The big guy kept dying and became a white moonlight

Chapter 1211 Wild Rose Gifted to Uncle (59)

When he turned his head, those dark eyes could be said to be very cold, "The entire villa is mine, and I have the right to enter any room here at will. I can enter as much as I want, and you have no right to refuse. "

The cold tone is not humane at all.

Aunt Jiang could already clearly smell the unpleasant and hostile aura on the man, exuding a dangerous aura like dynamite being ignited.

Aunt Jiang was thinking, why did she get angry? Could it be that because of her "uncle" a few times, she felt that she was calling her old, so she became angry now?

"Okay, okay, you can go in if you want, why are you angry?" She said with a smile, "Not only is the whole villa owned by you, but I am also you. If you want to go in, you can go in anytime~"

The girl blinked her seductive peach eyes, and winked at him, the eyes seemed to be lingering, and the frivolity was not too strong.

Lu Boying: "..."

The young man twitched the corners of his mouth lazily, his long eyes were drooping, and his delicate eyebrows were filled with hostility. At that moment, his heart was burning with inexplicable irritability, so much so that his tone of voice He was more indifferent than before, and his expression was colder and more fierce.

Now listening to the girl's shameless and seductive words, Lu Boying felt inexplicably angry, but now it inexplicably dissipated.

Even he himself didn't find out clearly where the source of that annoyance came from.

Lu Boying didn't go into it, but said to Aunt Jiang in a cold voice, "Wash your face, and then come over and eat the wontons Aunt Lin made for you."

Hearing this, Aunt Jiang refused with a face full of refusal. She reached out and made a cross on her chest, and said, "Daba! I just applied this mud mask! Do you know how expensive this mud mask is? It's a waste. How distressed it must be!"

Lu Boying glanced at her mockingly, "Aren't these things prepared for you by the housekeeper? It's my money, why do you feel bad?"

"No, it must not be wasted. I will wash it in 10 minutes." Aunt Jiang said cheekily: "Besides, isn't your money my money? Of course I feel distressed."

Lu Boying didn't even want to ask why his money was yours, because Lu Boying could already guess what Aunt Jiang's answer would be.

It's nothing more than some stupid words.

"come over."

Lu Boying looked around the table, and found the medicine that the butler had given to Aunt Jiang.He picked up the medicine, glanced at Aunt Jiang, and said in a cold voice.

Aunt Jiang saw Lu Boying pick up the medicine on the table, walked over and said, "What's wrong? Do you want to help me with the medicine, uncle."

Lu Boying no longer wants to correct Jiang Yu's address anymore.

Uncle or uncle, it has nothing to do with him.

"Yeah." He hummed, and pointed to the bed, "Sit there and sit down."

Aunt Jiang walked over and sat down obediently, then looked up at the man in front of her, and continued to tease with a ruthless mouth: "Uncle, do you feel sorry for me?"

Lu Boting squeezed the ointment and applied it on his fingertips, but ignored Aunt Jiang's words.

Jiang Yu continued: "It's okay, uncle. I like his roughness very much, the strength is just right, and the experience in bed should be better. I will find it very exciting."

The man's hand that squeezed the ointment didn't control the strength well, a large amount of white ointment was squeezed on the man's fingertips, and some even splashed on the man's palm.

(End of this chapter)