Chapter 72: : On the wit and courage with the master

Murong Rongzhi also stared at the face of the little girl, wanting to see how she reacted.
However, this girl looked up with a haughty look.
"My son, I'm sure there will be someone who wants it. Starting from the sky, I will try my best to be a fair lady. I don't believe that no gentleman will come to me."
"You don't need to reduce it deliberately, just as my son likes it." Murong Rongzhi sullen his face, a little unhappy, "When he grows up, it's fine for this son to take you into the house."
The agarwood bowl was dumbfounded. "My son, you're so ashamed, you actually said that you would not accept it. I know, the son now has some different feelings towards girls. Actually, son, it doesn't matter if you are looking for someone now, why bother so... hiding I'm holding my own feelings."
Seeing this girl with a smile on her face, she didn't seem to put her words into the bottom of her heart.
The uncomfortable feeling in Murong Rongzhi's heart grew stronger.
He has always been a domineering and accustomed person. To show good to a girl today is a matter of dignity. But now, this girl is ignorant.
The boy's eyes were slightly raised, and he suddenly bullied him forward.
With a pain in his chin, he was lifted up to face the boy's cold eyes, and the heart of the Chenxiang Bowl shook.
She looked at the suddenly angry boy in a panic, her heart pounding.
His face was gently stroked, and it was cold, with the scent of ink and rust. At this moment, the whole body of the agarwood bowl was cold. She couldn't help thinking that at the beginning, because she had a big smile, she provokes this exceptional...disgust, and finally, she poured the chilli water all over her body, and the high fever would not go away...
Many nightmares, all of which came to mind at this time, the little girl trembled with fright.
Murong Rongzhi's eyebrows were colder.
"You are actually afraid of this young master."
"Don't... don't water me..."
The hands and feet of the agarwood bowl were cold, and his mouth pleaded unconsciously.
This kind of her made Murong Rongzhi even more angry.
He suddenly felt angry.
Severely pushed people to the ground.
"roll……"
After being free, the agarwood bowl really rolled out as soon as I got up.
In the inner room, Murong Rongzhi smashed the inkstone and the like with anger.
In the outer courtyard, Murong Xiude, who was still studying, looked at sister Wan, who looked panicked, and then listened to the sound of smashing in the room, frowning. Step forward and hold the hand of the agarwood bowl, "Come here, don't provoke him."
He was secretly distressed, Murong Rongzhi's temper was so bad, and sister Wan'er followed him, really suffering.
"I'm fine."
After being held by the warm little hand for a long time, the agarwood bowl realized that he had lost his temper.
She smiled bitterly.
It turned out that she was not as powerful as she thought.
I have enjoyed a comfortable life for a long time, and when I encounter danger, I will still be instinctively afraid and afraid.
This kind of psychology, in the short term, I am afraid that it cannot be overcome.
"Wan'er, how can I protect you."
Xiaowa looked at her seriously. But let the agarwood bowl feel a little flustered.
Reached and shook his hand. "You don't need to protect me, as long as I grow up smoothly, I can stand upright in this mansion."
"In the future, try not to get in front of him as much as possible. I always feel that the look in his eyes is terrible."
Although the other brothers would also look at Sister Wan with their favorite eyes.
However, their eyes are not possessive.
The look in Murong Rongzhi's eyes would make him scared and even more disturbed.
The agarwood bowl suddenly looked up.
Xiao Jiu can't talk nonsense like this.
In other words, did he notice anything?
"Xiao Jiu, why do you think so?" She asked dryly.
If it comes true, then the consequences are terrible.
She was so muddled, she just wanted to pick a person for Murong Rongzhi to divert her attention.
But I don't know, so I'm always dangling in front of others, I'm afraid that I will be sent into wolf's mouth instead.
Realizing this, she was cold again.
"Wan'er, don't be afraid of you, remember, I'm by your side, always there."
Seeing such a terrified her, Murong Xiude was heartbroken to the extreme. He stretched out his small arm and quickly dragged the person into his arms, and then stroked her back lightly. As usual agarwood bowl soothes herself, softly coaxes her.
"Ye... I'm sorry, I'm really fine."
"I just think you should stay away from him and try to get close to him as little as possible."
Knowing that he scared her, Murong Xiude was embarrassed.
"I see, Xiao Jiu, go and work."
"Wan'er, you will be like today, and you will always call me Xiaojiu. I like you to call me like that."
When the little baby finished speaking, she left her eyes bright and blushing.
The agarwood bowl blinked.
"Xiao Jiu, Jiu Gongzi, what's wrong with this? Isn't it just a title!"
She didn't understand what this awkward child was doing. However, Murong Rongzhi's affairs today really reminded her.
Many of the rich boys, at the age of fourteen, began to have friends around them, guiding them to do some side things.
There are many, even accidentally doing that kind of thing.
Really, how many will stay with a woman until he gets a wife. Because of this, she should stay away from the young Lang who is in the developmental stage.
Thinking about it this way, how could she dare to get in front of others.
Whenever something happens, try to support Sanhuayu.
In the first few days, Murong Rongzhi hadn't noticed the little girl's distance from herself.
But on this day when people were asked to come in and wait for him to dress, his eyes narrowed again after Sanhuayu.
The taller and taller young man squinted like this, and Sanhuayu trembled in fright.
"Master, that girl said she was going to be busy washing her face, I, I came in."
Murong Rongzhi stared at him coldly, and did not move.
However, the cold and hostile atmosphere that would erupt anytime and anywhere, still made Sanhuayu feel confused, and quickly retreated.
At this time, where is the love of Jianghu.
Turning around, grabbed the agarwood bowl that was still slowly swallowing the wash water.
"I said, take care of yourself, go in and wait for the master to dress."
"what?"
Panic throwing down the gourd, the Chenxiang bowl quickly turned and went to Murong Rongzhi's house.
As a girl, sometimes you have a service career that you have to bear. Even if you are born again, this kind of thing is unavoidable.
As soon as he entered the house, Chenxiang Bowl understood why Sanhuayu would rush to pull himself.
There was a condensed breath throughout the room.
The young man sitting on the bed, his white inside was slightly open, and a lock of hair was draped over his shoulders and chest.
If you ignore the cruelty in his eyes, in fact, this is also a beautiful young Lang.
Almost instantly, the brains of the agarwood bowl flashed.
She quickly changed into a sign of surprise. He looked up and stared blankly at the young man in front of him who said I was extremely unhappy and uncomfortable.
"Oh, son, you look so good-looking. It's no wonder that sister Taozi always asks me in a different way. I didn't notice it before. Co-author, you are now the son of our family. The handsome little man is now."
Murong Rongzhi was stunned.
He was going to punish this bold and fat girl severely.
However, this sudden change in style of painting, praised him for several meanings!
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