Chapter 134 The Empress Tears Director Lu’s Pants
Chapter 134: Chapter 134 The Empress Tears Director Lu’s Pants
Holding the two torn halves of her pants in hand, Xia Weibao stared blankly at them, looking left and right.
Her brain completely froze.
Who am I? Where am I? What have I done?
Meanwhile, Lu Hualiang’s face darkened magnificently.
His teeth clenched with a grinding noise.
Xia Weibao, you’re really something, tearing apart a genuine leather belt handmade by a top Italian master craftsman!
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Could your destructive power be any stronger?
Thinking of her past “glorious deeds,” Lu Hualiang suddenly found himself unable to swear at her.
She could smash a car; what was a belt to her?
Yet, she truly knew no bounds!
It was bad enough that the belt was torn, but she also ripped his pants—how was he supposed to go back now?
Just as he was about to explode, he noticed her dumbfounded expression.
Lu Hualiang suddenly felt that with such a silly wife, he couldn’t get angry.
Xia Weibao’s eyes widened as she turned her head and attempted to leave.
In her panic, she didn’t notice something tripping her and with a thud, she fell right into Lu Hualiang’s arms, her head hitting his chest heavily.
Her Majesty the Empress instantly snapped back to reality, her body stiffening as if she had stepped on a landmine!
Damn!
My lifetime of wisdom, ahhhh!
In an instant, blood rushed to her head then flowed back down her body, turning every part of her from the strands of her hair to her toenails red.
Xia Weibao wished she could die of embarrassment.
What was she doing, doing, doing!!!
Even walking could end with her throwing herself into someone’s arms!
Lu Hualiang’s body stiffened slightly as he wrapped his arms around her waist, “Falling into my arms, huh?”
Xia Weibao, “…”
This is awkward.
She flung the blanket over, hitting him right in the face.
“You… you lecher!”
Her Majesty the Empress flushed with embarrassment—she had actually been flirted with!
Lu Hualiang’s expression darkened, “Who exactly is being a lecher here!”
The grit of his teeth revealed his own discomfort.
Who was supposed to give him an injection, who tore his pants, who kept staring at him, and who threw herself into his arms?
His belt had been torn, his pants had been ripped, and now she was falling into his arms at this kind of time—did she think he was a saint without feelings?
To think she’d accuse him first!
Xia Weibao’s face turned even redder, “I, I, I…”
She had just been tripped by something, maybe even by him on purpose.
Hugging in this situation was really damn awkward.
Her Majesty the Empress would absolutely not admit she was wrong. It was too humiliating.
Lu Hualiang’s face, oh, it had turned impossibly dark. “So now it’s my fault?”
Xia Weibao’s lips moved slightly, looking at him somewhat dazed.
Lu Hualiang’s heart softened, “Fine, it’s my fault!”
Somehow, Xia Weibao’s eyes suddenly reddened.
But she couldn’t say a word, her throat felt dry.
Fine, it’s my fault…
These words, Dog Emperor used to say them all the time.
Whenever she caused trouble and he wanted to reprimand her, just seeing her look aggrieved would make him admit fault.
She turned around in a fluster, “I don’t want to talk to you, just lie down properly, I’m going to give the injection.”
The sound of clothes rustling came from behind her, and her face went redder.
After waiting a while and sensing that Lu Hualiang should have settled down, she turned around.
Yet, she saw him rolling up his sleeve and sitting propped against the bedhead.
“What are you doing.”
Lu Hualiang shifted his arm, “Getting the injection.”
If she had to inject his bottom, would he have any dignity left?
Xia Weibao was somewhat displeased, but she had just gone through a major embarrassment.
So she didn’t say much, instead taking out her phone and opening Baidu.
“What are you doing?” Lu Hualiang sounded displeased, playing with her phone at this time?
“I’m checking on Baidu how to give an injection.”