This was the first time Mu Qingyang heard him talk about himself like this from Qi Tianhong's mouth, and he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

If she had known that she would meet in such a way today, why wouldn't she wear this outfit......

After changing his clothes, Mu Qingyang felt relaxed.

However, Qi Tianhong followed aside, and his face was still sunny just now, which would already be cloudy.

"I don't think you'...... what you're wearing now," he pouted, nagging along the way.

"Shut up!" Mu Qingyang snorted impatiently!

She was afraid that if she listened to it like this, her ears would be calloused!

I never found that Qi Tianhong was so nagging, it turned out that this man was more verbose than a woman.

"Am I wrong again! Look at the texture and color of this Luo Qun, ......" he retorted, pulled up Mu Qingyang's sleeves and began to count them one by one.

"......" Mu Qingyang was speechless, "Mother-in-law"!

But this was like reciting the rhythm of the "Tightening Mantra", which really made Mu Qingyang feel a little irritable.

"Miss. Suddenly, the voice of a maid came from behind him.

Mu Qingyang was like "like a treasure", and immediately turned his body around.

"Is there something wrong?"

"The lord asked you to go to the parlor......" the maid replied respectfully.

"Okay, okay! I'll go. Before the maid could finish speaking, Mu Qingyang had already walked quickly in the direction of the living room.

“…… Wait for me. Qi Tianhong was stunned for a moment, but he immediately reacted and followed.

Is it just this "meeting room"? What kind of guests and old men would let themselves go to that kind of place to meet?

Mu Qingyang couldn't help but have some doubts in his heart, but what was important at the moment was not this, what mattered was how he could get rid of Qi Tianhong's chatter......

As soon as he stepped into the threshold of the living room, a long back was imprinted into Mu Qingyang's eyes.

"It's him!" Mu Qing raised his eyebrows, and immediately felt a trace of disgust.

Qi Tianhong really didn't regard himself as an outsider, and followed Mu Qingyang into the living room, but looking at the unfamiliar back, he actually had a different idea in his heart.

Will this person be Qingqing's favorite?

He secretly guessed in his heart.

Hearing movement behind him, the man turned around and said softly.

"Yang'er, you're here. ”

"......" Mu Qingyang bit her lip, she didn't expect that she would meet him in her general's mansion.

It's just that since this is a meeting, what should be said in the first sentence?

Is it resentment, is it anger, is it anger, or should it be a disdain......

"Mu ......" she reluctantly spoke, but stopped immediately.

She raised her eyes and fixed them on his face.

"General Tong, I didn't know that this distinguished guest of the General's Mansion would be General Tong...... there was still an uncontrollable resentment, and it began to spread a little.

"Yang'er! You...... Don't talk like that. Tong Tian interrupted her loudly, but then there was silence.

But Qi Tianhong, who would be this meeting, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart when he saw the scene at this time.

Looking at Mu Qingyang's tense appearance towards the person in front of him, it seems that the relationship between the two of them will not be what he just thought.

It's not so much the person you like, but the enemy!

Thinking that he was sitting on a chair next to him easily, he looked like a bystander at first, giving people the feeling that he was about to start watching a play.

Tong Tian looked at Mu Qingyang's eyes looking at him at this time, it was like a sharp knife entering from his pupils, and it was even no exaggeration to say that he couldn't wait to cut it directly into his heart