There was a thick velvet blanket in the carriage, so naturally it didn't hurt to fall, so Nangong Wuya didn't help it.

It's just that, seeing Huahua fall so embarrassed, the corners of Nangong Wuya's mouth couldn't help but rise, and the smile was charming.

Flowey got up with a red face and sat back on the side, holding the car door with both hands.

Nangong Wuya hid his smile, thought about it, and said lightly: "Why are you sitting so far away?" Come and give the king a beating on the shoulder. ”

"Yes." Huahua got up and walked over nervously.

Nangong Wuya sat sideways, with his back to Huahua.

Huahua's trembling hands lifted the ink-like green silk on the back of the Nine Kings to the front, and when she landed, her perfectly curved shoulders and white and flawless swan neck, she looked at the flowery heart like a surging river.

Knock knock knock!

Flowey's heart began to beat a drum, and the sound was not small.

Hua Hua's embarrassed cheeks were feverish.

The Nine Kings just didn't hear it, but the corners of their mouths quietly hooked up a beautiful arc.

Flowey can only fend for herself to the sound of drums, because she really can't control it.

So in the atmosphere of a beating heartbeat like a drum, Huahua followed Xuan'er's example and began to beat her back, which was quite presentable.

Finally, the rhythm of the heartbeat gradually subsided.

Huada's eyes inadvertently glanced at Nangong Wuya's hand on the table, and then started the idea of holding hands again.

As for whether this Nangong Wuya is the real male protagonist or not, Huahua is still quite looking forward to it.

"Uh, Your Highness the Nine Kings, can the slave squeeze your arm?" Flowey asked cautiously.

"Hmm." Nangong Wuya cherished the words like gold, and only nodded slightly.

Huahua was overjoyed, and hurriedly pinched her shoulders, all the way down, elbows, and forearms......

Huahua's eyes lit up, and she was about to stretch out her claws to Nangong Wuya's hand.

"Don't move!" Nangong Wuya suddenly said: "Don't fight the idea of this king's hand." ”

Flowery dumb.

was suddenly debunked, and Huahua's heartbeat, which had calmed down, began to beat the drum again.

Nangong Wuya is a little depressed, this Liu Huahua, does the opponent have a special fetish? As for what exactly? He didn't bother to ask.

Huahua continued to beat her back, muttering in her heart that Nangong was boundless and stingy, just holding hands, why was it so difficult?

Soon, the carriage arrived at the Nine Kings' Mansion.

Compared with the Taishi Mansion, this Nine Kings' Mansion is simply one in the sky and one on the ground.

Huahua was like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden, and she was unexpectedly happy. These nine kings are simply the richest of the rich, if there is a spark with him, then she will be the wife of the top wealthy family in the future.

Huahua and Xuan'er were taken to Ewha Temple, where there were a total of 12 personal maids, including her, each of whom was in a separate room with maids to serve.

Huahua changed into the clothes of a maid, lay on the couch, and worked with Xuan'er to become a nymphomaniac nine kings.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Huahua went with a maid named Yan'er to serve the Nine Kings for dinner.

On the way, Yan'er said nymphomaniacly: "Jiuwang has to go to the hot spring room to bathe every night, but unfortunately, he has not let the maid follow up to wait." Alas, if one day I can wait for the Nine Kings to bathe and change clothes, I am willing to die. ”

"Hey, hey." Huahua could only smirk and agree, not daring to agree.

Huahua and Yan'er waited for the dinner of the Nine Kings together, because they were new, Huahua only focused on doing a good job, but she didn't have the heart to be a nymphomaniac.

On the contrary, it was Yan'er, who greedily glanced at Nangong's boundless beauty at every opportunity, and every time she glanced at it, it was like smoking a big cigarette, and that intoxicated look was simply amazing.

Huahua thought she was the best in the world, but compared with Yan'er, it would be a big deal.

Nangong Wuya obviously didn't like to be looked at like this, and after the meal, he waved his hand to let Yan'er retreat, leaving Huahua alone.

