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Chapter 160: Is there a word on the son's head?

He always cared about his love and beauty, but he only pity the girl he liked.

The girl who was slapped away by him looked at him dislike him so much that she had tears in her eyes.

When other girls saw this situation, they dared not come forward and recommend themselves.

When Mother Hua saw it, she quickly greeted her and said politely, respectfully and enthusiastically, "Oh, you are finally here. We girls are so sad that we wait for you. Hurry up, please come upstairs!"

"Mom Hua hasn't seen her for a long time, and she is much more beautiful and beautiful. She has five beautiful pianos in the four seasons of spring flowers, autumn moons, and she can dress up neatly to come and drink with her master."

Wen Dingbei opened his fan with a snap, became accustomed to the art, raised his foot and walked into the wing room.

Mother Hua said in embarrassment, "Young Master, it's a coincidence. The four seasons of spring flowers, autumn moons, and five are so good at painting. There are guests just in time. You've been away from Beijing for so long, and girls have to have dinner. It's normal to have guests. You must understand our difficulties."

Wen Dingbei was not an unreasonable person. After hearing this, he said, "Then let Xia Feng Dongxue and others come over."

Mother Hua continued to make things difficult for her, "My husband, they also have customers."

Wen Dingbei paused and turned his eyes to look at Hua's mother in a silence, "There are ten beauties with guests?"

Mother Hua nodded apologetically, "Isn't it just that there are guests."

When Wen Dingbei heard this, he immediately turned black. When he came back from Beijing for a while, they all threw him to the back of his head.

Just at this moment, the sound of the piano and the sweet singing of spring flowers came from next door.

OK! Very good!

He wanted to see if there was anyone in the capital who was not good at snatching people from him, the young master.

He turned around and walked towards the next room, kicking open the door with a "bang" sound.

The movement was too fast, and the mother Hua couldn't stop it.

Then, the landscape in the wing room was exposed to people.

Fortunately, the piano was playing the piano, and the spring flowers were singing songs. The remaining ones were surrounded by the handsome young master, helping her to pinch her shoulders and pound her legs, and a few danced in front of her.

What a luxurious look, the dazzling scene of the wine forest and meat pond.

Wen Dingbei glanced at him and said, "What a guy, all the top ten beauties in Ruyi Tower are here!"

Even if he is romantic and happy, as handsome as he is as unruly as he is, he has never enjoyed such treatment!

Damn, who is this brat??!!

Xia Shengnuan watched the door being pushed open, and there was not much expression on her handsome face. She raised her eyes slightly and looked over with impatience. Her eyes were unparalleled, lazy, indifferent and arrogant, and asked lightly, "Mom Hua, what's going on?"

"It's okay, it's okay, I've disturbed the young master Yaxing, my little master, let's move next door."

Mother Hua hurriedly comforted her.

Wen Dingbei was stimulated by this arrogant look. Who among the noble young masters in the capital saw him as respectful as a pug? Why did this little brat look arrogant and arrogant?

At that moment, Li ignored Hua's mother and stepped over several big strides. He looked down at the brat who was lying down and enjoying the beauty of the young man, and said arrogantly, "Don't you know me?"

Xia Shengnuan glanced at him sideways, lifted her lips indifferently, "Has the young master chiseled a word on his head?"

Wen Dingbei: ""

He suddenly choked and his face turned red and his neck was thick.

Qiuyue, who was holding Xia Shengnuan's shoulders, quickly said, "Mr. Xia, this is the young master of the Duke's Mansion and the nephew of the Empress Dowager."

Wen Dingbei listened to Qiuyue's introduction and straightened his clothes and straightened his neck. He looked arrogant when he knew that the young master was a young master and he didn't come quickly to kneel down and beg for mercy.

As long as this brat admits his mistakes with a good attitude, he can consider letting him go. Mobile phone users please browse, and a better experience comes from Ai.com.
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