In the main courtyard, Master Yan, who had just been bathed, walked out, with water droplets on his hair. He came to the table and sat down, poured a glass of water to drink, and then heard Yingyi's voice coming from outside.

"master."

"Come in." A low and magnetic voice came from it.

As soon as Ying heard the sound, she walked in and saw him sitting at the table. She went up and asked, "Master, the subordinates have brought them here. Should they come in now?"

"Let them come in!"

"Yes!" Yingyi's voice was a little excited and immediately walked out and brought the person in.

Master Yan looked at him strangely, really wondering what he was excited about.

What he didn't know was that some restless little thing was climbing up the roof from the tree and quietly climbing towards the roof of the main house.

Because no one guarded the courtyard of the main courtyard, except for the two guards guarding the courtyard, no one noticed the red figure on the roof.

Ying Yi brought two women in and then stepped out, closed the door, and grinned and stood outside the yard.

In the room, Master Yan looked at the two beautiful women, but what he thought of was the devastated girl's face, his eyes flashed slightly, and he was a little distracted.

"Master, please dry your hair!" One of the women said softly, looking at the handsome man as beautiful as a god, his eyes were full of obsession and joy.

Lord Yan came back to his senses, but when he saw the woman wearing a red dress, his brows furrowed and said unhappily: "Who is allowed to wear red clothes?"

The pressure on his body and the aura of the superior were naturally released, which shocked the two women's legs and kneeled down.

"Master, forgive me, forgive me."

At this time, Feng Jiu, who came to the roof, held his breath and quietly uncovered a piece of tiles and looked inside. He saw the two women kneeling in front of the Lord Yan tremblingly.

She thought to herself: I really don’t know how to cherish the fragrance and beauty.

"Get up and tuck your hair." He looked calm and tried to put away his pressure.

"Yes, yes." The woman in red gauze responded quickly, got up and took a towel to the screen, and carefully helped him dry the water droplets on the ends of his hair.

Master Yan stared at the beautiful woman standing in front of him with her head slightly lowered, frowned slightly, and said, "Come here."

"yes."

The woman responded, looked up and looked at Master Yan shyly, and moved her lotus steps to him.

Master Yan stared at the thin waist in front of him and raised his hand to hug him, but when he started, it felt wrong. He was obviously the same woman and the same waist, why did he feel different when he hugged him?

The woman saw that Master Yan hugging her waist was sometimes tight and sometimes loose, and she was happy for a moment, so she snuggled over and called softly: "Master..."

As soon as the voice came out, the whole person was pushed out hard and fell to the ground in a mess.

"Ah!" the woman exclaimed, and she fell to the ground and burst into tears in her eyes. She looked at the man who suddenly changed his face with a pitiful and timid look.

Yingyi heard the exclamation in the room and quickly pushed the door and ran in: "What's wrong?"

However, when I saw the scene in the room, I was also a little stunned.

"Who is going to let you lean on me?"

Master Yan stood up, and the pressure and cold breath spread out, which was so captivating that the two women in the room were so shocked that they knelt down tremblingly and did not dare to look up.

Suddenly, a small sound came from the roof. Master Yan's eyes turned cold and he shouted in a deep voice: "Who is it!" His palm condensed and his palm was blowing towards the roof.

"ah!"
Chapter completed!