The Mysterious Ugly Wife Of The Emperor

She explained dryly, "I, I slept by your door, and then as soon as you opened it, I came in..."

Huo Hancheng's eyes added a touch of doubt: "you have nothing to sleep in the bedroom, to my door to sleep what?"

Huo family is more guest rooms, how can not let Zuo Yueyue sleep by his door.

Here, Zuo Yueyue swallows her throat.

Can she say that because Mr. Huo had to force himself into Huo Hancheng's bedroom!

Of course she can't!

Otherwise Huo will spare her!

Here Huo Hancheng approached one step: "say, what do you do by my bedroom door?"

Left Yueyue's brain is turning rapidly.

How can she explain it? Huo Hancheng's face is getting worse and worse, and Zuo Yueyue is also gossiping: "I was afraid of ghosts since I was a child. You are so fierce and angry that ghosts dare not get close to me, so I sleep by the door of your bedroom, and ghosts certainly dare not get close to them."

Zuo Yueyue is pure nonsense.

Here Huo Hancheng's handsome Yan has been stiff for a minute.

"Let the servant arrange the room, you sleep in the room!" A moment later, Huo said.

"No!" Zuo Yueyue refused immediately.

If she sleeps in the guest room, she will be known by Huo!

Huo Hancheng's brow frowned, and the woman was simply ungrateful!

"Then sleep by the door." He said coldly.

It's none of his business anyway!

"Oh." Zuo Yueyue said in a low voice.

This is the best result.

As she turned to leave, she couldn't help sneezing.

Although the castle has central air-conditioning, but she is wearing a pajamas outside, curled up a body to sleep, will inevitably catch cold.

Huo Hancheng's eyes are slightly frozen.

He inexplicably felt that the left moon turned to walk behind a bit of desolation.

"Stop!" He said suddenly.

Zuo Yueyue's step is a meal.

Huo Hancheng's tone is very stiff: "you sleep here!"

The moon on the left is full of light.

A moment later she stammered, "and you?"

Huo Hancheng's eyes flash and disdain: "I certainly will not sleep with you, do not have to dream!"

Zuo Yueyue

There was a certain awkwardness in her face.

She didn't mean that. Huo Hancheng said it as if he was a flower maniac.

She never thought about sleeping with this man.

She explained, "I mean I sleep here. Where are you sleeping?"

"Guest room!" Huo Hancheng said coldly, "this is my bedroom. You don't have to be afraid of ghosts because of my anger."

With that, Huo Hancheng turned around and left.

Zuo Yueyue

She said so casually, Huo Hancheng is still serious?

Zuo Yueyue's mind moved.

She really didn't expect that Huo Hancheng would be so kind as to give her her bedroom.

She just said that, Huo Hancheng not only believed her, but also let himself sleep here, and he went to sleep in the guest room.

Seriously, that man's cold look is really not so good.

Lying on Huo Hancheng's bed, Zuo Yueyue feels that she can finally sleep safely.

After all, she has been in Huo Hancheng's bedroom according to Huo Laozi.

As for where Huo Hancheng sleeps, it's none of her business.

Left moon's face fell into the soft pillow, the man's breath suddenly into her nose.

Left moon in the heart of a ghost floating out of an idea.

That night, it seems that she and Huo Hancheng were lingering in this big bed