Two-Faced Monster King

It really was an old fox! Shui Qiannan glanced at Shui Hongbo and snorted coldly.

"Shui Qiannan, you have really made me look at you in a new light." Hou Ziming stared fixedly at Shui Qiannan, wanting to see the affection in his eyes from the past. Now that Shui Qiannan was of some use, he could reluctantly accept her.

However, the Shui Qinan before him was no longer the Shui Qiannan from before. He did not even give him a proper look and only lightly replied, "I have always been like this."

"Zi Ming, what are you saying to a piece of trash, lower your status!" Shui Qianyu pulled Hou Ziming with dissatisfaction, even with her veil on, she could still feel the anger on his face.

"Trash?" Hou Qingjue, who had been watching Shui Qiannan, opened his mouth and looked at Shui Qianyu. "If I remember correctly, you should call her elder sister."

"Hmph, he's just a piece of trash, how could I …"

"Shut up!" Before Shui Qianyu could finish, she was slapped by Hou Ziming. He looked at Hou Ziming in disbelief, and said with a trembling voice, "Zi Ming, you actually hit me? You actually dared to hit me for such a trash? "

"What piece of trash, she's your big sister!" Hou Ziming, on the other hand, wore a solemn expression. He no longer had the gentleness that he usually had towards Shui Qianyu. "You're the Crown Prince's consort. Pay attention to your words and deeds!"

Shui Qiannan looked at the farce in front of him coldly and did not say a word. He turned his head to look at Little Right Eye and asked, "Little right side, are you full yet? We should go back. "

"Mhmm, my right hand is so full..." Little Right patted his stomach and said with a satisfied expression as he stood up.

"We'll take our leave first." Shui Qiannan nodded slightly at Hou Qingjue, then held onto Little Rid's hand as they prepared to leave.

"Ahh, wait, wait. What are you waiting for? The sky is already getting dark." When Hou Ziming saw that Shui Qiannan was about to leave, he rushed forward to block his path and was about to grab him.

A hint of coldness flashed through Shui Qiannan's eyes. He avoided Hou Ziming's hand before it could reach him, and coldly said, "Scram!"

"All kinds of pretentious feelings exist. Come, come and drink two cups with me. Now that you've performed well, I can consider taking you in as my disciple." Hou Ziming clicked his tongue and was about to go pull Shui Qinan again.

Shui Qiannan's face was so dark that he moved in a flash to increase the distance between the two of them. His pitch-black eyes were filled with coldness. "Hou Ziming, scram!"

When Hou Qingjue saw this, his face was also filled with black lines. He quickly walked in front of the two of them and stood in between them, just in time to stop Hou Ziming's actions. He turned his head apologetically towards Shui Qiannan and said, "Miss Shui, don't mind me. The crown prince is unclear about the wine. I'll escort you out."