Xi Rubao shut up Mai, turned his back to the camera and said something.

Then he told the audience with a smile: "My Fairy Sister said that she has no pets, only divine beasts. Let's go back tonight... Well, do homework that should do good things, do good things that should do good things, help your wife do housework, right? Don't forget to wash your wife's feet... Cough cough, the last sentence is added by Materia carp. Fairy Sister said, do good things well, let's watch you dance with Phoenix next time."

I'll go!

Phoenix dancing?

The live broadcast room was in full swing.

This reward is very ok. They are going home to wash their wives' feet now... No, they don't have a wife yet, so they can only do their homework...

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Xing Yue was super happy to watch and laughed so hard that she leaned back and forth.

"Ah, what should I do? I don't have a wife, I can't wash my feet, and I don't have homework or housework... Woo, Yu Han, help me think about what kind of good deeds I can do. I must squeeze into the live broadcast room on time tomorrow to watch the phoenix dance..."

Xing Yue is immersed in the live broadcast atmosphere.

Suddenly, I heard Yu Han's footsteps and walked quickly in the opposite direction.

He walked to the door, his whole body was full of vigilance, and the air conditioning on his body was even more emitting.

Next second.

The doorbell rang.

"Yuhan, are you Qianlier? You know someone is coming before the doorbell rings. I'll accept you. I'll open the door later. I'll change my clothes."

Xing Yue jumped off the sofa.

There is a silk nightgown and a cold-proof jacket that the servants had ironed long ago, so they can avoid getting it in the bedroom.

She pulled off her bathrobe and put on clean clothes.

The whole process.

Yu Han turned his back and did not look at her, and followed the rules.

And she also trusted him completely and did not avoid him even when she changed her clothes.

"Okay, open the door."

Xing Yue turned around.

As the door opened, a fresh and elegant smell of cologne and faint fragrance of flowers slowly brought in with the wind.

Nangong Yu stood at the door with a red rose, a fruit, and smiling.

"Yueyue, the New Zealand cherries you like, I just got off the plane and brought you."

"You're full, take it back."

Xing Yue had a smile on her face just now, and she was instantly cold as ice.

Nangong Yu was not angry either. He had a good temper and put the flowers in the vase at the door, then put the cherries into the kitchen, and then washed them before bringing them out.

He is very familiar with this villa and has come here often before.

Seeing her having a leftover cherry on the coffee table on the sofa, he picked up one and put it in his mouth: "The one you bought is indeed better than me."

Xing Yue snorted coldly.

"But my cherries also have the taste of love, which is different." Nangong Yu said.

Other men say rustic love words, which is a bit greasy.

But Nangong Yu is different. He has sincere eyes and innocent face. Anything he says is easy for people to take it seriously.

He is a well-recognized as the best warm man in the circle of famous socialites in the imperial capital, and the most secular nobleman, who is deeply loved by girls.

How to say it, he also has a nickname called Nangong Baoyu, not only because of the word "Yu" in his name, but also because everyone thinks that he looks like Jia Baoyu who cherishes girls very much and can eat rouge on girls' lips.

However, at this moment, Nangong Baoyu's earthy love words were hit by Xing Yue.

"You bought it. You flattered the wrong way."

Xing Yue rolled her eyes bluntly.

Who knows.
Chapter completed!