Husband pinched my peach blossoms again

Chapter 220 Actually, I Really Didn't Think Too Much
"Actually, you don't have to worry too much, it will be fine when he is older." Xueyang said with experience.

"No matter how old you are, you should marry a wife!" Han Xiaoman said casually.

"It's not entirely true. I haven't married a wife and had children so far."

Han Xiao giggled and got up from the stool: "Blood Yang, are you 15 years old too?"

Xue Yang was embarrassed, he didn't know why he was tricked by someone.

"If you don't speak, I will take it as your acquiescence." Han Xiao's eyes were full of success: "You are 15 years old, then you said that you were brought here by your son when you were born. I asked you the other day, and you said your son I grew up here since I was a child, and I was ten years old when I brought you back, so now that you are fifteen, isn't your son..."

Xue Yang interrupted her, and said seriously: "Girl, you should know that in Yan Country, age is a hint, no matter if you are a man or a woman, please stop in moderation."

Before Han Xiao's excitement just passed, he was splashed with cold water by the blood.

She had heard from Fei Er, a maid beside her, that in the country of Yan, men and women only shared the same age, and that meant mutual agreement.

"Girl take a break, I'm going to make lunch." Xueyang seemed a little unhappy.

Han Xiao froze in place, scratching his forehead with the index finger of his left hand: "Actually, I really didn't think too much about it."

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The pavilions are towering, with upturned corners and upturned eaves, and glazed tiles are shining brightly. This is Han Haoyu's base camp.

Here he is the king, a king whose orders no one dares to disobey.

It's just that since Han Xiao disappeared, these hidden guards he had cultivated searched day and night, searched all over the capital, and still couldn't find any trace of Han Xiao.

In addition to being angry every day, he was still angry.

Rebuke, or reprimand.

It seems that since Han Xiao left, his temper has become worse and worse.

Getting more and more irritable.

It is said that a hero is sad about a beauty, and I think it is true.

Mu Zhixia stood at the door and waited for Han Haoyu in the main hall to throw away all the things before she walked in.

When Han Haoyu saw her, he asked coldly, "Is there any news today?"

Recently, this sentence seems to have become what he said every time he opened his mouth.

Mu Zhixia's body was stiff: "No."

"No, no, do you have anything else to say besides saying no every day?" Han Haoyu kicked the ceramic shards at his feet angrily, feeling angrily in his heart.

Mu Zhixia knew that he would get angry, and also knew that this would happen, but she still wanted to come in and confess.

"Young Lord, my subordinates..."

"Get out, get out and look for it." Han Haoyu was furious, his eyes were scarlet.

Mu Zhixia felt uncomfortable seeing him like this, and wanted to step forward, but in the end she didn't do anything and walked out.

As soon as Mu Zhixia walked to the door, she ran into Mu Yeling. When she saw her, she suddenly felt that the relationship between the two of them was so pitiful.

"What's wrong with you?" Mu Yeling sensed something was wrong with her, stopped and stood beside her.

Mu Zhixia shook her head, but the tears of grievance fell down.

Mu Yeling was frightened all of a sudden, they were very busy every day during this period, and they were extremely busy.

She also knew that Han Haoyu's temper had gradually grown recently, and he increasingly regarded their sisters as a punching bag.

But there is a thing called ~ the deeper the love, the more tolerance.

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(End of this chapter)