"Poof...... Lord Cheng save me! ”

The woman's screaming for help was familiar.

Wen Yuwan clenched her fists, and finally heard who this voice was!

"Han Mo?!"

On the side, Cheng Fenglou didn't have time to think so much, and in a hurry, he could only jump into the water to save people.

Wen Ranran's eyelids jumped, grabbed Wen Yuwan's shoulder, flew up lightly, and landed on Cheng Fenglou's boat.

"Twelve! Come up! ”

Wen Ranran stretched out her hand towards Cheng Fenglou.

Cheng Fenglou held Han Mo with one hand, and Wen Ranran's hand with the other, and reluctantly brought Han Mo up.

After some tossing, the two of them were soaked, Wen Ranran raised her eyebrows, and looked at Han Mo carefully nestled in Cheng Fenglou's arms, and her heart twitched.

Han Mo was wearing a gauze skirt, and at this moment, she was soaked in water, and her graceful body curves suddenly appeared.

Wen Ranran coughed, trying to alert the two men.

With Wen Ranran's cough, Han Mo seemed to wake up in shock, and instantly broke away from Cheng Fenglou's embrace.

And the belt on his chest suddenly loosened, revealing a large piece of spring light inside.

"Ahh

Han Mo screamed, hurriedly reached out to cover his chest, and squatted in place screaming.

Wen Ranran pursed her lips in disgust and looked at Wen Yuwan on the side.

Wen Yuwan's face turned green.

"Woooooooooo......oo Journey...... Master Cheng! ”

Han Mo squatted on the ground and cried.

Wen Ranran's eyes twitched, she took off her cloak and put it directly on Han Mo's head.

The people on the shore looked over one after another, and they all had a look of good show in their eyes.

Wen Ran suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Now that the weather has entered autumn, even if it is warm, I will carry a cloak with me when I go out, for fear that I will catch a cold.

But Han Mo ...... This tulle is preparing for summer?

Before Wen Ranran could speak, she heard Wen Yuwan sneer.

"Miss Han seems to be quite hot, and she wants to take a bath in the moat during the day?"

"No...... It's not ......" Han Mo raised her head and cried fiercely, "It's not like this!" ”

Wen Yuwan took a deep breath and glanced at Cheng Fenglou.

"Master Cheng is very idle in managing Dali Temple!"

Cheng Fenglou was also soaked at the moment, and he was embarrassed at the moment.

He opened his mouth and looked at Wen Yuwan.

"I ......"

Han Mo beside him cried a lot, and Cheng Fenglou had a big head for a while.

"The county lord...... I'll explain this matter to you later, I'll send Miss Han back first! ”

Wen Yuwan gritted her teeth and stomped her feet with hatred, dissatisfied with Cheng Fenglou's indecisiveness.

"Miss Han?! Then go with your Miss Han! ”

"Hey...... That's not true! ”

Cheng Fenglou was a little helpless, but Han Mo grabbed his sleeve and couldn't move at the moment.

The boatman was a discerning man, and when he saw someone overboard, he hurriedly docked the boat to the shore.

Wen Yuwan's eyes were red, and she turned around and left.

Wen Ranran, who witnessed everything, stood aside and twitched the corners of her mouth.

"Why don't you go after Yuwan first, and I'll send Miss Han home?"

As soon as these words came out, Han Mo cried even more, and she dragged Cheng Fenglou's clothes and didn't let go, as if she was frightened by something.

"I ...... I don't want her to send it! ”

The corners of Wen Ranran's eyes twitched again.

Cheng Fenglou was very embarrassed, so he had to say.

"Please, the county lord, go and see the county lord first!"

"Okay, don't regret it!"

Wen Ranran raised her eyebrows slightly, glanced at Han Mo and Cheng Fenglou deeply, didn't say anything more, and turned around to look for Wen Yuwan.

However, in half a day, the story of Miss Han and the champion of Dali Temple has spread all over the streets and alleys.

There are also many readers who took advantage of the popularity to compile it into a book.

Some people even picked up Wen Yuwan's holiday with Han Mo, and secretly poked and poked that it might be Wen Yuwan's conspiracy.

Wen Ranran looked at these times, and was so angry that she almost smashed the script and the table together.

In the palace, Han Chun knelt on the ground, crying with tears and snot.

"Your Majesty, this matter is about the reputation of the little girl, and I would like to ask the emperor to ...... Call the shots for the little girl! ”