"Olin..." Zuo Xi, who followed, couldn't control himself and twitched his lips when he saw this situation, "Hmm? You... haha! Are you Olin? Is World War III here?"

"Young Master, I'm sorry to appear in front of you in this posture. Please allow me to clean up myself in one minute." After that, Olin bowed deeply to Zuo Xi and retreated.

"You... can you explain what happened just now?" Han Ruoli looked at Han Moze and Mu Xingfeng with a smile.

Mu Xingfeng didn't look at her, and turned his face slightly, with a slightly red face, which made Han Ruoli frightened.

Who can tell her - what strange thing happened just now that could make Mu Xingfeng, who has always been indifferent, blush?

Looking at Han Moze, he found that his expression was exactly the same as Mu Xingfeng - his blushing!

What's going on? Is she dreaming? It must be! Otherwise, how could she see Mu Xingfeng blushing and still see Han Moze blushing?

"Cough cough cough!" Han Moze used the cough to cover up his embarrassment and changed the subject: "Xiaoli, who is he?"

Han Ruoli looked slightly sideways and saw Zuo Xi with a harmless and gentle look on her face. He explained: "He is Zuo Xi, the friend I just met... Wait! Zuo Xi, the person just called you... Young Master?"

Zuo Xi smiled slightly, undeniable.

Han Ruoli continued in a trembling voice: "You...are you...just..."

Zuo Xi nodded with a smile before she could finish her words.

Han Ruoli inadvertently aroused the devil's smile, looking very dark-bellied...but no one saw it!

"So you are Frell..." She said in a trembling voice: "So you are his son!"

The smile on Zuo Xi's mouth froze instantly.

The room was speechless for a moment.

"What's wrong? Isn't it?" Han Ruoli smiled softly, blinking her charming water eyes at Zuo Xi, looking very harmless.

He said to himself: "I didn't expect it! I thought this person named Frell was at most an uncle, but he didn't expect that he was still an uncle... Alas, it seems that he really overestimated him..."

Zuo Xi's face froze a little bit again.

"Hello, Miss Han!" Olin appeared in time.

Standing behind Zuo Xi, respectfully, "Please allow me to introduce you to you, this person is the owner of the castle, that is, Frell! Chinese name, Zuo Xi!"

Han Ruoli sneered in her heart - I knew it a long time ago, didn't she?

But he pretended to be surprised - "Oh! Zuo Xi, it turns out that you are that perverted uncle..."

Sure enough, Zuo Xi's face turned dark.

But this is natural. It is the spring season, and a person who is only eighteen years old, can anyone tolerate a person who keeps saying you are an uncle?

"Okay, now, can you two explain what happened just now?" Han Ruoli's eyes finished sanctioning Zuo Xi and turned the finger back to Han Moze and the others.

Han Moze and Mu Xingfeng looked at each other tacitly, their eyes full of anger, and then they turned their face awkwardly.

Damn it!

Han Moze cursed secretly, and thought he had successfully turned the topic to an innocent person (referring to Zuo Xi), but he didn't expect that his Xiaoli was still so smart!

However, the question now is - how should we explain it to Han Ruoli?

To be honest, or...

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Chapter completed!