Zhu Huan lowered his head and didn't dare to speak.

"Wanqing, you go and prepare some hot water, wipe your body, and change into pajamas, you can't sleep like this. Fujiwara Xiang turned her head to look at Zhu Huan, "What are you still doing in a daze, go out!"

Zhu Huan still didn't move, looked at Feng Hao and said, "Let me come! ”

"Whatever, Zhu Huan, in the future, Miss Li will be Hao's wife and your hostess, when you speak, pay attention to your identity, go out!"

Seeing Zhu Huan go out helplessly, Fujiwara Xiang glanced at Caritas: "Caritas, I'm tired, send me back to rest." Muzi, you are guarding in the outhouse, Miss Li has to do what you need, understand?"

"Old lady, Muzi understands. Muzi agreed, and quickly got out of the bedroom and retreated to the outer room.

"Wanqing, I'm leaving! You be careful, I'll let them make a bowl of sobering soup, and you will serve it to drink later." ”

"Got it, grandma, don't worry, I'll take good care of Mr. Wind. Li Wanqing sat down beside Feng Hao, looking at his handsome face, and an unconcealable tension and joy rose in her heart.

Only such a wind can she dare to approach, and such a wind will not stare at her with eyes that can kill people.

Fujiwara Ka and Caritas left, the lattice doors of the outer room and bedroom were open, and Kiko knelt by the door, looking very carefully inside.

"Miss Li, do you want me to help?"

"No!" Li Wanqing looked at Feng Hao with some obsession, reached out and touched his cheek, and the temperature of the palm of her hand instantly made her blood boil.

"Feng Hao, Hao ......" she didn't dare to shout, just opened her mouth and made a mouth shape, and then smiled.

Slowly, she felt his sensual Adam's apple, and after a moment's pause, she unbuttoned his blazer and began to untie his tie, gently pulling it out.

Immediately afterward, he unbuttoned his shirt again.

One, two......

Separated placket, the texture of the wind is distinct, and the standard figure like a model is revealed little by little.

This man's appearance is so perfect, Li Wanqing couldn't help but move, her fingers trembled slightly, and she slowly went down and touched the belt around her waist.

To be honest, at this moment, she is full of jealousy of Xia Yucheng, jealous that she can have such a man.

There was a "bang", and the door was suddenly pulled open from the outside.

Mu Zi was startled, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Zhu Huan walking in with a bowl of decanting soup.

He didn't look at Muzi who was stunned, nor did he look at Li Wanqing, who was a little surprised, and walked straight into the bedroom and sat down beside Feng Hao.

"Muzi, come here and help. He let out a low growl.

"Zhu Huan, what are you going to do?" Li Wanqing was a little embarrassed, being despised by this man, making her feel very shameless.

"Miss Li, please respect yourself," Zhu Huan handed the bowl in his hand to Muzi who came over, then glanced at Feng Hao, and reached out to cover Feng Hao's shirt.

"Grandma asked me to take care of your family, do you dare not listen to her?" After seeing Zhu Huan's actions, Li Wanqing's face was hot.

"Adults don't like to have women touch him casually. Zhu Huan said and stretched out his arm to help Feng Hao, and then motioned to Muzi to go over and feed Feng Hao and drink sobering soup.

"You let her serve Mr. Feng, isn't she a woman?" asked Li Wanqing unwillingly.

"She is the servant of the Feng family, and it is her duty to serve the adults. ”。

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