kiss Ann, sweet wife

Chapter 1936

Early in the morning, with two dark circles under her eyes, she went to kick Di Dudu's door.

The room was cold, the rear window was wide open, and no one was there.

Mo Lange was stunned for a moment, and belatedly realized that the little trash who didn't talk much had really run away, and she just ran away at night when she was so soft-hearted that she didn't bother him.

She slowly clenched her fists, her face darkened, full of gloom.

Seeing her standing here for a long time, the inn clerk hurried over to serve her: "Your Highness, you—"

Before he finished speaking, Mo Lange swung the soft whip from his waist with spiritual power, and threw him directly downstairs.That guy is just an ordinary person, under her whip, there is only breath left, not breath.

The shopkeeper hurriedly ordered the waiter to be carried down, but he didn't dare to touch the little witch's misfortune, he just complained endlessly.

Mo Lange came downstairs dragging his whip, very angry, smashed the table into pieces with one whip, and destroyed a row of wine cabinets with another whip.

Her guards came in a hurry, seeing her losing her temper early in the morning, they didn't know whether they should go forward, but someone suddenly remembered her "plaything", and the chief guard immediately asked someone to call.

Then they understood why the little witch was so angry, and the original plaything ran away.

"This damned bastard, how dare he run away!" The guard's mouth was full of bitterness.

Just when everyone in the inn was in danger, one person walked in slowly with his hands full and a fried dough stick in his mouth.

Seeing the swords being tense inside, he was at a loss and asked, "What's wrong?"

Seeing him, everyone was stunned. The chief guard seemed to see the enemy, but also the savior, and his eyes were complicated for a while.

Mo Lange's body was faster than he could think, and he swung the whip around his neck: "You dare to come back?!"

Di Dudu looked up at her with innocent and pure eyes: "You don't want me to come back?"

Mo Lange didn't want to admit her heart at all, she tightened her whip, and seeing that little trash blushing, she felt better.

She asked sharply, "Since you dare to run away, why are you coming back?"

"Ahem... I, I didn't..." Di Dudu felt that he could hardly catch his breath, but inexplicably, he didn't feel the murderous aura from her, but felt her expression was inexplicably wronged.

He raised his hand and said with difficulty: "I didn't run, I went to buy you breakfast."

Mo Lange was taken aback for a moment.

Her eyes fell on his hand, even though he was about to suffocate, he did not let go.

The whip was withdrawn, and Mo Lange looked at him angrily and said, "Who allowed you to leave the inn on your own initiative? What breakfast, this princess is not rare to eat these things!"

Di Dudu coughed twice, put the things in both hands on an undamaged table aside, touched his neck, and touched the blood on his hand without accident.

He sighed inwardly, feeling like a masochist.

"When I was in the car yesterday, I passed by the pancake shop on East Street. I saw you took a second look and thought you wanted to eat..." He said while laying out the packed breakfast on the table.

There are two large packages of oil cakes, wontons in chicken soup in glass cups, and a beautiful peony flower.

"By the way, when I came back, I found that a family's peonies were blooming very beautifully, so I picked one up."

"That silk and satin shop opened, yesterday..."

(End of this chapter)