Chapter 183 Mr. Lu's Vinegar Jar Turned Over

Xia Weibao's dressing action paused.

Turning his head, he saw Lu Hualiang appearing at the door in a state of embarrassment.

His clothes were all wet, dripping with water, and scratched in several places.

There are several small wounds on the hands.

At this time, his hair was completely unscrupulous and messy, with a few strands hanging down, covering his flustered and anxious eyes.

When he saw Xia Weibao and Fang Lilin on the bed, his pupils shrank suddenly!

At that moment, Xia Weibao seemed to see a strong murderous aura emanating from him!

She froze for a moment, "Mr. Lu? Why are you here?"

Lu Hualiang's chest heaved and he stared at Xia Weibao, his scalp tingling with those eyes.

His fists clenched slowly, God knows how much strength he used to resist the urge to strangle the woman to death!

Is there anything more heart-wrenching than seeing your woman and other men disheveled in the same bed?

Lonely men and widows, violent storms, dry wood and fire.

Just thinking about what they did last night, Lu Hualiang wanted to kill!

I had exhausted my endurance in this life before forcing myself to turn around and leave.

If he stayed any longer, he was really afraid that he would do something that he would regret.

For some reason, seeing the hurt look in his eyes when he turned around, Xia Weibao's heart was stabbed fiercely.

My heart was empty at that moment.

He was angry.

She could feel that he was angry, very, very angry.

It's just that she didn't know why he was angry.

She stared at the door for a while in disappointment, and then she looked back.

But when he saw Fang Lilin's bare upper body, his body trembled fiercely.

Looking at myself again, a hand slipped into the sleeve of the tracksuit, but hadn't put it on yet.

Messy bed, disheveled clothes, she's still getting dressed...

This scene……

Xia Weibao lowered his head, pursed his lips into a straight line, and squeezed the hand holding the clothes tighter.

Seeing her mood suddenly drop, Fang Lilin was indescribably disappointed.

What's not to understand.

It turned out that the famous flower has an owner.

Moreover, that person is still Lu Hualiang.

His face paled a bit, and his heart was indescribably bitter.

"Do you need me to explain?"

"No need." Xia Weibao put on his clothes in silence.

He got up without a word, packed his little backpack, and left without looking back.

Outside, the rain has stopped.

She raised her head weakly, the sun shone down and hit her face, making her look a little pale.

His mouth opened slightly, but no sound came out.

The eyes are astringent, the heart is ... blocked.

The emperor, the concubine suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

Walking a few steps forward, I found the bodies of several poisonous snakes.

After walking some distance, I saw a wolf whose head was shot.

Xia Weibao staggered, his nose was sore, and his eyes were red.

I was so depressed that everyone was depressed.

The bloodstains of these corpses were still fresh, and apparently they had just been beaten to death not long ago.

Did Lu Hualiang beat him?

This forest is so terrifying, and she was so experienced as an ancient person that she almost got hit several times, and Fang Lilin was even more directly hit.

What about him, is he injured? Have you been bitten by poison?

Knowing that it is so dangerous inside, why did you run in all night? Are you here... to find her?

With such a dark sky, such a heavy rain, such a heavy thunder, such a slippery road, and a forest full of poisons, he didn't know it was dangerous, why did he still come in?