Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

"Come here and pour me wine."

The boy stepped forward slowly, with water in his eyes, quietly glanced at Jiang Zhi, hesitated a few times before sitting down, dare not get too close, pouring a glass of wine cautiously and handing it over.

Faint fragrance for men, not strong.

However, Jiang Zhi still felt pungent, and endured nausea, took the wine glass, drank it, and then looked up at the other person: "Don't serve people?"

The cold-faced and handsome man was full of vigor, and he didn't act eagerly or slowly. He stepped forward and sat down, putting his hands on Jiang Zhi's legs.

"Is this all right?" The man looked at Jiang Zhi, with his hands running up his legs, his sword eyebrows and stars were straight. "How about this, Jiang Shao?"

This seduce is not at all girly, obviously trained.

Jiang Zhi said nothing.

The man's hand continued to go up, along the inner thigh--

"enough."

Jiang Zhi stood up: "Get out." He pressed his belly, a thin layer of sweat came out of his forehead, and the blood vessels in his neck were looming, already unbearable, "Go out!"

"Not satisfied?"

Seeing Jiang Zhi's blushing face, Qiao Nanchu felt interesting, and joked: "Would you like me to change one for you?"

Jiang Zhi was cold, poured a glass of wine with ice, and got up and got out of the box.

Ah Wan hurried to catch up.

Xue Baoyi chased to the door and saw Jiang Zhi coughing and fleeing all the way. He really didn't understand: "What's wrong with Brother Zhi?"

Xue Bingxue, who has not said a word, said: "Jiang Zhi suspected that he was straightened."

Xue Baoyi uttered an ‘oh’, showing a suddenly realized expression.

Jiang Zhi came back ten minutes later, his face paled, and his whole body looked weak.

Xue Baoyi sat down: "Where did you go?"

Jiang Zhi didn't say anything, and Ah Wan answered on her behalf: "The boss is going to throw up.

Xue Baoyi: "..."

Is this a fake gay?

Jiang Zhi leaned on the sofa, drooping his eyelids feebly, "Help me call some women in again."

Still called?

Ah Wan worries that the employer's tender body can't stand it.

Xue Baoyi took the initiative to go to Zhang Luo, active like an old bustard: "Manager You, pick a few women over, and you need a few of all types."

Xue Bingxue scolded him shamelessly!

Qiao Nanchu threw the blanket on Jiang Zhi: "Still uncomfortable?"

Jiang Zhi coughed with watery eyes: "Yes."

He had an itchy throat and couldn't suppress a cough, so he reached out to touch the glass.

Qiao Nanchu took it away: "Fuck." Changed to a clean glass, poured him a glass of milk, "Don't drink."

At this time, the women had already come in. Xue Baoyi asked them to stand up one by one and raise their heads. Not long after, the fragrance of women filled the box.

Jiang Zhi clutched his belly, the milk he had just drunk turned over in his stomach, he was too lazy to move, his eyes swept over.

Among the eight young girls, there are all thin, thin and fat, some with delicate eyebrows, some with dusty temperament, some with shyness and timidity, and of course, there are also bold and active.

If you climbed into the little son of the Jiang family in the imperial capital, riches and honors would be inexhaustible.

Thinking of this, the girl in the red dress stepped forward to the lotus ground step by step, leaning over her soft body, "Shao Jiang."

The scent of rose mixed with powdery scent came instantly...

Jiang Zhi's expression suddenly changed. He used a finger and wrapped a sleeve to poke the woman's shoulder and pushed it away. The peach blossom eyes were overflowing with disgust, and he suddenly formed a threatening hostility.

"A night."

Ah Wan hurried over.

The woman was pushed to one end of the sofa. On the other end, Jiang Zhi was sitting on the very side, taking off her coat with a sullen face.

"Get away." He swallowed the mountains and rivers feebly, "All! Part! Get away! Go!"

Don't you want to faint?

Ah Wan didn't dare to delay any longer. He lifted the woman away, coughing really scary. He was worried that his employer would cough up all his lungs, so he looked back several times.

Jiang Zhi was leaning on the sofa and panting hard, his eyes were bloodshot, and the sweat on his forehead was forced out.

Oh, by the way, the employer can’t smell the scent of roses. Thinking about it this way, Ah Wan feels that the woman in the red dress is a coquettish bitch. She took the person out very rudely. She was shocked when she was about to close the door and quickly cleared her throat. With a cough: "Boss, Miss Zhou is here—"

It's too late, Xue Baoyi's big speaker is still yelling: "Brother Zhi, don't you be discouraged, these are not satisfied, Erye, I'll go get a top card."

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Jiang Zhi: Fang, I swear I didn't prostitute.

Zhou Xufang:

Jiang Zhi: Listen to my explanation.

Zhou Xufang:

Jiang Zhi: Wife~

Zhou Xufang: