Chapter 71 I'm Cold

Han Haoyu said coldly with a particularly bad temper: "Let's go!"

Han Xiao has always felt a scorching hot gaze locked on her, she knows who is in this direction, she wants to avoid it, but there seems to be nowhere to escape.

Han Haoyu squinted his eyes halfway, and naturally saw Situ Qingyu's eyes about to eat Han Xiao.

"Uh..." Han Xiao glanced at Han Haoyu: "I'm cold." She said to him angrily.

What do you do with such a large amount of air-conditioning? Is it summer? Mobile refrigerators really exist.

"Wear this one of mine." Han Haoyu took off the pale green robe and put it on her body.

Situ Qingyu looked down at his robe, he was wearing a white brocade robe today, if he took it off, there would only be a robe left.

Wearing obscene clothes will make Han Xiao feel that he is very frivolous, so he jumps off the carriage without hesitation: "I'll go back as soon as I go."

This is naturally said to Han Xiao.

Seeing him like this, Han Haoyu rolled his eyes in disdain, and said flatteringly, "My sister is cold, just wear this dress for me!"

Han Xiao looked at the Luo Yi he had been holding up, and at the thin obscene clothes on his body, frowning slightly.

"Sister, I'm a man, so I'm not cold." Han Haoyu said with a smile that she was worried about his body, his heart jumped for joy.

Han Xiao rolled his eyes: "Put on your own robe." She pushed his hand that was outstretched in the air.

"I'm really not cold, you wear it!"

"Are you going to face the saint just like this?" Han Xiao was not really cold, but just didn't like the cold breath emanating from his whole body.

Han Haoyu looked down at his own attire: "It is true that some clothes are disheveled, but I can tell Ye Ling to buy one." He didn't care what he looked like now, and what kind of dress he would wear to face him. St.

Han Haoyu is too conceited, which is very bad.

"I'm cold, but not as cold as you think." Han Xiao explained lightly, and he was really worried about what his younger brother would do.

Han Haoyu: "..."

"I don't like the cold aura that emanates from you, as if you don't want to get close to strangers." I don't like it, I don't like it very much.

Han Haoyu: "..." He purposely lowered his head and glanced at himself. Thinking of the way Situ Qingyu looked at Han Xiao just now, he was very, very angry. This should be the cold breath Han Xiao was talking about!
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"Sister, I will change it." Han Haoyu withdrew his hand with a smile, put on his robe again, and promised again and again: "In the future, I will definitely not be like this in front of my sister."

"I don't want your guarantee, and I don't want you to do this in front of me alone." Han Xiao said coldly, interrupting all his thoughts.

Although Han Haoyu was discouraged, he never gave up and pretended not to understand: "I understand, sister don't worry."

"Stop." Eunuch Gao's voice raised again from outside the carriage, looking quite surprised: "Master, when did you get out of the carriage?"

Situ Qingyu moved too fast before, and Eunuch Gao, who had been walking in front, didn't notice, so he was so surprised.

"Go out and buy some things, Eunuch Gao, you can go." Situ Qingyu got into the carriage with a bag of things in his hand.

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(End of this chapter)

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