Zhu Houzhao looked down in confusion.

A woman's hand?

His eyes moved upwards and saw a young woman half a head shorter than himself.ъìＱυＧΕtV.℃ǒΜ

This woman dressed simply, but her temperament was obviously not like a poor girl.

She was standing at a higher position than Zhu Houzhao's front half, and was watching the execution on the stage without blinking.

Whenever one was cut, she quickly closed her eyes.

After closing, he secretly opened it a little more.

Then close again.

He grabbed Zhu Houzhao's hand and grabbed it tightly.

Next to her was a little lady who was taller than her, looking like a maid.

It was obviously the wrong person's hand...

Zhu Houzhao moved manually and couldn't escape.

This woman looked thin, but she didn't want to be so strong.

Zhu Houzhao was a little unhappy.

He has lived so big that he has never been offended so much.

What's wrong with these people around him? How can people be so close to him?

"Come..."

As soon as he said that, the man seemed to realize something was wrong and turned his face.

Turning around and seeing herself holding a strange man's hand, she seemed not at all panic.

Instead, he looked at Zhu Houzhao with interest for a few more times before taking his hand away.

"Young Master, I'm sorry, I've caught the wrong person."

Zhu Houzhao frowned slightly.

This girl looks good, but she is too unreserved.
Chapter completed!