The Man Who Married a Tyrant [Book Wearing][MTL]

Ch 50

He Zheng guessed that if he could really go back, he wouldn't spend too long with Fang Tianzhuo. He knew his brother, and no matter what he promised him, he would never say anything, but as long as he said it, he would always say it. It means that he has found a way and will try his best to do it.

Thinking of this, Fang Tianzhuo suddenly became clear-eyed again, he nestled in Fang Tianzhuo's arms, touched his chin, and said, "Next time my brother comes, can you let him in? Don't hurt him. ?"

Fang Tianzhuo said coldly, "Don't let him come at night."

"But he can't come in during the day."

"Let him come to me."

He Zheng always felt that his words were full of suffocation, he began to turn his neck angrily, Fang Tianzhuo suddenly held his head with one hand, He Zheng shook his head vigorously, but Fang Tianzhuo's hand was too strong, he simply turned around. Not moving, he pushed the hand hard: "I have suffered so much when I came to your mortal world. It's not easy for my brother to come to see me, and it's not easy. What do you want? Why do you want to find me? You? If you move my brother's finger, I will fight with you!"

Fang Tianzhuo frowned deeply: "He's not just your brother, he's also an assassin. What does it look like when you have a private meeting with two men at night?"

He Zheng was even more angry: "What did you say! You...you let go of my head! The little prince is going to be angry!!"

Fang Tianzhuo saw his pure white face turn red from anger, he let go with vigilance in his eyes, and with a conditioned reflex, he smashed his chest.

Fang Tianzhuo: "..."

He knew that He Zheng had never been trustworthy.

He Zheng's eyes were a little aggrieved when he failed to hit him on the head. He was just such a big brother, and he confessed to Fang Tianzhuo. How could this man be like this!

Fang Tianzhuo looked at him silently for two seconds, and found that his expression became more and more angry, more and more aggrieved, and hesitantly brought back the noble head that he had removed.

He Zheng's head slammed into it, Fang Tianzhuo closed his eyes, let out a sigh of relief, and said, "I can allow him to come during the day, but he is not exactly your brother, so be careful."

He Zheng looked at his red forehead, touched his own, relieved and asked, "Does your majesty mean that you don't want me to meet him alone?"

Fang Tianzhuo said: "Exactly."

"What is it? I don't understand." He Zheng said deliberately, "Can your majesty explain in more detail?"

Fang Tianzhuo looked at him, and He Zheng stared at him for a while with his neck stuck, and whispered, "Why is it so difficult to hear you say something nice?"

Fang Tianzhuo got up and said, "Get out of bed for dinner."

He Zheng sat without moving: "The gods don't talk about eating, the gods all talk about eating."

Fang Tianzhuo looked over again, He Zheng stretched his skin, got up, put on his shoes and pulled his sleeves, and said sullenly, "Eating as long as you eat, why are you always so fierce."

I don't know if it was because he was about to wear it back. He Zheng looked at Fang Tianzhuo and was always in a good mood. He looked at him while eating, and pulled the stool closer and closer to him, and suddenly sighed: "What should I do? , the little prince is angry and doesn't want to eat anymore, he wants the father to feed him."

Nanmen Liang's silent Bu Cai, saw His Majesty's hand holding the bowl paused, his eyelids twitched, and he always felt that He Shanshou had become more and more pampered and arrogant since he went out.