Husband pinched my peach blossoms again

Chapter 841
Kyoto Marquis Mansion!
The cold moonlight seeped in through the cracks in the windows. The room was originally dark, but because there were no candles lit, the faint moonlight became the brightest light.

Through the moonlight, the scene in the room can be vaguely seen, everything looks so warm,...but...but because of a low growl, it became extremely cold, as if everything just now was just a spring and autumn event. Dream.

"Young Lord." The woman was pitiful, holding the quilt with one hand, and fell to the ground with a look of astonishment.

Han Haoyu looked at the naked woman sitting on the ground with cold eyes, and shouted coldly: "Get out."

Mu Zhixia was taken aback for a moment, her little hands holding onto the quilt were tightened, she got up in a panic, approaching Han Haoyu with the quilt on her body with one hand, "Young Lord, I..."

"Don't make me say it a second time." Han Haoyu's face looked eerie because of the night.

Mu Zhixia looked at the charming and handsome face in front of her. He was the man she would never marry in her life, but there was always a bone-chilling chill in his arrogant and unruly eyes looking at her.

Because of the scene just now..., at this moment, sweat was slowly dripping off his face, and his thin lips were tightly pressed, making his face more and more charming.

"Knock knock knock!"

There was a slight sound of footsteps, and then the door of the bedroom was opened, and a man in a black robe walked in.

The man bowed slightly to Han Haoyu who was on the bed respectfully, and said, "Young Master."

Danger flashed in Han Haoyu's eyes, and he said coldly, "I'm not going down yet, I'll wait here to die."

Mu Zhixia bit her lower lip, she was not willing to leave like this, nor was she willing to become Han Haoyu's tool despite being Mrs. Hou Ye.

She tried to win his heart, and said coquettishly, "Young Master."

"Get out." A voice without any emotion yelled.

Mu Zhixia looked at the thin sword on her neck with a pale face, and her body trembled uncontrollably. She was afraid not because of the thin sword, but because of the coldness of the fiery heart being extinguished by the ice.

Mu Zhixia didn't wear any clothes, the only thing she could wrap her body in was the quilt, but... the quilt only covered her chest, so that her smooth back was completely exposed.

If she stood up, her body would not only be exposed to Han Haoyu and her husband, but also to this strange man in front of her.

Mu Zhixia kept moving back with the quilt in her arms, hoping to find a corner where she could not be exposed, and walked out with the quilt in her arms.

Han Haoyu noticed her movement, frowned his thick eyebrows, and said coldly to the man in black beside him impatiently: "Go to the side and face the wall."

"..." The man in black didn't understand Han Haoyu's meaning at first, but following his gaze, he understood clearly, and said respectfully, "Yes." He walked to the side and faced the wall.

Mu Zhixia froze for a moment, she looked at Han Haoyu in surprise, but was ridiculed by the latter in a cold voice: "Don't get out, are you impatient?"

Mu Zhixia originally thought that it was because of her that he made the man in black turn around, but now it seems that she must be wrong.

Han Haoyu will not feel sorry for her because of her humiliation.

Mu Zhixia smiled wryly in her heart, since that person had already turned around, there was no need for her to continue being hypocritical in front of Han Haoyu.

(End of this chapter)