He entered a wealthy family by mistake

Licheng pulled his hair out in annoyance and hurriedly chased Gao Yang.

"Wife."

He shouted towards the back door, but Gao Yang was nowhere to be seen.

Haman secretly watched this scene and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Li Cheng was gone.

"The one just now was not very good!"

Haman said worriedly.

"Not kicking the door down already gives him face. This is not his room."

49 looked indifferent and put the pot of porridge on the dining table. He helped Haman prepare the porridge, put it on the tray, and handed it to Haman behind him.

Haman immediately stepped forward to take it and nodded politely, "Thank you!"

After saying that, he wanted to leave, but 49 suddenly grabbed his arm.

Haman looked back at 49 in confusion, not knowing why.

49 smiled and said, "I called the doctor for you and brought you porridge. Isn't it too insincere to just say thank you verbally?"

Haman was stunned for a moment, then realized what he was saying and said, "Then I will give you the money later. You wait here for me."

After saying that, he was about to leave, but 49 held him back and frowned slightly, "This is not country D, there is no need for rewards."

Haman had a question mark on his face, what would he want without money, and even deliberately held him back.

"Just treat me to a meal."

49 said this, and after speaking, he squeezed Haman's arm.

Perhaps it was because the palm was large and powerful, so Haman couldn't help but look down at 49's hand.

His hands are perfect for holding a sword.

Haman sighed unconsciously and looked straight at 49's big hand.

Haman looked at 49 like this and thought he didn't like it, so he let go.

Haman's eyes followed 49's hand, and he continued to look at it until 49 put his hand on his thigh.

49 noticed Haman's abnormal behavior, raised his eyebrows and tried to pick up his hand, but Haman also raised his eyes.

49's bad hands moved left and right, and Haman just followed them stupidly.

"You like my hands?"

49 asked, with a smile on his face, looking straight at Haman.

Haman nodded and admitted directly, which made 49 unable to answer the question. He didn't expect Haman to be so honest.

But in Haman's case, he just simply envied 49's hands.

49’s hands are big and strong, and it’s definitely not difficult to hold a heavy sword. Unlike him, he has to pick a light sword, otherwise his hands will cramp easily.

But they are royal knights and cannot throw away their swords, so they can only endure the discomfort and use them.

Haman has seen many people with big hands, but this is the first time he has seen a hand like 49 with clear joints and strong looks. It feels like he can lift people up with one hand, which is beautiful and powerful.

"Because you use a sword, you are interested in my hands?" 49 saw through this.

Haman was a little embarrassed to be mentioned, but he nodded back, "Your hands are very suitable for holding a sword. Many people in our circle dream of having such hands."

"Then, do you want to feel it?"

49 stretched out his hand to Haman, very generously, with a smile on his lips.

Haman was stunned for a moment after hearing this, probably because he didn't expect 49 to say such a sentence.

He wanted to refuse, but he might not be able to touch such a hand again in the future, so he still tried to touch 49's hand.

The joints are very long, a little bigger than my hand.

Haman watched carefully, the envy in his eyes clearly visible.

Seeing this, the corners of 49's mouth slowly raised, and he also looked at Haman's hand.

Haman's hands were different from his. They were white, clean, slender, and looked very delicate.

Haman didn't know he was being watched and was still studying 49's hand. It wasn't until 49 held his whole hand in his palm that he looked at 49 doubtfully with his beautiful light golden eyes.

"If you like it, I can show it to you anytime in the future."

49 said, holding Haman's hand tightly with no intention of letting go.

Haman didn't understand why 49 held his hand and blinked blankly.

"Just tell me why you haven't been up there for so long. It turns out you were caught by a fly."

Said's voice sounded at the door of the dining room. He just leaned against the door with his hands folded and looked at 49 and Haman at the dining table.

Haman immediately took his hand out of 49's palm and walked quickly towards Said, "Sorry, I'm going up now."

Haman didn't react to what Saidsi said was a fly. He probably didn't even realize that he had just been taken advantage of by 49.

"Just give me the porridge, let's go have a barbecue and relax." Saidsi took the tray from Haman's hand and said without getting angry.

He was about to leave like this, but suddenly he glanced at 49, then smiled a little and touched Haman's head and said, "It's fun."

This time I really left, and I was in a particularly good mood.

Haman was a little confused. Why did Saidsi suddenly touch his head? It made him feel awkward.

Leaning against 49 on the dining table, he clenched his fists and narrowed his eyes dangerously.

He knew that Saidzi did it on purpose, but he still looked unhappy.

Haman looked back at 49 and saw that 49 had an angry and confused look on his face.

49 did not explain, but approached Haman with vigorous steps.

Haman just stared blankly at the menacing 49. He raised his head and blinked at the approaching 49 with question marks on his face.

Why is he angry?