The Second Master’s Little Ancestor’s Vest Fell To the Ground

"Yes, we will definitely take care of the second master and your wife with all our heart!"

A group of maids carefully looked at Mu Changying from the corner of their eyes.

Wow, the lady looks too delicate.

Woooooo... That soft and waxy appearance makes people want to pinch it with their hands.

"Housekeeper, you can prepare dinner, and call Shi Chu back immediately."

The butler with gray hair looked at the two cheerfully, and kept nodding.

"Master, I'll send someone to call, and I'll go and watch the kitchen myself."

After speaking, he walked towards the kitchen with brisk steps.

From the steady steps, it can be clearly seen that his body is very strong.

This is Madam's first dinner at the Rong mansion, there must be no mistakes!

"Ah Yuan, I'm thirsty~"

Mu Changying pouted her small mouth, and stared at the man in front of her with big eyes.

This soft little expression made his face bloody.

Rong Liyuan's cold face instantly softened, "Ying Bao, don't worry, I'll feed you right away."

He placed Mu Changying on the sofa, then picked up a glass of water and handed it to the girl's lips.

Her pink and tender lips slightly parted and took a sip of the boiled water.

Those bright red lips were imprinted on the glass, making his eyes darker and darker.

Xu Shi felt uncomfortable drinking like this, her beautiful eyebrows were furrowed in dissatisfaction, "A Yuan, I'll do it myself."

Mu Changying held the water glass in his small hands and took a sip of water from time to time, his little head bit by bit like a little hamster eating.

I really want to eat her in one bite, until there is not even a bone left...

There were bursts of hotness in his body, and he cursed in his heart: Damn it!

"Yingbao stay here obediently, I'll go upstairs."

Rong Liyuan's throat tightened, he got up suddenly and walked towards the second floor.

Looking at the back of him leaving, there was a faint doubt in her bright eyes.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration found the source of the matter.

A crisp and delicate laughter overflowed from her throat, "A Yuan, I don't mind if you take me for dinner..."

Mu Changying's body was curled up into a ball and nestled on the sofa. She was so soft and cute.

The man who had already reached the second floor paused for a few seconds when he heard this.

This seductive little guy lures him all the time.

Rong Liyuan clenched his palms tightly, "Yingbao, the night is long, there is plenty of time for you to cry at night."

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MG Bar.

Some dimly lit halls are full of lights, and explosive heavy metal music fills people's ears.

The smell of tobacco and perfume in the air are mixed together to form a luxurious night scene.

In a VIP box, several men and women exuded inherent arrogance.

A young man who was playing cards stopped what he was doing and raised his eyebrows at the people around him.

"Rong Shao, your hard work this year has not been in vain. How does it feel to embrace a beauty?"

"Second Miss Gu is the newly promoted first daughter of our famous capital city, and we are heartbroken that she was taken away by you like this!"

The teenagers surrounded by this group of wealthy young men were about seventeen or eighteen years old.

He had a pair of affectionate and seductive peach blossom eyes, which were extremely intoxicating.

The clothes on the chest were slightly opened, revealing a piece of fair skin vaguely.

"This feeling is naturally wonderful, you single dogs will not understand."

Rong Shichu snuffed out the cigarette in his hand and kissed the girl in his arms on the cheek.

"Come on, kiss one, kiss one!"

"This is obviously a large-scale dog abuse scene, but I like it."

"Sprinkle dog food as much as you want, we are not afraid of being overwhelmed!"

Seeing this, the rest of the people had excited expressions on their faces, whistling and booing even harder.

"Crack——"

The door of the box opened suddenly, and an assistant in a suit hurried to Rong Shichu's side and whispered a few words.

The environment was too noisy, and he couldn't hear what the man said at all.

Rong Shichu glanced at the assistant impatiently, "Fuck, can you speak louder?"

"You sound like a mosquito, but I thought you were a little girl!"

The assistant's forehead was covered with sweat, and he swallowed desperately.

He dared to speak, but Young Master Rong might not dare to listen. The work of spreading the word could kill him.