Chapter 695 (2/2)

”Don't take off your own! I'll wait on you to wash and change... Hands! Don't touch others' skirts...”

”Take it easy, young master!”

The fourth childe quickly shook his head and drove away the strange pictures.

He said to himself: what a mess this is.

Xie Wanjin doesn't want to recall what happened last night. Piansheng has another Rong Sheng close at hand, waiting for his reply.

The fourth childe really has no face to see people. As soon as he closes his eyes, he plans to pretend to be dizzy.

However, the national master is really not a fool. Xie Wanjin showed three silver needles at his fingertips before he touched the pillow and gently touched the fourth childe's neck. ”If you don't open your eyes again, I won't open your eyes all your life.”

”Don't, don't, don't... I just had a headache and wanted to close my eyes and have a rest. Now it doesn't hurt much.” Xie Wanjin immediately sat up again.

In the past, he would not have fallen so low in front of Rong Sheng.

But now in such a situation, the fourth childe doesn't know whether he has done those shameless things. He is very guilty, and his momentum is one head shorter than Rong Sheng.

He stretched out his hand to close Rongsheng's messy skirt, and said with an unnatural smile, ”your hair is so black? At first sight, I thought I was dreaming.”

Rongsheng's eyes looked at him quietly and didn't speak.

Xie Wanjin was more and more guilty by him, but he insisted on dressing and didn't know what to do. Generally, he said, ”when did you come? I didn't inform you in advance so that I could prepare a banquet in advance to welcome you...”

Rong Sheng smiled coldly.

Xie Wanjin immediately trembled.

They were very close now, and the cool silver needle stuck behind his neck, as if they would go in if they were not careful.

The fourth childe tried to make himself look calm and asked tentatively, ”I, I... Drank too much last night. I shouldn't have done anything to you?”

Xie Wanjin hurriedly said before Rong Sheng said, ”I didn't say anything to you, did I?”

Rong Sheng hooked his lips and smiled with no temperature. He repeated like the fourth childe last night: ”beauty, hire a wife and run for a concubine...”

Xie Wanjin has a bad heart. It's over. This time, he will be remembered by Rong Sheng to death.

Unexpectedly, Rong Sheng suddenly stretched out his hand and pressed him on the couch. The conversation turned: ”beauty, you serve me. I will spoil you in the future...”

Xie Wanjin's face turned purple when he heard this.

He pushed Rong Sheng away, forcibly pulled his hand back and prepared to turn over and stay. As a result, he exerted too much force. The whole person fell on the ground, not counting. He also made a loud noise when he got up.

Hearing such a big news, the rich and powerful outside and the two boys rushed in and asked in a hurry, ”childe, what's the matter with you?”

Before the sound fell, several people saw Xie Wanjin lying on the ground.

The young master was extremely embarrassed and his face was very delicate.

The boy with scattered black hair on the couch sat up calmly, brushed the folds on the skirt with his slender white hand, and looked at the people as usual.

A moment later, the rich and noble returned to his senses, quickly reached out his hand to help Xie Wanjin who fell to the ground, and whispered, ”childe, if you like others, you should coax them with good words. How can you refuse to admit it after a night and start with others?”

Xie Wanjin opened his eyes wide and wanted the two maids to have a good look: was it this childe who started with him?

It is clear that Rong Sheng wants to fight this childe! Are you all blind?

But somehow, the two smart maids on weekdays were fascinated by ghosts today. They took turns to persuade him, ”last night, the childe refused to let go with others and shouted sweetheart. You can't be like those ungrateful men who won't hurt people if you succeed!”

Xie Wanjin was almost stunned by their anger. As soon as he stood firm at his feet, they both shook off their hands. ”Did you not wake up? Or did I wake up?”

He trembled at the end of his anger and stretched out his hand to point to the man on the couch: ”he...”

The fourth childe almost reported the name of Rong Sheng, the national teacher of the Western Chu state. There were still a few threads of clarity in his mind. He stifled it and replaced it with, ”he is a man, and this childe is also a man! What can two men do on the same couch?”