Your Highness asked me to pay him back his honor

Shuo sternly said, "What are you doing!"

Yun Lang muttered in a muffled voice.

"Talk!" Xiao Shuo was trembling with anger after being teased from head to butt for no reason, and almost wanted to borrow a ruler from the old matriarch, "I want to see what else is yours—"

Yun Lang murmured: "You."

Xiao Shuo's anger had already rushed to the top of his head, and he was about to explode when he was knocked down by his words, and stood by the side of the couch.

Yun Lang swallowed dryly, held his breath and raised his head.

Before he could react, Xiao Xiaowang had leaned over and pressed him hard on the couch, mercilessly, and hit his buttocks three times.

He turned the person over, picked it up, carried it on his shoulders, and went straight out of the hospital.