The wealthy daughter, she subdues people with force

The Feng Chuyue in the dream secretly drank the wine that the master gave to the little uncle.

Then I get hot all over.

She wanted to take off her clothes and jump into the hot spring on the mountain behind the little master uncle to take a dip.

This hot spring is occupied by the little uncle alone, and she has been coveting it for a long time.

Feng Chuyue was so strong that Xue Tong couldn't hold her down alone.

She stripped herself completely naked.

He even took off his underwear and threw it to Rong Henian.

A gust of fragrant wind hit, and Rong Henian subconsciously reached out to catch it.

This special shape made him quickly realize what was in his hand.

He felt his ears turn red: "You help her change her pajamas, I'll go out for a while."

Rong Henian threw the little clothes on the soft bed next to him, and hurried out.

After going downstairs, he found the housekeeper himself: "Ah Yue is drunk, do you have hangover soup?"

The housekeeper personally picked Rong Henian in before, knowing that this is the lady's distinguished guest, he nodded immediately: "I have prepared it, but... the hangover soup doesn't taste very good, and the second lady doesn't like it."

"You can't drink, she's drunk."

Rong Henian frowned, he no longer knew whether the servants in this family were obedient or not.

Just at this time, Zhou's mother went downstairs.

The housekeeper heaved a sigh of relief and looked at Mother Zhou.

In fact, the housekeeper's words in this family are not as effective as Zhou's mother.

After all, Zhou's mother is the one who has been with Chu Qingying the longest, and she is also the most trusted aunt of the young masters and ladies in the family.

"Mother Zhou, this young master said that he wanted to give the second miss a hangover soup. Although the kitchen has prepared it, the second miss didn't like to drink that before."

It's not that Feng Chuyue hasn't been drunk before. Hasn't the number of times he was sent back drunk when he messed around outside before?

"I'll do it." Mother Zhou said without thinking.

Then she glanced at Rong Henian again: "Is Master Rong hungry? I'll ask the kitchen to cook something for you by the way?"

Rong Henian shook his head: "I'm not hungry, let's make sober soup for Ah Yue first."

Mother Zhou responded and went into the kitchen, followed by the housekeeper.

"Sister Zhou, who is that outside? Our second young lady has never had a friend with such a strong aura before."

The second lady's friends are mostly her peers, and most of them are playboys.

What they are best at is eating, drinking and having fun.

But the person outside gave a different feeling.

"Of course it's our lady's friend, who else could it be? Be respectful, he's from the imperial capital."

"Give him a glass of warm water."

"Okay." Seeing that he couldn't find anything to ask, the housekeeper didn't ask any further questions.

He sent out a cup of warm water, but Rong Henian didn't drink it.

He carried the water upstairs.

The housekeeper returned to the kitchen again and told Zhou Ma about the news.

Mother Zhou smiled slightly: "I'll give the guests a cup later."

Sure enough, Little Moon is loved by everyone.

So what if he is a noble son from the imperial capital?

In a daze, Feng Chuyue sneaked to the side of the hot spring pool of the little martial uncle, took off her clothes and jumped into the hot spring pool.

As soon as he jumped down, he was wrapped in a white gauze.

She took a closer look, and at the other end of the hot spring pool, who else was soaking in the hot spring pool?

Seeing that the red lotus on the eyebrows of the little uncle was even more beautiful, she blurted out: "Young uncle, are you coming to soak in the hot spring too?"

The little uncle didn't open his eyes, but only turned in Feng Chuyue's direction: "Why are you here?"

"I...cough, little uncle, please let go of me first, I just want to soak in a hot spring to get rid of the cold."

But the man with his eyes closed smelled the alcohol on her body: "Did you secretly drink the Thousand Day Drunk given by senior brother?"

"Then where can it be?" Feng Chuyue immediately shook her head, "The thousand-day drunk was given to you by Master, and what I drink is the hundred-day drunk."

Thousand Days Drunk is a wine brewed from spiritual fruits, not to mention ordinary people, even monks with profound skills can easily get drunk after drinking it.

Hundred Days' Drunk, however, is not so effective. A monk might be able to force the alcohol out of his body after drinking it.

"I can still smell the difference between a thousand-day drunkenness and a hundred-day drunkenness." The little uncle's tone was light, "Ah Yue, you have the highest talent in medicine, but you are also good at causing trouble."

"The last time I secretly drank wine, roasted a crane, and was chased and killed by the sword cultivator next door for three thousand miles, have you forgotten?"

"Isn't that little uncle protecting you?" Feng Chuyue looked at the man who looked like an exiled immortal, and then looked at her body tightly wrapped in silk and satin, with only her eyes exposed.

She wriggled constantly.

But in reality, Feng Chuyue was also writhing constantly, trying to get rid of Xue Tong and put her in pajamas.

But anyway, she didn't succeed, and Xue Tong succeeded in the end.

After putting on the pajamas, Xue Tong heaved a sigh of relief.

The next second, she heard a knock on the door.

"Come in."

After Xue Tong called out, Rong Henian pushed the door open and entered.

Xue Tong was already sweating profusely, pointing to the person on the bed: "Okay, she's already put on her pajamas."

"I'll turn on the air conditioner, you look after her, and I'm going down."

Seeing Xue Tong turn on the air conditioner, Rong Henian threw the remote control aside, turned around and left the room with big question marks in his mind.

Isn't she afraid that he will do something to Feng Chuyue?

It's not that Xue Tong believes him, but that she also needs to change her clothes now.

She planned to change her clothes and come back to accompany Feng Chuyue immediately.

I will sleep at Feng's house tonight and will not go home.

Rong Henian sat by the bed, picked up Feng Chuyue with one hand, and fed her water with the other.

Feng Chuyue was twisting her body in her dream, trying to get rid of her junior uncle's hug.

At this moment, the water is all spilled.

Not only did it spill on Rong Henian's body, but Feng Chuyue's clothes and bed also spilled more.

Alright, now, not only do I need to change her clothes, but also change the sheets.

He didn't know who Xue Tong was, and it was inconvenient for him to ask someone to come up.

She could only coax Feng Chuyue, went to the bathroom to find a hair dryer, and dried her clothes.

When Zhou Ma came in with sober tea, Rong Henian was blowing Feng Chuyue's wet clothes.

"Let me come, Young Master Rong, the guest room has been prepared here, and I will ask the housekeeper to take you to practice?"

Mother Zhou asked for this opinion.

In fact, she didn't know why her young lady called her here.

But the visitor is a guest, so you can't greet him poorly.

"Downstairs, are her friends staying at Feng's house tonight?"

Rong Henian asked suddenly.

"Miss Xue said that I will come up to sleep with Second Miss later, and the others may go home. After the show is over, I will send them back."

Rong Henian's eyebrows stretched: "Please trouble Mama Zhou."

"You're welcome."

Zhou's mother has a new understanding of his politeness. Who wouldn't like a good-looking and polite young man?

Just as Rong Henian was about to leave, Feng Chuyue stood up straight from the bed.

"stop!"

Rong Henian paused slightly, he didn't know if Feng Chuyue was calling him.

"Little uncle, did I say you can leave? You... you can roast a crane for me, I love it!"

As she spoke, she pouted.

Is this dreaming?

Rong Henian laughed.

Zhou's mother even patted Feng Chuyue comfortingly: "Ah Yue, it's me, Zhou's mother."