In addition, there is also a west side, a few people are not careful to think crooked.

"Take your eyes back!" Qing Mu Chen's vision sweeps to several people's body, cold voice order.

When he spoke, his voice was very cold, which made the servants tremble and take their eyes back in confusion.

Qingmuchen walked in front, through the long corridor, came to the Royal room door, slammed the door open.

Xixi hesitated at the door, wondering whether she wanted to go in.

"You should be honored to be here." Qing Mu Chen canthus remaining light to her body side, lip corner alone proud pursed.

The West West Zheng Zheng, the facial expression on the face is a little stiff.

Megalomania!

"Come in!" Qing Mu Chen's eyes indicate the next room.

West West helpless, can only backhand with the door went in.

Qingmuchen doesn't know whether she doesn't exist or doesn't treat her as a person. She stands beside him. He takes off his pants in front of her.

The straight suit pants slip from the body, revealing the long and straight legs, the bullet pants that only cover the key parts, and the bulge in the inverted triangle

Xi Xi's face was a little embarrassed, and her eyes moved away almost reflexively.

The remaining light of Qing Mu Chen's canthus glanced at her one eye, took a bathrobe nearby to wrap oneself, threw pants to her.

"I didn't mean to. Just show me what you've done!"

"Sorry, young master, I don't understand you!" Sissy's hands holding his pants were stiff.

Qing Mu Chen lightly swept to her face, word by word, the speed of speech is extremely slow, "here is no preparation of my clothes, no dryer, washing machine. So stay in this room and wring out the wet pants and the one I'm wearing bit by bit! "

Sisi stood in the same place, like being shocked, "what do you say?"

"Try to dry your pants and what I'm wearing!" Qingmuchen repeated word by word.

What Xi Xi had just splashed on him was his underwear. Xi Xi looked at him strangely, as if he didn't respond to what he heard.

Do you want to help him dry his underwear?

She's not a dryer. How can she dry it?

After several breaths, Xi Xi suggested, "young master, I'd like to get off the boat and help you buy some nearby places. It will be more efficient!"

"I'll be in a hurry to go to someone else's appointment later. I don't have time to dock." Qing Mu Chen coldly refuses.

The expression on Sisi's face sank.

"Go ahead, you don't have much time!" Qing Mu Chen leaned on the sofa, motionless.

"If you don't like it, you can find the bodyguard's pants to change." Sisi also suggested.

What she really wanted to say was that they were all suit pants, and no one could see how different they were.

Qing Mu Chen just silently stares at her to see, this time, ignore her.

Sisi has no other choice but to help him deal with it.

Qingmuchen is deliberately making trouble for her, but she is very smart. He doesn't provide her with a solution. She turns around the room and finds out a blow.

It's a lot faster to have a hair dryer. I helped him clean the wine stains on his trousers, and it didn't take much time to dry them again.

It's just that Xixi looks embarrassed when she stares at his crotch.

"Young master, can you take off the inside first?"

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