The good mood he had today was gone, and Ye Shaoxuan prepared to go back.
After taking two steps, he suddenly stopped and looked down at his body: "Am I really that thin?"
Another shorter and fatter follower, Xiao Liu, quickly said, "Young Master is not thin, he is very strong."
Ye Shaoxuan's face darkened instantly, and he waved his hand and blasted him out with a palm: "How dare you treat me perfunctorily?"
"You should know the consequences of lying to me."
“Young master, please spare me. I didn’t mean it. I just…” Xiao Liu didn’t expect that his flattery would backfire and he felt like crying.
Isn't he doing this to make the young master happy
Xiao Wu gave him a look, telling him to shut up quickly, then bowed to the young master: "Young Master, you are very strong and have a better figure than other men. Whether it is your appearance or your family background and ability, you are the best in the world. Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many women who like you, but..."
"But what?" Ye Shaoxuan stared at him with deep eyes, as if he would make him pay if he didn't tell him the answer.
Xiao Wu calmed himself down and continued to explain in an orderly manner: "But as the saying goes, everyone has their own preferences."
"Some women have different preferences from others. Some of them like white and fat men, and think such men are cute, while others like muscular men, and think they can protect them, so..."
This frail and sickly Miss Su, who looked so beautiful that she could be blown away by the wind, was the concubine chosen by his young master. Her preferences might be different from those of other ordinary women.
In the past, when those women saw the young master's face, they all wanted to get closer to him with shyness and timidity on their faces, but this Miss Su, from beginning to end, never showed a trace of such a girlish love.
It was obvious that she didn't like the young master's type.
Ye Shaoxuan understood, but his brows furrowed even tighter, and his expression became even uglier: "You mean, this sickly girl likes a muscular man?"
What the hell is this sickly guy
What kind of strange hobby is this
"Ahem, Miss Su should...should like this." Although Xiao Wu didn't want to discourage the young master, he still chose to tell the truth and let him accept the reality.
Xiaoliu, who had already climbed up from the ground, also quickly echoed, "Young Master, that kind of reckless man has dark skin and is very strong. Miss Su is so weak, she probably thinks that only such a man can protect her."
"But anyway, Miss Su is already your concubine, young master. What's the point of her liking you?"
"Do you need to explain?" It would have been better if Xiaoliu didn't say anything. Once he said it, Ye Shaoxuan became even angrier.
Is Ye Shaoxuan the kind of person who forces others
"She is so short-sighted. Doesn't she know that only someone with great martial arts skills can protect her?"
What’s the point of having a strong body
If he didn't have martial arts skills, he could crush someone to death in a matter of seconds.
Ye Shaoxuan had never thought that there would be a woman who would be so dismissive of him, and he felt very unbalanced.
"This young master has such high martial arts skills, and he also has a good position, good looks, and a good figure..."
Speaking of body shape, he suddenly remembered the eight-pack abs that the sickly guy just mentioned.
He pinched his tight abdomen through his robe.
Although he doesn't have much fat, he doesn't really have any abdominal muscles.
His eyes suddenly turned to Xiao Wu and Xiao Liu, "Lift up your clothes."
"this… "