Chapter 17 The Coachman's Dark Moonlight Green Plum 16

Shen Xinran only knew that Zhao Huaxing in front of her was very angry, because his eyes were red with anger. "When you refused, did you ever think about your parents who are still in Huajing?"

Is he threatening himself?

Shen Xinran's eyes widened instantly. If it were based on Chen Wanrong's personality, she would definitely follow him. After all, Chen Wanrong valued her family more than anything else.

So is she ruining the plot or her character?

Shen Xinran hesitated for a long time, nodded, and said aggrievedly: "Isn't it okay for me to go back?"

Zhao Huaxing was almost laughing with anger. Before he could say anything, she started to feel wronged. He strode forward and glanced at Shen Xinran coldly as he passed by her. "Then let's go!"

Shen Xinran pointed to her home and whispered, "I haven't packed my luggage yet!"

"Women are trouble." Zhao Huaxing pouted impatiently, turned around and sat on the chair that Shen Xinran had placed at the door to bask in the sun.

Seeing Shen Xinran enter the room, he frowned and reminded her, "Your brother should be in high school this year, right?"

Shen Xinran knew that Zhao Huaxing was threatening her again, fearing she'd escape through the back door. She took a deep breath, smiled, and nodded, "Yes, he's in Huajing too."

It's just being forced to atone for one's sins, what's the big deal?

She will be slapped in the face anyway, so what difference does it make where or when she is slapped!

While Zhao Huaxing wasn't paying attention, she raised a fist towards him.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Huaxing looked over at him. It was over. His character was about to collapse again. Shen Xinran's mind was racing and he loosened his fists.

"Oh, my hair seems messy." She put her hands on her head and pretended to tidy up her hair.

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After Shen Xinran took a bag of luggage and came out of the room, Zhao Huaxing noticed that Shen Xinran was wearing a cotton and linen long skirt today.

Compared to the little dress she had worn before, this one looked inferior. Zhao Huaxing frowned, "What are you wearing? It's so ugly!"

Shen Xinran lowered her head, glanced at her khaki skirt, and frowned slightly. "Is it ugly? But I think it looks pretty good!"

When she chose this dress, she fell in love with it at first sight. Paired with a straw hat, it creates a retro pastoral style.

Chen Wanrong's dresses were only suitable for indoor use. Every time she went out, the hems of her skirts would be stained with mud. God knows how much effort she put into washing those skirts.

This skirt is different. It is beautiful and versatile, and you don’t have to worry about cleaning it at all.

Shen Xinran turned around and started packing his luggage again, secretly complaining: Straight men really have no aesthetic taste.

Shen Xinran wanted to take this with her, and she couldn't bear to throw that away. Zhao Huaxing looked at the increasing amount of luggage and frowned, "That's enough. If I can't fit it on the horse, I can just buy more when I get to Huajing."

"Ride a horse? Can't we take a carriage?" Shen Xinran asked.

Riding a horse would make her butt hurt, so Shen Xinran didn't want to ride a horse.

Zhao Huaxing shook his head, finally toughened up and sneered, "No."

Shen Xinran glared at Zhao Huaxing and could only pick and choose among his luggage.

After finally packing up and preparing to leave, Shen Xinran finally saw the horse that Zhao Huaxing had mentioned, a bay-red warhorse with a scar on its abdomen that extended from its abdomen to its buttocks.

"I picked this up. I call it Little Bad Boy. He is not as heartless as some people. He has been with me for almost three years." After Zhao Huaxing finished speaking, he touched the horse's back with his hand, with a proud look on his face.

Shen Xinran knew that Zhao Huaxing was mocking her. She pretended not to understand and reached out to touch the "little scoundrel."

Unexpectedly, as soon as she approached, the "little rascal" kicked up his hoof. Shen Xinran leaned back due to inertia, waving her hands in the air, and finally she caught something.

"This horse has a fierce temper and ordinary people won't be allowed to touch it." Before Zhao Huaxing finished speaking, he saw Shen Xinran fall backwards and grab his pants.

Shen Xinran sat on the ground, looking at Zhao Huaxing's two white thighs and the leg hair fluttering in the wind.

Although Zhao Huaxing was wearing underwear, I have to say that his thing was quite magnificent. The heroine will be so lucky in the future!

A little girl passed by, pointed at Zhao Huaxing, and exclaimed, "Mom, why isn't that uncle wearing pants?"

The woman covered the little girl's eyes, walked forward quickly, and whispered, "Don't look at it, or you'll get a stye. That uncle is a pervert."

Although the woman spoke quietly, the word "pervert" still reached Zhao Huaxing's ears. He looked at Shen Xinran, who was sitting on the ground looking at him, and his face instantly turned as dark as it could be.

Shen Xinran wanted to laugh but didn't dare to. He could only pinch two fingers together, made a gesture of pulling up his pants, and asked, "Do you want me to help you put them on?"

Zhao Huaxing's face turned as black as charcoal, and he gritted his teeth and said, "No need."

After he finished speaking, he pulled up his pants.

I don't know what Zhao Huaxing was thinking, but he finally chose the carriage. The horses were already there, so all he needed to do was build a carriage to put them on.

This made it easier for Shen Xinran to carry the luggage and also saved her butt from the pain of the bumps.

But Zhao Huaxing's face was terribly sour. He sat outside the car without saying a word, as if someone owed him five million.

It was already eight o'clock in the evening when the two returned to Huajing. Shen Xinran originally wanted to look for Chen Qingpeng, but Zhao Huaxing grabbed her collar and walked towards the general's mansion.

"These days, you are responsible for my daily life. You can leave when you are happy with my service. In other words, if I am not happy, you are not allowed to leave!"

Isn't this the standard statement that a domineering CEO makes to a little white flower heroine? Shen Xinran frowned, and she had an ominous premonition in her heart.

After entering the General's Mansion, Shen Xinran began to look around. Where is He Cuishan?

Zhao Huaxing frowned and asked, "What are you looking for?"

Shen Xinran subconsciously said: "He Cuishan."

Zhao Huaxing’s general’s mansion belonged to the previous general, and the layout and everything else are the same as before.

Although Zhao Huaxing hired a group of servants, he came from a humble background and was inevitably laughed at by others.

He Cuishan took the initiative to take on the responsibility and help Zhao Huaxing manage the inner house so that Zhao Huaxing had no worries.

The general's mansion is still the same general's mansion, but where is the current hostess?

Zhao Huaxing raised an eyebrow, "When did you and He Cuishan become so close? The first thing you did when you came back was to look for her!"

Shen Xinran smiled and said, "You don't understand the feelings between girls."

Zhao Huaxing nodded, narrowed his eyes slightly, and continued to ask: "Then what makes you think that He Cuishan will be in my general's mansion?"

Shen Xinran's mind was completely focused on the fact that the heroine was missing. She opened her mouth and wanted to say, "That's what the plot says!"

Fortunately, my brain was one step faster than my mouth.

She quickly corrected herself, "It is said that this is the storyteller's favorite story."

Looking at Shen Xinran's innocent face, Zhao Huaxing almost laughed out of anger, "Don't you know who I like? Why do you have to listen to what others say?"

Shen Xinran lowered his head and didn't answer. He was sweating for himself in his heart. It was really a close call. He almost got exposed.

Little did she know that it was her nonchalant look that made Zhao Huaxing gnashing with hatred. "Sometimes I really want to see if you have a heart!"

He actually wanted to dig out her heart!

Shen Xinran's eyes widened instantly. Oh my god, why is the male protagonist becoming more and more perverted?