Huangfu Yunhua glanced at Ximen Jiaxue lightly, didn't answer, only looked at the door, and the bottom of his eyes was already cold.

Ximen Jiaxue shrunk her neck and pouted, knowing that his patience was exhausted, so she had to walk slowly towards the door.

When he walked to the door, Ximen Jiaxue stopped again, glanced back at Huangfu Yunhua timidly, and said softly: "I have only taken the initiative with you so much, and I have not done anything to others...... Don't hate me......"

After saying this, Ximen Jiaxue quickly opened the door and left quickly.

Huangfu Yunhua stared at the door of the room with complicated eyes, sat down after a while, stretched out his hand with a slight headache, and kneaded his eyebrows.

Damn why he could have such a thing......

Huangfu Yunhua was depressed for a long time, and suddenly thought of Murong Jiu, frowned slightly, put down his hand and stood up.

Soon, Huangfu Yunhua walked out of the room and came directly to Murong Jiu's room.

Murong Jiu saw Huangfu Yunhua kick open the door of his room, and then closed the door with another mysterious qi, and when he sat at the table in his room, his expression was slightly stunned.

However, Murong Jiu quickly figured it out.

The corners of his lips hooked slightly, got up and left the desk, and slowly paced to the opposite side of Huangfu Yunhua and sat down.

"Wine?" When Murong Jiu was about to pour tea for Huangfu Yunhua, he suddenly saw Huangfu Yunhua's face, groaned for a while, and paused to ask.

Huangfu Yunhua snorted coldly and said, "Naturally, I want wine." ”

Sure enough, I'm in a bad mood...... Murong Jiu glanced at Huangfu Yunhua, looked at it and didn't find any kiss marks or anything like that, then smiled, got up and changed the wine for Huangfu Yunhua.

Soon, the two men, who were not too different in age, each brought a glass of wine in their hands.

However, compared to Murong Jiu's shallow taste and elegant taste, Huangfu Yunhua has a tendency to drink stuffy.

"Ximen Jiaxue's matter, it's a headache?" Murong Jiu waited for a long time and didn't see Huangfu Yunhua speak, and he couldn't let Huangfu Yunhua get drunk with him, so he indifferently mentioned Huangfu Yunhua's thoughts first.

The wine glass between Huangfu Yunhua's slender fingers spilled a few drops of wine.

He raised his eyes and glanced at Murong Jiu, and suddenly there was a nameless fire in his heart!

He threw the wine glass on the table and said coldly: "How did you get to Huanhuan in the first place!" ”

Murong Jiu Changye Qinghuan is nearly ten years old, and he is also an uncle, even if he is not his own uncle, his imperial brother Murong Zhan is also a sworn brother with himself.

Then he is equivalent to Murong Jiu's eldest brother!

Murong Jiu, also justifiably speaking, is Huanhuan's uncle in terms of seniority.

How could he say anything to Huanhuan?

When Murong Jiu heard Huangfu Yunhua's question, he was not angry, but raised his lips lightly: "There's nothing that can't be done, it depends on whether you like it or not." If you don't like it...... Isn't it about age? ”

When Huangfu Yunhua heard this, he snorted heavily: "Excuse! ”

"Father-in-law, this is really not an excuse." Murong Jiu hooked his lips playfully, and a flash of clarity flashed in his eyes: "If I don't like Huanhuan, she is naturally a little girl in my eyes, but if I like her, she is a real little woman in my eyes." ”

Huangfu Yunhua was stunned this time, looking at Murong Jiu for a long time and not coming back to his senses.

To put it bluntly...... That's the reason.

If you like it, naturally you won't be a little girl, after all, you're sixteen or seventeen years old...... It's time to get married.

In Xiliang, it is also common for a sixty or seventy-year-old man to marry a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, why is he so resistant when he comes here?