"Liukong Ming, am I digging your ancestral grave, or robbing your woman! Why don't you give me face like that! I'm going to poke a hole in you today! I'm mad ......"

Before Luo Jiechen finished speaking, he was directly slapped out by Liukong Ming and slapped in the mud......

Then, he arrogantly took the hot water he had prepared for Yue Qianhuang in his hand, and left with an outstanding demeanor.

Everyone: "......"

Luo Juechen fell into the mud, his face was full of mud, and he almost didn't eat it in his mouth......

As a cleanliness fetish, he cried......

It's hard to imagine a man crying in front of so many people.

The people who wanted to make fun of him immediately stopped talking, and then, silently, returned to their own room and closed the door.

Luo Dameinan's revenge is extremely heavy, and his scolding methods are too clever, and no one dares to sprinkle salt on his injured heart at this time......

Yue Xiaotian was about to speak, but Yue Xiaochen covered her mouth in time and pulled her back to the room......

The whole courtyard was eerily quiet.

Xuan Shi stepped forward, stretched out his hand, and pulled Luo Jiechen out of the mud, and when he saw him crying, he patted him on the shoulder comfortingly, and coaxed: "Don't cry, I'll fetch water for you to bathe." ”

"Woo ......"

Luo Juechen, who has always loved face, felt embarrassed today, his little heart was seriously injured, and he cried like a bride who was about to get on a sedan chair.

Xuanshi: "......"

He had really never seen a man cry so thrillingly.

He coughed lightly and persuaded patiently: "The man doesn't flick if he has tears, you hold on!" ”

"Wow......"

Luo Jiechen cried even more aggrieved.

"......" Xuan Shi didn't know what to do at all.

Luo Juechen, who couldn't handle the collapse, had to helplessly reach out and carry his whole body, and he didn't dislike the mud on Luo Jiechen's body.

Just like that, he carried him on his shoulders and back to his bedroom.

Luo Juechen's bedroom is always equipped with the most luxurious white jade bathtub, and he almost takes it everywhere he goes, in order to take a comfortable bath every day.

Xuan Shi put him in the bathtub, and before he had time to tidy himself up, he went out to fetch water.

Luo Jiechen was lying in the bathtub, still crying thrillingly.

"Woo...... Ryu Dead Man's Head...... Whining...... I won't let you go...... Woohoo......"

He cried and cried, choked on his own saliva, and coughed violently for a long time, only then did he recover his strength, and continued to roar heartbreakingly: "Beautiful men don't have a good thing...... Whining...... I don't like beautiful men anymore...... Wow......"

Xuan Shi came in with two buckets of water, and saw that Luo Jiechen was still crying, and wanted to rush up and scold him for a long time, but seeing that he was such a clean and face-loving person, now lying in the bathtub in embarrassment and crying like a dead ancestor, he had to suppress the helplessness in his heart, walked forward with two buckets of water, and poured the water into the bathtub.

There wasn't much mud on Luo Jiechen's body, it was on his face, neck and hands, Xuan Shi was counting on Luo Jiechen to take a bath by himself, but he only cared about crying, so he had no choice but to pick up a towel and help him take a bath by himself.

While serving him, he also had to persuade: "Okay, okay, don't cry, cry again, the muddy water should go into your mouth." ”

Really......

Luo Juechen immediately stopped talking.

He sobbed pitifully, and looked at Xuan Shi with red circles in his eyes.

Call it a day, see you tomorrow.