Han Qianlu followed behind her in a huff.

After the two of them entered, a gray figure suddenly came out of the corner, tiptoed over, quietly closed the door, and directly locked the lock.

Su Nuo walked around the wall, looked at the persimmon tree, looked up at the soft white little face, and his eyes were crystal clear.

"It's so high."

Su Nuo sighed.

"It's so high, how can you pick persimmons, this one has to take a ladder."

Han Qianlu raised her eyes and glanced at it, and hurriedly walked up to Su Nuo and grabbed Su Nuo.

"Well, let's go get a ladder then."

Su Nuo's eyes flickered as he looked at the persimmon tree, nodded, and followed Han Qianlu to the door.

Han Qianlu pulled the door and couldn't open it for a long time.

"The door was locked outside."

"Anyone? Anyone? ”

Han Qian couldn't show his anger, and his hands kept banging on the door.

His hands were red, and he didn't hear a sound outside.

"Hey, you can help shout."

Han Qianlu turned around again, where was Su Nuo's figure beside her.

I don't know where the cold wind blew from, Han Qianlu was shocked, and she was so frightened that she ran towards the persimmon tree again.

Sure enough, as soon as I passed, I saw Su Nuo standing under the persimmon tree.

The sunlight poured in and hit Su Nuo's soft white face, and the long eyelashes also left a small shadow on the lower eyelid.

It's kind of good-looking, it's kind of cute.

Han Qianlu glared at her viciously, the vixen, seduced Brother Mo.

The evil anger that was originally locked in wanted to vent it quickly.

She carried the whip and walked towards Su Nuo with a gloomy face.

When he was about to get to the front, a whip was raised high and whipped towards Su Nuo.

Su Nuo noticed it, grabbed her whip with her backhand, and whipped her with her backhand.

"Ah......" Han Qianlu screamed in pain, and the birds on the trees flew away, flapping their wings.

At this time, the little eunuch who was still hiding in the corner of the wall outside, with a smile on his face, left the corner.

Han Qianlu saw Su Nuo coming with a whip, covering her head with her hands, and screamed again.

saw that Su Nuo threw the whip at her feet, and Han Qianlu, who was covering her head with both hands, looked at her with a sigh of relief, not knowing why.

Su Nuo pinched the hairball on his waist with one hand, and said softly: "You use a whip to whip the branches and help me knock down the persimmons, I want to eat them." ”

After speaking, seeing that Han Qianlu hadn't moved, she kicked the whip with her toes again.

Han Qianlu looked at the back of her hot hand that was being whipped, and tears flowed down her eyes.

She picked up the whip and whipped it the top of her head, clicking a persimmon that had already been eaten by a bird, and it fell softly.

directly confused Han Qianlu's face.

Han Qianlu cried as soon as she wowed, it's so dirty, it's so dirty.

She tilted her head, and no one helped her, so she glanced at Su Nuo secretly, and saw that she was still indifferently playing with the hairball in her hand.

Han Qianlu was crying while wiping her face with a handkerchief.

"Hurry up and beat persimmons."

Su Nuo saw her slowly, and said again.

And so, until the willow tops of the moon.

Only then did I hear a burst of footsteps outside, a loud bang, and the door was slammed open outside.

Su Nuo pinched a soft persimmon in his hand, turned around slightly, and looked at the ink flow frost that came by stepping on the starlight, his face was full of frost, and his slender cold eyes were also full of ruthless light.