Bai Weiwei came in holding the water, one step or two, hesitant but firm.
Then I saw the side of the table, the sleeve, the hands with the white cuffs exposed, and the books thrown at random.
Yellow candlelight.
The outline of the man's body was drawn sideways under the lamp, and a shadow was drawn and projected on the wall.
Extraordinarily slender and beautiful.
Bai Weiwei couldn't help blinking, then lowered her head and said in a low voice, "Master, I'll wash your feet."
The man at the table snorted coldly.
"go out."
The second time he said it, the impatience in his words was very obvious.
Bai Weiwei stood where she was, not daring to look up.
A small figure with crow-blue hair, with beautiful peony flowers and jasper hairpins pinned to it, and the hanging head is a tender flower stalk that has been smashed by the rain.
Her garnet red skirt moved lightly.
It seems that he is going to move forward, but he is afraid of not moving.
And the man inside, slowly raised his eyes, a pair of cold black eyes, with a few traces of ridicule.
It's really desperate to climb up.
Knowing his faults, he still moved up because it was definitely not his.
But the financial power behind him.
He threw the book away, put it on the arm of the chair, and said in a cold voice, "Come here."
when saying this.
His feet also face a little outside.
Seems to be waiting for something.
Bai Weiwei raised her face, a hint of surprise appeared on her face.
A soft pink and white face, a pair of seductive eyes, and enchanting waves.
The man's eyes moved.
[Ding, the male protagonist's favorability score is minus thirty.]
Bai Weiwei: What is the deep hatred, such a high degree of negative favorability
Isn't this kind of value usually the kind of favorability that can only appear when you kill your father, kill your mother, and kill the whole family
System: "No hatred, just hate women."
Bai Weiwei: "..."
She knew that it turned out that some people hated women to such an extent.
At first she thought it was a disguise.
After all, Lu Xinglan didn't have this problem when he was a child.
It's just starting to get bigger.
Perhaps the Lu family was too powerful, for fear that the royal family would care about it.
Only self-defeating.
To achieve the purpose of self-protection.
And hate women, let yourself be the best way to protect yourself.
There is no difference between descendants and eunuchs.
No matter how much struggle, after no child dies, aren't those things recycled by the royal family
As a result, seeing the favorability, Bai Weiwei was finally determined.
This is a terminally ill patient of misogyny.
Bai Weiwei put away all the distracting thoughts, looking innocently in love and happy to be close.
Before she took a step, she didn't raise her head, her long eyelashes pressed her beautiful eyes, and she came to the table with a basin of warm footwash in both hands.
The man's gaze fell on her coldly.
Seeing her drooping neck, small red lips, but full of red.
Like a tiny cherry.
Delicate and charming, waiting to be picked.
The girl's figure came closer, her waist was slender, her pomegranate red skirt was swaying, and she was moving step by step.
The goose-yellow shirt with narrow cuffs is obviously not very tight.
But you can see the attractive arc on the chest.
Obviously inadvertent, but every move seems to seduce people.
Lu Xinglan turned his eyes away, his face indifferent.
His clean brows have been lightly wrinkled.
In the air, the girl's unfamiliar aroma has spread.
He stretched out his fingers and leaned against his nose with a look of disgust.
A woman's taste.
Makes him vomit... As if this hasn't made him vomit.
So what.
There will be for sure.
Not close enough.