Han Qianlu followed her angrily.

    When they both went in, suddenly a gray figure came out from the corner of the wall, crept over, quietly closed the door and directly locked it.

    Su Nuo went around the wall and looked at the persimmon tree. He looked up at his soft white face and his eyes were crystal.

    "How tall."

    Su Nuo sighed.

    "How can I pick persimmons when it''s so high? This one needs a ladder."

    Han Qianlu looked up, hurried to Su Nuo and pulled Su Nuo.

    "Well, go get the ladder quickly."

    Su Nuo looked at the persimmon tree with flashing eyes, nodded, and walked to the door with Han Qianlu.

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

    "The door was locked outside."

    "Anyone? Anyone?"

    Han Qianlu was so angry that he kept clapping at the door with both hands.

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

    "Hey, you help shout."

    Han Qianlu looked back again. Where was su Nuo around her.

    I don''t know where the cold wind came from. Han Qianlu was shocked all over and ran towards the persimmon tree again.

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

    The sun came in and hit Su Nuo''s soft white face. The slender eyelashes also left a small shadow on the lower eyelid.

    A little nice, a little cute.

    Han Qianlu glared at her fiercely and seduced brother mo.

    The evil spirit that had been locked in wanted to vent quickly.

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

    When he was close to him, a whip was raised high and pumped towards Su Nuo.

    Su Nuo noticed that he caught her whip with his backhand and whipped her with his backhand.

    "Ah..." Han Qianlu screamed in pain. The frightened birds in the tree fluttered and flapped their wings and flew away.

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

    Han Qianlu looked at Su Nuo coming with a whip, covered his head with both hands and screamed again.

    However, Su Nuo threw the whip at her feet. Han Qianlu, who covered his head with both hands, looked at her and didn''t know why.

    Su Nuo held the waist hairy ball in one hand and said softly, "you whip the branches with a whip and help me beat down the persimmon. I want to eat."

    Then, seeing that Han Qianlu hadn''t moved, he kicked the whip with his toes.

    Han Qianlu looked at the back of her hot hand, and her tears flowed down.

    She picked up the whip and whipped it hard on her head. A persimmon that had been eaten by birds fell soft.

    Directly paste Han Qianlu''s face.

    Han Qianlu cried with a loud cry. It''s so dirty. It''s too dirty.

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

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

    "Hit the persimmon quickly."

    Su Nuo saw her slow and said another word.

    So, until the willow head on the moon.

    Then I heard bursts of footsteps outside, a loud bang, and the door was knocked open outside.

    Su Nuo, holding a soft persimmon in his hand, turned slightly and looked at the ink flow frost stepping on the starlight. His face was covered with cold frost, and his slender cold eyes were also full of cruel light.