Zhu Huan lowered his head and did not dare to speak.
"Wan Qing, go and prepare some hot water, wipe Hao's body, and put on pajamas. You can't fall asleep like this." Fujiwara Xiang turned to look at Zhu Huan, "Why are you still standing there, get out!"
Zhu Huan still didn't move, looked at Feng Hao and said, "Let me do it! Your Excellency doesn't like people touching him casually."
"Whatever? Zhu Huan, from now on Miss Li will be Hao's wife and your mistress. When you speak, pay attention to your identity and get out!"
Seeing Zhu Huan go out helplessly, Fujiwara Xiang winked at Mingai: "Mingai, I'm tired, send me back to rest. Muzi, you will stay in the outer room. If Miss Li needs anything, you have to do it.
,do you understand?"
"Old madam, Muzi understands." Muzi agreed, quickly came out of the bedroom and retreated to the outside.
"Wan Qing, I'm leaving! Be careful, I'll ask them to make a bowl of sobering soup, and you can wait for Hao to drink it later."
"I got it, grandma, please don't worry! I will take good care of Mr. Feng." Li Wanqing sat down next to Feng Hao, looking at his handsome face, she felt unconcealable tension and joy in her heart.
Only such a Feng Hao would dare to approach her, and such a Feng Hao would not stare at her with eyes that could kill.
Fujiwara and Mingai left. The lattice doors of the outer room and bedroom were opened. Muzi knelt down by the door and looked inside carefully.
"Miss Li, may I help you?"
"No need!" Li Wanqing looked at Feng Hao with some obsession, and reached out to touch his cheek. The temperature of her palm made her blood boil in an instant.
"Feng Hao, Hao..." She didn't dare to shout out, she just opened her mouth and made emoticons, and then she smiled.
Slowly, she touched his sexy Adam's apple. After staying for a moment, she unbuttoned his suit jacket, then began to unbutton his tie, gently pulling it out.
Then, he loosened the buttons of his shirt.
One, two...
Parting the skirt, the wind and hair are clear, and the standard figure like a model is revealed bit by bit.
This man's appearance was so perfect that Li Wanqing couldn't help but feel moved. Her fingers trembled slightly as she slowly moved downwards and touched the belt around her waist.
To be honest, at this moment, she was full of jealousy towards Xia Yucheng, jealous that she could have such a man.
With a "crash" sound, the door was suddenly opened from the outside.
Muzi was startled, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Zhu Huan walking in with a bowl of sobering soup.
He didn't look at the astonished Muzi or the somewhat surprised Li Wanqing. He walked straight into the bedroom and sat down next to Feng Hao.
"Muzi, come here and help." He growled.
"Zhu Huan, what are you going to do?" Li Wanqing was a little embarrassed. Being despised by this man made her feel very embarrassed.
"Miss Li, please respect yourself," Zhu Huan handed the bowl in his hand to Muzi who was walking over. Then he glanced at Feng Hao and reached out to cover Feng Hao's shirt.
"Grandma asked me to take care of your adults. Do you dare to disobey her?" After seeing Zhu Huan's actions, Li Wanqing's face felt hot.
"My lord doesn't like women touching him casually." Zhu Huan said, stretching out his arm to help Feng Hao, and then motioned Muzi to feed Feng Hao some hangover soup.
"You asked her to serve Mr. Feng, isn't she a woman?" Li Wanqing asked unwillingly.
"She is a servant of the Feng family, and it is her duty to serve the adults."