"Duke Weiss, you must have been tired just after getting off the plane. Why don't you go to the VIP room to rest for a while, the auction will start right away."
He Bo is so smart, how can he not know that his young master's possessiveness towards his young mistress is simply an existence against the sky.
Normally, if a three or four-year-old kid clings to the young mistress for a hug, he will be frightened and start crying by the young master's stare, let alone his coveted gaze.
Earl Weiss also felt Long Muchen's slight sullenness, he climbed down the pole, followed the waiter, turned and left.
After Weiss left, Uncle He breathed a sigh of relief and persuaded him: "Young master, don't be impatient, this Duke of Weiss is one of the keys to our gilded door to country D, I know you are dissatisfied with his treatment of young mistress Disrespectful, but for the sake of the overall situation of the Long family, please be patient for a while."
Long Muchen glanced sideways at He Bo, his expression was already a little angry.
"Send someone to take care of that yellow-haired monster. If he dares to covet Duo'er in the slightest, I don't care whether he is a duke or a duke. I will immediately let him come in with his eyes open and go out blind!"
How could Uncle He dare to say more for Duke Weiss, Xiaoji Paomi nodded, turned around and gave orders.
"Duo'er, the people who come to this auction house today are mixed, you have to follow me every step of the way, you understand?"
Long Muchen looked at Qian Duoduo very seriously, as if he raised her like a three or four year old doll.
Qian Duoduo rolled his eyes, and said in disgust: "Fourteen, it must be a mixed bag, right?"
Long Muchen rubbed his chin, thought for a moment, and said seriously: "That's right, there are mixed fish and dragons, except for this king's dragon, the rest are shrimps!"
Qian Duoduo is sweating~ Oh my god, old man, you can be a little thinner, okay
I'll go—correct your idiom, you've become narcissistic for my sister!
Qian Duoduo poked Long Muchen's chest, and pulled him to the VIP seat in the first row.
Double leather sofa, very comfortable.
Long Muchen patted the sofa twice, motioning for her to sit down.
"You wait for me here, I'm going to the bathroom."
"I'll accompany you?" Long Muchen stood up quickly.
Qian Duoduo tilted her head, and threw the bag hanging on her arm onto Long Muchen's body with one hand: "Fourteen, you're very naughty~ I'm going to the toilet, not to blow up a bunker, why are you nervous?" !"
Long Muchen took the bag with quick eyes and hands, smelled the smell on it, took a deep breath, and said cheaply: "It's really fragrant ~ Dior's perfume!"
Qian Duoduo was flustered in the wind for a moment, the corners of her mouth twitched twice, and she glanced at the man on the sofa who was holding her bag and flirting with her bag, stepped on her high heels, and left with a click.
Looking at Qian Duoduo's airy little back, Long Muchen straightened his body very bitterly, fixed his eyes on the position of Duke Weiss, watched him look like a butterfly, following the people around him A few women are acting awesome.
He couldn't help but took out the small mirror in Duo'er's bag, looked left and right according to his handsome face, and muttered: "The duke is the shit, this king obviously It's a blast!"
—Duoer dividing line—
Just as Qian Duoduo came out of the bathroom, she actually met a pickpocket.
When she turned the corner and was about to go back to the exhibition hall, she suddenly felt a figure approaching behind her. She subconsciously raised her leg and wanted to kick it directly.