"Uncle!" Long Xuxu looked at him fearfully.
"Don't panic, go this way!" Beiming Wuji pushed open a bookshelf, revealing a hole. He quickly pushed Long Xuxu into it.
"Uncle, you promised me, you would announce my marriage to Han." Long Xuxu said, pulling up the small pants still stuck on her leg.
"Don't worry, if I promise you something, I will definitely do it." Beiming Wuji picked her up and kissed her small lips fervently.
Long Xuxu moistened her lips and awkwardly left.
When the bookshelf was pushed back into place, Rong Pinyan had already found the key to open the door to the study.
She smelled the scent of *** in the room, feeling as if all the blood in her body was flowing in reverse, "Beiming Wuji! Your audacity is growing, bringing women home now! Even rabbits don't eat the grass around their holes, tell me! Who is that cheap woman!"
"I don't know what you're talking about! I'm going to greet the guests!" Beiming Wuji coughed lightly and tried to walk past her.
