"Yuan, go and stick this thing on Xiaoya's body!"
"Um?"
Mo Yuan frowned and saw Luo Xiaoman bringing over a piece of paper. There was nothing on it, but when he felt it carefully, there was a wave of mental power.
"You just stick it on."
Mo Yuan nodded and stood up.
Suddenly, his upright body and the aura he naturally exuded made the girls exclaim.
Seeing him walking away, the girls relaxed a little.
"Master, who is he to you? It feels like... his relationship with you is a little too close."
"Oh? You want to know?" Luo Xiaoman squinted his eyes, suddenly smiled evilly, raised his hand to pinch the girl's chin, leaned into her ear, and whispered: "Then what do you want to give me in exchange for my answer? ?”
"Hey~~" The girl's ears were numb and her body felt weak after being teased by Luo Xiaoman.
They didn't expect that although the young master was young, his ability to seduce girls should not be underestimated.
"Young master, you can do whatever you say, and I will obey you."
"Okay!" Luo Xiaoman grinned, and then said carelessly: "You guys go and dance."
The girls looked at each other, is it that simple? They thought something was going to happen, but in the end they were asked to dance
"Huh? Is there a problem?"
"Okay!" The girls immediately stood up and performed a dance for Luo Xiaoman.
Luo Xiaoman shook his fan and beat the rhythm while admiring the girls' dancing. She was more decadent and dandy than Zhu Yan.
Zhu Yan did not ask for a private room, but just played with the girls in the lobby. The scale of her interactions with the girls was so large that the description was enough to be blocked by the authorities.
The men around him secretly murmured in their hearts that the second prince had fallen and was completely unworthy of his status as a prince.
Singing and singing like this every night, soaked in beauty and wine, will completely destroy yourself sooner or later.
Of course, what they were most angry about was that the second prince appeared and snatched away the beautiful women around them, so he couldn't protest!
"Who is he?" At this time, Zhu Yan noticed Luo Xiaoman's unique image and arrogant face, which made him frown.
"He is the new young man, he is quite rich." the girls replied.
"Really?" Zhu Yan squinted her eyes, took a sip of wine, and said calmly: "Give him a pot of thirty-year-old daughter's red, and just say I invited it!"
"Yes! The slave family will do it now!" The girl's eyes lit up. The thirty-year-old daughter was red, but it cost one hundred gold coins. As the person who handled it, she could still get a lot of commission, so she was naturally happy.
"Sir, this is your wine!"
"Forehead…"
Luo Xiaoman was stunned for a moment, frowned, and said, "Didn't I tell you? I will only drink tea today, not alcohol!"
"But this is what the Second Prince treats you to drink!"
"Second Prince?" Luo Xiaoman glanced sideways at Zhu Yan, only to see Zhu Yan raise a glass to him.
"Hey, what about the second prince? Do you think I'm going to drink it if he invites me?" Luo Xiaoman stood up, grabbed the jug of wine, and turned to Zhu Yan.
Seeing this, Zhu Yan frowned, what does this guy want to do
"Second prince, I don't have much in anything, I just have a lot of money!" Luo Xiaoman curled his lips and said arrogantly: "So, what I hate most is when others invite me, even if the other party is a prince!"
After saying that, she slammed her 30-year-old daughter Hong on the ground. The harsh sound made the whole place fall silent.
Sometimes, you want to surprise the other person, but in the end, all you get is nothing. The imperfect Chinese Valentine's Day makes me feel tired! Good night, little clouds!
(End of chapter)