Quick wear: beautiful male boss, please don't tease

Chapter 179 Black Hearted "Girl" vs Stupid Stepsister 7
in the castle.

Rochester was wearing a white tuxedo and stood on the spacious terrace on the second floor. He looked down at the graceful ladies on the dance floor, and a lewd gleam appeared on his slightly passable face.

"Oh! They are so pretty."

Especially the woman in the pink dress.

Rochester stared greedily at Charlotte, who was sipping wine in the hall, and his eyes fell on her plump chest and smooth white legs, and he couldn't help but feel more and more aroused.

Seeing this, the butler who was waiting at the side raised a complimenting smile on his face, "Your Highness, which lady do you like?"

"Oh, the woman in the pink dress over there drinking, she has a really good figure."

Rochester smiled casually, raised his hand on the fence made of white stone, snapped his fingers, tilted his head and smiled at the butler.

The butler immediately understood what he meant.

He whispered a few words to the server beside him, walked to the balcony with small steps, and picked up the microphone on the table.

"Beautiful ladies, next I'm going to announce a fun game, a wine competition."

After the words fell, the ladies in the hall were silent for a moment and looked at each other.

"Competing wine? Competing in drinking?"

"It should be, but is there any fun in fighting wine?"

"Oh no, my mother won't let me drink."

"Be quiet, the butler hasn't finished talking yet." Charlotte frowned slightly, she gracefully glanced at the chattering women beside her, looked up at the butler and smiled.

"Housekeeper, please continue."

Hearing this, the smile on the housekeeper's face grew wider. Charlotte saw the corners of his lips curl up in a smile, and glanced contemptuously at the women around him from the corner of her eye.

Hmph, a group of ignorant and vulgar people still want to argue with her?
ridiculous!

The butler glanced back at Rochester, who was sitting on the deck chair drinking wine, and the other party only gave him a positive look. The butler sighed inwardly, and the smile on his face remained unchanged.

"Wine fighting competition, whoever drinks the most will have the chance to dance with the prince!"

After the words fell, the ladies in the hall were boiling.

Chance to dance with the prince!
They want it all!
"Wow! That's great! Dancing with the prince!"

"Hmph! Don't be too happy, the wine competition is about drinking, you will lose!"

"You're not much better...balaba..."

Charlotte listened to the quarreling female voices, pinched the stem of the goblet with her fingers, raised her head and drank the red liquid inside, narrowing her eyes slightly.

The prince must be hers.

"Okay, come and serve champagne!"

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xx manor, in a room on the second floor of the villa.

Alston bent down and put Katie on the bed, resting the back of his hand on her forehead for a moment, his brows were slightly frowned.

"Do you really have a fever?"

Is he going to take care of her fever here?

No, how could he, a majestic royal magician, take care of others with his own hands?
Auston's black and cold eyes swept across the room full of girlish atmosphere, his eyes were fixed, and his eyes suddenly stopped on a certain doll.

A moment later, a strange scene appeared in the room.

A rag doll in red clothes was running around the toilet in the room with four limbs, accompanied by an order.

Alston's fingertips glowed with green fluorescence. He looked at the ugly doll in front of him, turned his head and looked down at Katie in disgust, and tucked her quilt.

"Go, get a basin of hot water."

"Okay, master!"

The doll blinked, obediently walked down from the bed, and walked to the bathroom step by step.

(End of this chapter)