The moonlight was too bright, and the pool water was too clear. Looking down, he could almost see the slender legs in the pool water by the shallow water and the white pebbles at the bottom of the pool.

Chu Chuyan: "..."

No wonder the woman had such a big reaction just now.

He has been completely watched by her.

It's better to let her close her eyes just now, and he went ashore to get dressed.

Now, now...

Chu Chuyan was full of embarrassment, looking at the clothes in his hands, he felt a little hot.

This woman's reputation was ruined in his hands, he had to find her.

Chu Chuyan thought for a moment, only felt a dull pain in his cheek, he raised his hand, touched the side of his face, felt a little sticky, spread his fingers, and a faint smell of blood wafted from his nose.

The cheek was scratched by the hairpin thrown by the woman and bled.

Chu Chuyan stretched out his hand, put the clothes in his hand on the shore, sank into the water and searched for them bit by bit, trying to find the hairpin that fell into the water just now!

It was already dawn when the valet came to look for him. He looked up and saw the ripples on the lake, but there was no one there.

The little servant was so frightened that he was about to cry: "Young master, where is the young master?"

The clothes are still hanging on the branches of the dead tree, why is this person gone?

Do you have to take a shower all night?

In the past few nights, he would definitely return to the wing room within two hours.

The young man took off the clothes on the branch, walked to the edge of the pool, and was about to let out a roar when he heard the sound of "crashing" in the distance, and a head popped out of the water.

The servant took a closer look, and it turned out to be the young master, and he burst into tears: "Master, what's wrong with you? You've been washing all night, haven't you finished washing yet?

After washing, the skin will be wrinkled. "

The boy was about to move forward when he heard Chu Chuyan yell: "Stop!"

Boy: "..."

The boy stopped instinctively.

He looked down and saw two pieces of cloth thrown at his feet, one red and one white, kneaded together, he saw that the cloth was good, but he didn't know what it was.

If he took another step forward, he would step on this inconspicuous thing.

The boy squatted down and was about to pick it up, but saw Chu Chuyan scolded again: "Stop, this is not something you should touch."

Boy: "..."

What happened today, master? All of a sudden, he was treated as an outsider. He was the one who took care of the young master's food and daily life, and made everything. Now he is not even allowed to touch this little piece of fabric. What happened?

The boy looked aggrieved.

Before he could open his mouth, Chu Chuyan came to him in an instant like a swimming fish, held the tightly twisted fabric in his hand, reached out to take the clothes from the servant's hand, and put them on his body , onto the shore.

The servant saw clearly now that the young master was actually holding something like a woman's hairpin in his hand.

The boy stammered and said, "Master, what, what is this thing? Why does it look so similar..."

Like a woman's hairpin!

Chu Chuyan stared at him, stuffed the hairpin into his chest, put on his shoes and walked back: "Don't yell."

"Yes yes yes." The servant followed behind him, "The young master has always kept himself clean, so don't ruin the young master's reputation at will!

These days, fame is as precious as life to women, and it is also very important to men. "

Chu Chuyan: "..."

Chu Chuyan's eyes moved slightly: "Famous festivals are as precious as life to women?"