C612 The Calmness of the Young Prince

Chang Muhee was pulled all the way back to the inn by Zhu Chenghuo.

"Go back to what!?" Zhu Chenghuo angrily flung her arm away, "Chang Muhee!"

His eyes were as cold as the ice in the frozen lake in July and August. Chang Muhee's heart trembled and couldn't help but feel weak.

"Little brother Cheng Qi, little brother Cheng Wu …" She had never seen Zhu Chenghuo this angry before