." Mu Hua smiled like a rascal, "You said you bought me a drink."

Who said you bought her a drink? !
Isn't this nonsense?
Liu Sanlang was so 'tortured' by Mu Hua that he lost his temper. Although he had no money, his momentum was still not weak. He said to the shopkeeper who was obviously worried about repudiation, "You won't lose a penny, you go get the bar first."

"This, this." The shopkeeper was afraid of Liu Sanlang's aura, but also afraid that he would renege on his debt, "Why don't you mortgage something first? The villain is not suspicious of the young master, but the villain suffered a loss two days ago and thought he was a rich man. He is a guest, but he is a scoundrel who eats the king's meal."

"Of course, a villain is not a son but a scoundrel."

"Well, he's better than a scoundrel."

Mu Hua grinned and made up the knife.

"If I'm a rascal, I'll take you first..."

Mu Hua suddenly approached again, and asked curiously, "What about me? Saburo?"

Liu Sanlang pursed his lips and turned his head away. In front of her, he didn't seem to have the upper hand. Is it because he plotted against her?

But there are so many people who have been tricked by him, why is there nothing he can do about Mu Hua.

"This jade pendant is used as collateral, it should be enough to pay for your wine."

"Enough, enough."

The shopkeeper cheerfully took the jade pendant, he knew it was a good thing without looking at it.

"Wait." Mu Hua stood up staggeringly, and gently snatched the jade pendant from the shopkeeper's hand, "I can't let you take too much advantage, jade pendant...I'll keep it, fat girl, and give the shopkeeper the wine money."

"Yes, ma'am."

The fat girl handed over ten taels of silver, and Mu Hua ordered again: "Cut another chicken here."

The shopkeeper embarrassingly agreed that the young lady was not drunk at all, and the account was calculated neatly.

Mu Hua taught Liu Sanlang a lesson outright, "Without me, you would be deceived by him. You must learn to be frugal in your life, Sanlang!"

She shook the jade pendant in her hand, not giving it back to Liu Sanlang at all.

"You are in a bad mood, I don't care about you." Liu Sanlang didn't mention the matter of returning the jade pendant, and tasted the inferior old wine, "Since it's not for the Xia family, why is it?"

He actually wanted to ask if it was because of Mu Shizi.

Mu Hua was stunned for a moment, her intoxicated eyes showed a bit of sadness for no reason, "It's so hard to be a girl."

She doesn't understand women's thoughts at all, such as Mrs. Mu Guogong, such as Mrs. Qin, who has always been quite famous. How can they be different from what she knows?

"Should I find a man to have a child with me so that I can understand what it means to be a mother?"

Liu Sanlang held the wine bottle tightly, felt Mu Hua's appraising gaze, but heard Mu Hua say again, "You can't, you have too many things to do, and it's too troublesome."

　Ask for monthly ticket support.

　　Mu Hua: "Why do I drink, just drink with each other."

　　Liu Sanlang: "So you're not willing to take responsibility?"

　　One night: "The ratio of receipts and subscriptions is too poor, and I am troubled by reflection."

　　
　
(End of this chapter)