The sun shines in obliquely, making the Haitang Pavilion fall into two sides: light and dark.
In the rising dust, everyone could clearly see the scene inside the museum.
Tan Hui, with disheveled hair, was half-sitting on the ground, staring blankly ahead.
And there, sitting a handsome man.
In the man's arms was a woman, half lying and half hugging. The two "embraced each other intimately" and "touched each other."
It was probably out of emotion that the man raised his head high, the veins on his forehead throbbed, and his expression was full of forbearance.
Tan Zhi was stunned. When he regained consciousness, he realized that the woman's back was somewhat similar to his cousin.
Look again, those clothes also belong to my cousin.
Tan Zi heard his own voice being a little erratic: "A, A Yuan?"
Dong Ye, who stopped urgently, was also stunned: "Girl?"
Qiao Yuanfei froze, and Zhao Yuan also paused.
Then, Zhao Yuan gritted his teeth and said, "Why don't you let go?"
Qiao Yuanfei remained silent.
As soon as she spoke, she had no chance to bite this piece of meat again.
Zhao Yuan's eyebrows were pounding in pain. Seeing Qiao Yuanfei not letting go, he laughed angrily: "Are you a dog?"
Qiao Yuanfei wanted to scold him, but her hands were still held by Zhao Yuan, so she simply continued to grind her teeth with the piece of meat.
He bit it hard, and there was already a fishy-sweet taste between his lips and teeth.
Tan Zhi didn't know what the two of them were doing, but no matter whether they did anything or not, this scene looked like they had done everything to outsiders.
Tan Zi hurriedly called the wife and handyman behind him to go out, and shouted at Zhao Yuan: "Let go of my cousin!"
Zhao Yuan patiently raised his eyes and glanced at him.
Tan Zi was a little panicked, but more than anything he was angry: "Zhao Yuan, I know you have a noble status, but this, this is not a place for you to run wild. If you don't let go of my cousin, I will... be rude to you!" "
Dong Ye didn't have so many scruples. She ran directly towards Zhao Yuan and picked up the tea cup on the table.
Seeing that the tea cup was about to be smashed off his head, Zhao Yuan quickly let go and pushed Qiao Yuan forward.
When Dongye saw that he was going to hit his girl, he controlled his wrist and changed the direction.
The tea cup fell to the ground, and the crumbs scattered everywhere.
A few broken pieces of porcelain splashed onto Tan Hui's face, causing him to scream in pain.
Dongye ignored him and hurriedly hugged Qiao Yuanfei around the waist and helped him aside.
She first checked Qiao Yuanfei's wrist.
The thin white wrist had purple marks on it and was still shaking uncontrollably. Dongye's eyes turned red instantly: "Girl."
Qiao Yuanfei hid her hands in her sleeves and said with a smile, "It's okay!"
Dong Ye looked at it distressedly, then quickly turned to look at Zhao Yuan, his eyes full of anger.
Zhao Yuan ignored her and stared directly at Qiao Yuanfei.
The girl stood expressionless, her brows lowered, her face a little pale, and her look of exhaustion was mixed with a bit of pain.
She clearly looked fragile, but there was a little blood on her lips.
This light red is like the newly blooming peach blossoms on the branches in March, delicate and beautiful, making her attractive for no reason.
Zhao Yuan felt inexplicably unhappy. He raised his hand and slowly touched his neck, and as expected, he touched blood.
"Cousin." Tan Zhi hurried over, looked at Qiao Yuanfei carefully and asked with concern, "Are you okay?"
Qiao Yuanfei shook her head, "It's okay."
Tan Zi glanced at Zhao Yuan and asked in a low voice: "You and the Crown Prince..."
Qiao Yuanfei paused and said calmly: "Nothing."
Tan Zhi felt relieved and said repeatedly: "It's better not to have it. It's better not to have it."
As he spoke, he turned to look at Tan Hui, his round face wrinkled into a bun.
Just when Qiao Yuanfei thought he was going to say something, Tan Zhi suddenly said: "Bah!"
A spittle flew across.
Tan Hui couldn't avoid it for a moment, so he caught it head-on.
After regaining consciousness, he repeatedly slapped his hair with both hands and screamed like he was driving away the plague: "Tan Zhi, what are you vomiting for?"
"Spit on you turtle grandson!" Tan Zhi put his hands on his hips and cursed.
"I've been dissatisfied with you for a long time. You are a handsome young man, but you are just a beast in clothes. You can bully little girls on weekdays, but today you dare to bully my cousin."
The scolding was not enough, so he simply kicked Tan Hui.
This time, Tan Hui was more agile and quickly dodged the attack.
Although he was at a disadvantage, Tan Hui said unforgivingly: "If you dare to do this to me, I will kill you."
"You don't deserve to die!" Tan Zhi chased and kicked a few more times, but all of them missed.
To avoid embarrassment, he had no choice but to put his hands on his hips and say harshly: "Just wait, we are not done with this."
After that, he picked up Qiao Yuanfei and walked out: "Cousin, let's go."
Qiao Yuanfei was amused by his childish behavior, and her tense nerves instantly relaxed.
Just as the general turned around, Zhao Yuan's voice sounded from behind him: "Second Young Master, please stay!"
