Quick wear: I'm with my nemesis

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But for a moment, the lights lingered in the room, and the tub in the bathroom was also filled with water vapor, waiting for the young master to wash himself off.

"Go." Jian Xingzhi raised his chin, frowned slightly and took two steps away from Xie Zhuo: "Wash off the alcohol and come up."

If they meet again in the future, we must let this person get rid of this bad habit of drinking indiscriminately.

"Where did these rules come from!" Xie Zhuo smelled himself, but he didn't smell anything.

He just washed it in the morning and it's not dirty!

If it wasn't for the fact that the person in front of him was too serious about cleanliness and he wasn't allowed to go on the bed like this, he really wanted to just roll up there.

After playing for a day, he is also very tired, okay!

"Go back and sleep by yourself if you don't take a shower." Shizi Jian's voice was cold and there was no room for it.

"Okay." Xie Zhuo rolled his eyes, a look of evil flashed in his eyes.

The young master in red suddenly jumped when he passed by the end of the bed, rolled around on the bed and ran away quickly: "I'm going to wash, you wait for me!"

The guilty voice made him shout echoes in the room.

Jian Xingzhi was really shocked by Xie Zhuo's childish behavior.

He looked at the small piece that Xie Zhuo rolled over, and the veins on the back of his hand faintly swelled.

This bastard, he just slapped him to death!

In the bathroom, Xie Zhuo sat in the tub and hummed happily.

I can't do anything to you, disgusting and disgusting, you are also good!

You bastard, do you really think you can shake your head in front of your uncle when you get older?

When Xie Zhuo finished washing and came out, he saw a group of servants leaving the door holding the bedding he had just polluted.

He couldn't help sighing: "It's not good to be so delicate."

I don't know how this person spent those days in prison.

With today's fatuous and vengeful personality, he must not be able to give the person in front of him any preferential treatment.

As if he had seen through his thoughts, Jian Xingzhi said indifferently: "It's okay to make up for it in a crisis, but why should I wrong myself if I have the conditions?"

Seeing him being so righteous, Xie Zhuo really wanted to grab his sleeve to shake the water out of his mind.

Make it clear, you are a prisoner now, a servant I bought!

What conditions do you have?

The only condition is to serve the master!

"Little servant" glanced at him and said lightly, "Can't you come up?"

"Coming!" In an instant, Xie Zhuo rushed over, without feeling that his actions had slapped his thoughts in the face.

Humans are multifaceted.

The red one quickly got into the quilt, perhaps because he slept for too long, Jian Xingzhi suddenly became interested in chatting.

"Why did you fall in love with red clothes?" He remembered that this person used to like to wear white clothes in the past.

No, he likes to wear them.

And the people in front of them always like to do things like painting tigers that are not anti-dogs, imitating him and wearing white clothes indecently.

But since he entered the mansion, this person seems to have never worn it again.

Dressed in red every day, flamboyant like a raging fire.

Xie Zhuo was taken aback for a moment, then he yawned and said with a smile: "How beautiful red is, festive, I love red!"

After that, he closed his eyes and muttered: "Read to me quickly, I'm going to sleep."

Hearing the gentle sound of reading in his ear, Xie Zhuo smiled in his heart.

Hey, I just died once, can't I wear a red dress and celebrate it?

Jian Xingzhi recited the Analects of Confucius slowly, and did not stop until the breathing of the person beside him was stable.

Because of sleeping during the day, Jian Xingzhi did not feel sleepy at night.

He looked at the person under the quilt by the only candlelight left in the house.