The little maid brought the meal down.

Huahua skillfully brewed a cup of tea and respectfully brought it to the Nine Kings.

Nangong Wuya silently tasted tea, looking out the window at the night, as if he was thinking about something.

After a cup of tea, Nangong Wuya got up and ordered lightly: "Go to the hot spring room, you serve the king to bathe and change clothes." ”

Huahua was surprised, didn't Yan'er just say that this Nangong Wuya never let people follow up and wait in the hot spring room?

Although she was suspicious, Huahua obediently followed and walked along the corridor, and soon, the fog was thick in front of her.

The door of the hot spring room was wide open, and when I went in, I saw that more than a dozen little maids had already prepared everything for bathing.

Nangong Wuya waved his hand, and the little maids retreated one after another, and when they saw that the new Liu Huahua was actually left to wait, their eyes were red with jealousy, as if they wanted to eat people.

The door was gently closed.

In the mist, only Huahua and Nangong were left without end.

Nangong Wuya put his arms together and instructed indifferently: "Change your clothes." ”

Huahua moved her lead-filled legs like a machine, approached, and stretched her hand into the air, knock knock! The heart began to beat again.

This time it was louder than in the carriage.

Nangong Wuya frowned: "Liu Huahua, this is your duty." If you think so wildly, the king will consider it as you wish......"

Wish? What do you want? Pounced? Dazzle's eyes suddenly brightened.

Who knew that Nangong Wuya continued, "...... Let you go to the laundry, cook, sweep the floor and chop wood. ”

Huahua was excited, and suddenly woke up like a dream, and waved his hand again and again: "No, no, I don't want to do this, hehe." ”

"Then behave well, remember, this king hates the most." Nangong Wuya's voice was cold.

"Yes." Flowey nodded, took a deep breath, and thought that when I used to look for a job interview, I would imagine the interviewer as a cabbage, so I wouldn't be nervous.

Simply, Huahua regarded Nangong Wuya as a cabbage. Even if he looks really evil, it's just a jade cabbage.

Thinking about it like this, Huahua really stopped being nervous, and her heartbeat returned to calm.

She stretched out her hand and calmly peeled off the leaves of the jade cabbage layer by layer, just like a vegetable washing aunt in the kitchen.

One piece, two pieces, three or four pieces, hey, this ancient man wore enough of them.

Nangong Wuya saw that Huahua was suddenly so calm, and while he was satisfied, he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

This girl is calm, and she's too comfortable, right? Could it be that this king has no attraction to her at all?

Huahua leveled the cabbage leaves on the screen, turned around, and calmly stretched out her paws to the last leaf of the jade cabbage.

This time, it was Nangong Wuyan's turn to be calm. His beautiful eyes panicked, and he hurriedly pressed Huahua's hand, and his tone rose for the first time: "This ...... This doesn't have to be. ”

"Yes." Huahua nodded, gently withdrew her hand, turned around and took the bathrobe and put it on for Nangong Wuya.

Nangong Wuya tugged at the corners of his mouth and squeezed out a few words: "Good job." ”

"Thank you, Your Highness, for the compliment." Huahua leaned over, and the respect and smile on her little face were just right.

Nangong Wuya got up and went down into the water, with a trace of puzzlement on Jun's face.

After bathing, Huahua still calmly changed clothes and combed her hair for the jade cabbage.

Because it was the first time to pull a man's hair in a bun, Huahua was a little clumsy, and the bun was just pulled up and spread out again.

Nangong Wuya didn't say anything, and let the flowers tinker.

Three times in a row, it finally succeeded.

Huahua bit her lip: "Your Highness forgives your sins, and the slave must learn to tie the bun when you go back." ”

"It's okay, it's good." Nangong Wuya got up indifferently.

Following behind the Nine Kings, Huahua found that the big and small maids in the Nine Kings' Mansion were all like pink eye, and they all glared at her with red eyes?

This, is this the rhythm of becoming the public enemy of the whole people?