"You don't dislike me, I dislike you!" Murong Mingzhu couldn't help but exploded.

Ye Zhilan smiled when she heard this, and her smile fluctuated in her eyes. "When you go out, Zhu'er has a big temper and doesn't listen to the young master anymore, huh?"

The last one is ok, it’s ok, Murong Mingzhu is angry and she is depressed.

She had to go with Ye Zhilan now, and it was impossible to return to the imperial capital. If she couldn't go to Lingnan... she couldn't even imagine the consequences.

Can you not agree?

No!

Murong Mingzhu regrets this and hates this. Why didn’t she realize that Ye Zhilan is so shameless? Why did she hate that she strangled him to death without leaving the imperial capital?

The shopkeeper's waiter winked, and the waiter immediately took them to the room.

After settling down Ye Zhilan and Murong Mingzhu, the waiter nodded and bowed, "Young Master, please rest early and call me any time if you have anything to do."

Ye Zhilan turned his head and smiled slightly, "Okay, go and have someone come in to bring the bathtub."

The waiter was a little stunned when he smiled. After a while, he nodded repeatedly and ran out in a panic.

The shopkeeper was dialing the abacus in front of the stage. The waiter ran over and covered his chest and said, "My God..."

"What's wrong?" the shopkeeper asked.

The waiter sighed, "The first time I saw a young man who looked so beautiful, I thought I had seen a god when he smiled."

The shopkeeper sneered, "Look at your promising prospect!"

Having said that, he couldn't help but think that when the young man came before, he even looked at him as soon as he entered the store...

"What's going on with this young master? First, I booked our store and told me that there was only one room left...what did he mean?"

Ye Zhilan took a step first while eating at Murong Mingzhu and waited for a while, and then went here to buy the entire Shuiyunju.

It took a lot of effort to live with that servant?

The shopkeeper smiled with a lewd expression, "Didn't you show up? That young man looks good, his servant is not bad. He dared to talk back just now, and he has a very bad temper. There is nothing new about our Biyue, even men and men... Hehe, it may not be impossible."

After saying this, the waiter immediately laughed.

The shopkeeper and the waiter both thought wrongly. Murong Mingzhu didn't know. If Murong Mingzhu knew... his store would probably exist on the last day.

Ye Zhilan closed the door, and Murong Mingzhu subconsciously took a step back, with a discomfort.

Not to mention living in the same room, they all slept several times on the same bed.

Qinshui Pavilion and Zhang Huaxuan, I just haven’t been outside... I’ve been alone.

This is an inn. The inn room is already filled with a strange ambiguousness, especially now, it is late at night, and there are only two people who are two people...

Murong Mingzhu felt restrained.

Ye Zhilan seemed to be unaware, so she walked straight to the bed and pushed open the window.

Outside the window, the blue jade lake is full of views. There are many flower boats by the lake, with colorful lights lit from afar, adding a bit of magnificent color to the lake color.

Ye Zhilan turned to Murong Mingzhu and said, "Come here."

Murong Mingzhu remained motionless and looked at him with caution.

"Isn't come?" Ye Zhilan raised her lips and smiled.

"..." It's this smile again!

Murong Mingzhu became even more nervous, she was afraid that Ye Zhilan would pounce on her next second.

But Ye Zhilan did nothing, just stood beside the bed and looked at the lake.

...The big-tailed wolf has finished its tail?

He could not move, but Murong Mingzhu had to be on guard.

After a long time, a knock on the door rang, "Young master, hot water in the bathtub is here."

Ye Zhilan said, "Come in."

The door was pushed open, and the waiter directed the two of them to put down the bathtub, and smiled and bowed to Ye Zhilan, "Young Master, please, the young man, go down."

"Yeah." Ye Zhilan nodded.

Murong Mingzhu didn't know if it was her own illusion, but she always felt that before the waiter left, she seemed to look at her... she still looked at her with that particularly vulgar gaze.

When the bathtub was brought in, the warm water vapor dispersed in the room, making the atmosphere even more wrong.

Murong Mingzhu made a quick decision and said, "I'll go out first, you can wash it slowly."

"Where are you going?" Ye Zhilan waved his arm to stop her and smiled slowly, "Young Master Ba, shouldn't you serve?"

Murong Mingzhu has endured it for a day.

Finally I couldn't help it.

She pushed Ye Zhilan's arm away and turned around and glared at him, "Don't go too far! I want me to serve you in the shower, watch you take a shower, you dream!"

Ye Zhilan suddenly laughed out loud and said slowly, "But you, haven't you seen it long ago?"

Smack

The face hurts.

Murong Mingzhu was speechless and didn't know what to say.

Ye Zhilan bent down, pressed her against the pillar, and asked her: "I didn't care at that time, what do you care about now?"

“…that’s different!”

At that time, she was still the eldest lady of the Murong family in the imperial capital. If Ye Zhilan dared to do anything to her, she would turn against him in minutes.

It's different now. When she goes out, she doesn't have the ability to resist at all.

"Same, I promise you," Ye Zhilan said softly in her ear, "Besides, if you want to do anything to you, you would have done it long ago, and you don't have to wait until now."

"Get out." Murong Mingzhu pushed him away and turned her head away.

Although he doesn't like to listen to him, what he says is true.

Ye Zhilan stood up straight, spread his arms out, "Give your young master a wide dress."

Murong Mingzhu was glad that her teeth were good, otherwise she would have bitten it to pieces.

I don’t know how many times it was to suppress his anger. Murong Mingzhu pulled off the jade gauze from his body and threw it on the screen, took off her belt, untied her brocade clothes...

Ye Zhilan did not make things difficult for her, Jinyi left her body and waved the gauze in front of the screen. He walked to the gauze and took off his close-fitting clothes and entered the bathtub.

Murong Mingzhu was outside the gauze curtain, feeling upset when she listened to the sound of water.

But Ye Zhilan even called her, "Zhu'er, come and comb it for me."

Murong Mingzhu really admired herself. She was like this and could still resist killing Ye Zhilan... Everything today seemed to break her original bottom line. She was angry and she was not so angry.

After all, I agreed even more than anything else. What is this?

Murong Mingzhu picked up the comb, waved the gauze curtain and walked in.

Ye Zhilan was in the bathtub, and a layer of white petals floated on the bathtub. Murong Mingzhu frowned when she saw it.

A big man took a bath and used petals, which was very damn.

She didn't say anything, moved a chair next to the bathtub, grabbed Ye Zhilan and violently started combing.

She originally planned to pull his head off and teach him a lesson, but when she grabbed it, she felt reluctant to leave...

It’s not that I’m reluctant to leave Ye Zhilan!

I'm reluctant to give up...

Ye Zhilan's head is very long, and the touch is like the best brocade given to her by Feng Youran, which is smooth and plump.
Chapter completed!