Bei Shaohan went up to congratulate Old Man Murong on his birthday and gave gifts to show his gratitude.

"Thank you Shao Han, I'm going to visit Lao Bei another day and play a few games with him on the chessboard!"

Old Man Murong's mood turned from cloudy to sunny, and he spoke happily, and Bei Shao Han coped with it like a stream.

Catching a glimpse of Qiao Yuxin standing beside Bei Shao Han, Master Murong's eyebrows raised, he didn't go to the engagement of the Bei family kid before, and this time he finally saw the bride.

"You're Shao Han's fiancée, right? He's a good boy. ”

Old Master Murong smiled kindly, and Qiao Yuxin hurriedly responded, his hand was held by Bei Shao Han, a little shy.

Murong Bojing stood beside the old man, not squinting, not seeing Murong Le's figure, and wanted to leave.

But suddenly I heard the old man sigh:

"Alas, Shao Han, if you have time, mention Xiao Si more, he is still alone, I am anxious."

Hearing this, the corners of Murong Bojing's mouth twitched slightly, and he glanced at the old man in embarrassment.

Alone?

He is a single aristocrat, living a chic and comfortable life!

"I see that there are no women beside him, why don't Grandpa Murong arrange a few female secretaries for him? Or a female special assistant. ”

Bei Shao Han proposed, his narrow phoenix eyes crossed the banter, Murong Bojing had indeed never had a girlfriend, he had never seen it.

Qiao Taro Xin was also so curious that the corners of his mouth hooked up a perfect arc.

I heard that Murong Bojing likes men, and the people who work around him are men, and there is a special assistant.

As a rotten girl, she has reason to be curious.

"This is okay, Xiaosi, did you hear that? Recruit a few female secretaries! ”

Murong Bojing's forehead slid down a few black lines, fortunately, the old man didn't mention the matter of nourishing yang tonic soup, otherwise it would have been too big!

"Got it!"

After making a fool, Murong Bojing raised his long legs and was about to leave.

"I'll make another pot of nourishing soup for you tonight, and I hired a chef who specializes in making soup, and I will live with you in Longtan Villa tonight and stew soup every day."

The old man's string of words forced Murong Bojing's footsteps to stop, and his handsome face appeared with pork liver red:

"No!"

Gritting his teeth, he opened his mouth, and when he mentioned the tonic soup, he remembered the incident with Murong Le that night, he had a nosebleed, and he was still venting the fire in the bathroom, and he was embarrassed to think about it!

"Poof—"

Qiao Taro Xin laughed out of control, nourishing yang tonic soup? That's all for a weak man to make up, but I didn't expect that Murong Bojing was just an empty appearance.

There was also a burst of low laughter around him, and there was an obvious element of ridicule, and Murong Bojing staggered, quickly moving away from the old man of the pit man.

Bei Shaohan also looked embarrassed, looking at Murong Bojing's back, thoughtful.

He's seen him masturbate with his own eyes, so he doesn't need to make up for it......

"Grandpa Murong, what is he?"

Bei Shao Han opened his mouth strangely, forgiving him for not figuring out what the old man meant.

"That guy said that he was not interested in women, so I planned to make up for him and burn himself, so that he would not be uninterested."

The old man's words made everyone laugh, it seems that the rumors that Murong Bojing is not close to women are true......

Bei Shaohan restrained his inquiring look, and secretly twisted his thoughts, Murong Bojing should just be a girl he didn't like.

Murong Bojing walked outside and looked around, wanting to see where Murong Le had gone, but he didn't see her in the house just now.

A few servants passed by, and Murong Bojing stretched out his hand to stop:

"Have you seen Miss Le? Murong Le. ”

A servant remembered the figure that had just run by, and replied:

"Young master, Miss Le ran over there."