"You can remember it well, maybe in the future, I will be your pillow person."

Pretty fingers picked up a strand of hair next to her ear, and Fu Beiyao suddenly approached and blew on her smooth and delicate cheeks.

The warm breath sprayed with a faint mint aroma, Rong Shang's face was cold, and he raised his hand and pushed him away.

"Please respect yourself."

Since it wasn't Fu Jingchen, she wouldn't be polite to him.

"Why" The slight changes on her face broke into the man's sight, his dark eyes flashed slightly, his thin red lips slowly lifted, and the smile on his lips was bewitching and dazzling, "I'm not Fu Jingchen, you feel disappointed"

"Yes." Rong Sheng lifted his eyes and glanced at him, "Very disappointed." ”

She turned, and was about to leave.

The man's low and faint laughter came from behind him, "Little one, you really have a personality. ”

"Unfortunately, you may have lost your eyes."

Rong Sheng didn't speak, and she walked towards the courtyard outside the house, where the moonlight cast a soft light.

And she, her face was indifferent and calm.

One step, two steps, three steps

The man with a tall and perfect figure stood in the room, he stood against the light, his eyes followed the back of Rong Shang with interest.

By the time he had counted the tenth step, there was a commotion outside, and his men had already run out from all directions.

"Stop, what are you?"

A deep voice came from the direction on the right, and Rong Shang's footsteps paused slightly.

"Mu Yunshu."

Before she finished speaking, the man in the room had already walked out, "She said her name is Mu Yunshu. ”

Fu Beiyao's voice was a little frivolous.

When the burly and tall men around saw the man with a powerful aura in front of them, they bowed their heads respectfully one after another, "Ten masters." ”

Ten masters.

Rong Sheng can hear this clearly.

It is indeed the tenth master and not the fourth master.

It's just that

The tender eyebrows twisted, Rong Sheng turned around, and glanced at Fu Beiyao's face not far away with a cold gaze, "You and the fourth master are not twins."

"Bold, you dare to talk to our tenth master like this."

The face of the man closest to Rong Sheng changed, and he raised his hand to tie her up.

Who knew that the woman in front of her didn't lift her eyelids, and directly intercepted the hand he raised into the air.

"Ugh." The man's expression was stunned, and he spoke up again, "You are so bold." ”

With a slightly unhappy expression, Rong Sheng glanced at the other party coldly and said, "You made a noise to me." ”

“”

"Heh, hehe."

A sexy and bewitching laugh came from the bottom of his throat, and Fu Beiyao on the other side looked at Rong Sheng with an interesting expression.

But when he turned his gaze, and when he fell on the man beside her, a trace of bloodlust had already crossed the bottom of his deep eyes, "Get down, Miss Mu is a guest of the fourth master, we can't bully others." ”

"Yes, Fourth Master." Breaking free from Rong Shang's hand, the man took a step back, "Subordinates should be damned." ”

The man in front of him, although he had a face exactly the same as Fu Jingchen, was the tenth master, and he was a person with a completely opposite personality to Fu Jingchen.

Of course, Rong Shang's question just now didn't get a response from anyone, he just stretched out his hand and said elegantly as a gentleman, "Miss Mu, please." ”

That night, Fu Beiyao let her go.

However, there is a question that Rong Sheng has never been able to understand.

In this world, there are many people who look alike, but they are not twins but they are like carved out of the same mold, and there may even be brothers who are two or three years apart.

That's really weird.