Magic cool husband only loves his naughty wife

The atrocities he had done to her suddenly came to her mind, and a look of panic floated on her cheek.

"Xiaochen, what's the matter with you?" Looking at her panic, Han Junrong sighed in his heart and saw that she really hated him. It seemed not so easy to resolve this resentment. He was already worried about what kind of situation they would fall into if she knew his true identity one day.

"You... Look too much like him." Ming Xiaochen covers his mouth with his hand. It takes a long time for him to recover from the shock.

"Didn't I tell you that I look like him. I told you not to look." A bitter smile floated on the corner of his firm mouth. Did she really hate him so deeply? He was so frightened when he saw the same appearance. He stretched out his hand to appease her, but he saw a touch of disgust in her eyes. He had to give up bitterly.

"Don't get me wrong. What I hate is him, not you. You and he just look the same. You and he are twins, not to mention looking the same is not your job." Appearance is natural, not personal fault, but he really looks like that tyrant. For a moment, she really thought it was him, but fortunately it was not him. If it was him, how could he treat her so well? He didn't torture her. Well, it's a very luxurious thing to want him to treat her well.

"Don't you really hate me?" Han Junrong looked at her a little nervously.

"How can I hate you, although you and the bird beast... Er... No... It's the emperor." Oh, my God, how could she say that her brother was a tyrant in front of his brother's face? Ming Xiaochen was so embarrassed that she wanted to dig a hole in the ground.

She called him a tyrant? Even if a person with a good temper hears others say that about him, he can't help it. Han Junrong's face suddenly becomes iron blue. Fortunately, at the moment, Ming Xiaochen feels that he has said the wrong thing and lowers his head like a little daughter-in-law. He doesn't see his iron blue face, otherwise he will jump next. Han Junrong must hold his fist hard, Only then could I resist the impulse in my heart to strangle her.

"How are I doing with the emperor?" Although Han Junrong tried his best to hold back his anger, he still couldn't help gnashing his teeth.

"Er, who makes you look like the emperor, but you don't have the same character at all. You don't know how hateful your brother is. If I tell you these words, don't tell your brother, or he will cut off my head." Mingxiaochen remembered that if the bad words about the emperor on her back were introduced into the emperor's ears and sentenced to a crime of contempt for the emperor, she couldn't finish eating and left in her pocket. Please say it.

"Don't worry, I won't tell him. Just say it." Han Junrong clenched his hand into a fist and then carried it behind his back. He was worried that she would say more words later. He really couldn't help strangling her.

"Just don't tell him. You don't know how much your royal brother is. Although he says I'm his concubine, he's really too much... I'm angry when I mention him." She was moved and excited at the mention of the tyrant.