Xia Weibao finally gained her freedom, her moist large eyes showing a bit of grievance.
"Who let you pounce on me when I wasn't prepared?"
Lu Hualiang just finished speaking when he noticed Xia Weibao's eyes widen in shock.
"Who did you say pounced on who?"
"I, I couldn't hold back and pounced on you, it's my haste, not yours."
Her Majesty the Empress snorted coldly, at least he knows his place!
His desire to live is strong.
Lu Hualiang chuckled lightly and pulled her over to sit on his lap.
He stared at the face in front of him, very familiar, really very familiar.
He was sure he had seen her in this attire before.
Just, when did he see it, and where, he had no recollection.
"Wife, have you ever dressed like this before?"
"No, I only dress like this when acting, is there something wrong?"
Lu Hualiang pressed his lips together, "Nothing."
He suddenly cupped the back of her head, his gaze deep and focused.
This look was exactly the same as in a past life.
