Chapter 116: Luo Zheng performance

It was completely unexpected that Luo Zheng neither sang nor danced, and did not mean to seduce at all.
She handed over a cup of hot tea and expressed a concern, like a wife waiting hard for her husband to return home.
The scar slightly froze, condensing the cup of hot tea, the voice could not help sinking: "Is this tea for me?"
Jiang Yutong was shocked for a moment, and then it was very funny. This is never sleepless ... Since the guest came here, she chose her lover, what did she play? A good wife and mother can't succeed!
Aunt Hong frowned, secretly Luo Zheng didn't understand the rules, and then stepped forward to smile: "Scarf, this is A Zheng, the little girl has only come in these two days, has not been tuned, and doesn't know how to serve men! Don't be angry, I This will let her out— "
"Laozi chooses a woman, where is your turn to point fingers?"
The scar on her face was ruthless, staring coldly at Aunt Red.
Aunt Hong was silent for a moment, daring not to speak more.
Just when Jiang Yutong was smug and wanted to step forward, the scar looked at Luozheng again, and his face faded into an impatience unexpectedly, making it a little more difficult to be gentle: "Are you called Azheng?"
Luo Zheng maintained the posture of handing tea, and said briefly: "Yes, Lord Scar."
"What do you want to perform?"
The scar asked again, and there was a dim light in his eyes, as if he had finally found his prey, full of novelty.
Luo Zheng didn't panic, and smiled back to the truth: "Scary Lord, Red Aunt is right, I'm just a newcomer, I don't know how to wait for you! If you don't dislike, I can play the piano tune--"
"You want to play the piano?"
The scar was deeply interested, and the girl's face was firmly locked, and her heart was palpitated.
Immediately, he glanced at Aunt Hong: "Why, you don't have a piano here?"
Immediately, Aunt Hong understood what she said quickly: "Yes, yes, I will let people up!"
With that, she quickly walked out of the box, and then she breathed a sigh of relief.
What is this taste?
The girl she personally tuned, which is not a stunner, sexy, voluptuous, charming, and so many types ... But, who can think of, the scar is the newcomer type of Azheng!
In the box, the scar was still looking at Luo Zheng back and forth, and the dress was more conservative. Unlike other girls, the whole person was calm and did not deliberately seduce himself.
Not bad, really good!
Look again, Luo Zheng is still holding a tea cup. For so long, she is still in a dignified posture. The whole person is elegant and quiet, like a lady's picture.
The scar became more and more satisfied, and when reaching for the tea cup, the big palm wrapped the girl's small hand.
Luo Zheng's pupil shrank, almost out of nowhere, and suddenly withdrew his hand.
"Slap--"
At the next moment, the hot tea spilled from the cup, splashing on the scarred hands, and the tea cup fell to the ground, breaking into pieces of broken porcelain, leaving a pool of water stains.
Upon seeing this, Luo Zheng almost wanted to lick his mouth, clearly the good situation, let himself be destroyed at once!
Only just now, she really subconsciously made such a move.
The dislike of men is deeply rooted in the bones, and has already become a conditioned reflex!
After froze for a few seconds, Luo Zheng responded quickly. He quickly pulled out a tissue and gently wiped the water stains on the hand of the scar ... Only to see, because of the hot tea splashing, the back of the scar was red and swollen, a little shocking.
Luo Zheng felt awkward, the surface was still calm, and he apologized softly: "Scary Lord, your hand is so hot, does it hurt? Sorry, I'm really sorry, it's all my fault. I'll take care of it and give you back again tea--"
The word was not over yet, and there was an accusation next to him: "Look, you are so clumsy and so hot that you are so hot! This little thing can't be done well, what else can you do?"