Rong Ruo's words were like a basin of ice water splashed on Yuan Zhao's body, making the blush on her face fade in an instant, and the whole person instantly sobered up.

"What the overseer means, the women don't understand."

Yuan Zhao smiled reluctantly, but he was shocked in his heart.

Rong Ruo will not say this for no reason.

There is only one possibility, and that is that he knows about his conversation with his eldest brother today.

It was in the General's Mansion, a secret place that she and her eldest brother were looking for, but, Even so, these words still reached Rong Ruo's ears, which shows how long the factory guard's hand stretched.

Is it possible for such a person to get rid of himself?

Thinking of this, Yuan Zhao's face became more and more pale.

Rong Ruo didn't answer what she just said, but her slender fingers tapped slowly on the table, one after another, not slowly, but it made people tremble.

Although Rong Ruo didn't say anything, the feeling of suffocation came to her face, Yuan Zhao couldn't help but think of what happened last time, and she felt a nervous pain in her neck.

She closed her eyes, and finally spoke:

"Those words are just to deal with my brother's words, and they can't be true."

As soon as her words fell, the percussion stopped abruptly, Rong Ruo's thin lips pursed, phoenix eyes were raised, and she said slowly:

"Do you know what happened to deceiving this seat?"

"The women don't dare!"

Yuan Zhao lowered her head and didn't dare to look at Rong Ruo at all, but even if she didn't look up, she could still feel two cold eyes falling on her.

The room was so quiet that Yuan Zhao could even hear his swallowing clearly.

The cold sweat on her forehead had already run down her cheeks, and just when she was about to lose it, Rong Ruo finally spoke:

"That's it!"

In just two words, the killing intent in the room suddenly eased, and Yuan Zhao exhaled heavily as if he had relieved his breath.

However, the next moment, her chin was pinched by two slender and powerful fingers and forced to be lifted, and the moment the skin touched, Yuan Zhao trembled.

It's cold!

Rong Ruo's hands are so cold!

There was not a single temperature, colder than a dead man's hand, as if coming out of icy water.

Rong Ruo slowly approached, and only stopped when the two of them were within a hand's distance of their heads.

"I like quiet, obedient, duty-based things, you know?"

“…… Be! ”

"Don't let me down."

Rong Ruo let go of Yuan Zhao, then took out a white silk and wiped his fingers, as if Yuan Zhao was some kind of sloppy thing.

Looking at his movements, Yuan Zhao's eyes flashed slightly.

"Be obedient, I'll keep you fine."

Dropping this sentence, Rong Ruo got up slowly, and Yuan Zhao hung his head and watched the crimson flying fish suit get farther and farther away from him.

After a while, the door of the private room was opened, and Linglong and Wenfeng rushed in together.

"Miss, are you alright?"

The two maids looked at her worriedly.

Every time they saw Rong Ruo, the young lady would lose half of her life, and they were really worried that something would happen to Yuan Zhao.

Although this is a restaurant, I can't tell what that shameless person will do.

Yuan Zhao shook his head, but he didn't get up immediately.

Although Rong Ruo didn't do anything to her this time, she was more tired than before, she was tired in the past, and she was tired this time.

But in just one hour, she felt that her spirit had been hit hard repeatedly.

There are people in the General's Mansion who are tolerant, is this what Rong Ruo means, or is the emperor already preparing to deal with the General's Mansion now?

A hint of anxiety flashed across Yuan Zhao's face.

Also, what Rong Ruo said just now, he asked him what the ending was, what did he mean?

Something flashed quickly in Yuan Zhao's mind, but he didn't catch it.

On the way back to the house, Yuan Zhao looked at the delicate little mouth of Balabala, and she suddenly said:

"You say, the breath of exhalation has no temperature, is it still a living person?"

Wenfeng and Linglong looked at each other:

"Miss, what are you talking about?"

“…… It's nothing! ”

Yuan Zhao closed his eyes and suppressed the fear in his eyes.

Just now, Rong Ruo was very close to her, and when he talked to her, there was no trace of heat, and his fingers like cold ice made her have to think more.