Uncle Ji.

In one sentence, let Fenghua confirm the identity of this person.

——Wash Miss Yan and send it to the young master’s room.

This tone is no different from "wash this cabbage and it's time to put it in the pot."

Tsk tsk.

What a big tone.

I wasn't that good at it at the beginning.

Fenghua pretended to be unconscious, but also greeted Uncle Ji's eighteen generations in his heart.

"Ah cut."

Uncle Ji suddenly sneezes.

The person below immediately asked with concern: "Uncle Ji, are you okay?"

"It's okay, just do it."

"yes."

“…”

Soon, Fenghua was sent to a wide bathroom.

The bathtub was filled with hot water, and a layer of white essential oil foam and bright rose petals floated on it.

Several maids perform their duties.

Take off Fenghua's clothes, put them into the bathtub, massage hands and feet, trim nails, and comb your hair...

Fortunately, Her Majesty the Queen is a person who is used to being served and has no flaws.

Otherwise, if anyone else would have been shy and screamed in shock when the maids took off their clothes and put them on their hands.

After a whole body spa, Fenghua closed her eyes and enjoyed it, and she couldn't help but have a thought in her heart.

I am a bit like a fish on a chopping board, and I am doing the final baptism before my death.

"Miss Yan has a very good figure."

“It looks good too.”

"No wonder the young master likes it."

"It's just that I'm a little older than the young master."

"But who made the young master like it? Well, the time is over. If you continue soaking, your skin will wrinkle."

"Then let's serve Miss Yan quickly..."

Amid the whispers of several maids, Fenghua was once again served by them to put on her clothes.

Then, he was sent to a dimly lit room.

The maid stepped out and closed the door gently.

At the same time, the woman on the bed shivered her slender curly eyelashes like butterflies wings and slowly opened them...

"It's really vulgar."

Fenghua looked around the decorations in the room, her red lips were as charming as her voice was lazy.

This could be a hotel presidential suite.

The lights are not turned on, and the luxurious curtains are closed, and only a kind of aromatic candle is placed on the table, bedside, and windowsills. The light suddenly becomes ambiguous.

The white carpet was casually scattered, with roses on it.

The Kingsize bed is covered with a layer of rose petals that remove branches, leaves and thorns, and clean them up.

And her...

Fenghua lowered her eyes and couldn't help but twitch the corners of her lips.

This is really... interesting.

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Royal Club 7.

There is a hotel upstairs and a bar downstairs.

Uncle Ji found his young master, stood in front of him with a slight respectful attitude, and reminded him in a vague way.

"Young master, it's not too late, it's time for you to go back to your room to rest."

Finally, Uncle Ji added: "By the way, I have prepared a gift in the room for you, the young master."

"I hope the young master will have a happy night, so I won't disturb you."

After saying that, Uncle Ji smiled slightly and turned around and left.

……Gift?

Looking at Uncle Ji's back, which seemed a little proud, Ji Ze's delicate eyebrows frowned slightly.

In his hand is his room card for the fixed suite in Royal 7.

Thinking of the gift Uncle Ji said, the boy held the card's hand and paused for a moment.

In the end, I no longer hesitated and opened the door.

The dim and ambiguous light in the room and the fiery red roses on the ground made Ji Ze slightly stunned.

Immediately, his eyes turned to the kingsize bed...
Chapter completed!