As Ling Jue said, the girls' faces changed.

One by one, they looked dim and silently left Ling Jue's bedroom.

Seeing this, Ling Jue breathed a sigh of relief, got up and went downstairs, moving his muscles and bones.

"Dongdongdongdongdong."

Before he could move a few times, a slight knock on the door came from outside, and a cautious voice: "Young Master, can I come in?"

When Ling Jue heard this, it was the woman's voice again and he was annoyed.

He turned around and went to open the door in person, and asked angrily: "I said, what the hell is this? Apart from women, there are no men?"

"Can you send some men to bathe in the newest way?"

Everyone outside the door: "..." The young master is very male-style?

No, the young master is so terrible, don’t guess it.

"Young Lord, please calm down your anger."

At this time, a middle-aged man with a slightly fat body and fair skin pushed away the crowd and walked over, "The little Nanfu is the little housekeeper in your yard."

"What are the instructions for the young master? Please give me some instructions."

Nan Fu's face was full of flattery and a little expectation.

Ling Jue looked at Nan Fu as he was so squeamish that he looked like a woman, raised his feet and kicked him: "Tell me well."

“Yes, yes, yes.”

Nan Fu was kicked and staggered. Not only did he not feel embarrassed, but he came over happily, "Young Master, you give me instructions."

"Take me to take a shower and change my clothes."

Ling Jue looked at the wedding dress on his body and thought that he had a wife who had just married her home, and his heart was filled with irritability, "What the hell is this? It's really inconvenient."

"Young master, wait a moment. Now I will ask a few young guys to take a shower and change your clothes."

"Can you speak well?"

Ling Jue listened to the way these people spoke, frowned and muttered dissatisfiedly, "I'm so fucked so much."

He looked at the people guarding outside the door and said angrily: "What are you doing here? Are you doing nothing? What's wrong with it?"

"Yes, yes, yes, let's send them down."

Listening to Ling Jue's words, Nan Fu quickly waved to the new group of girls and signaled them to go down quickly.

After the person left, Nan Fu hurried over again: "Young Master, can you see if you can leave them in your yard? Those were sent by the old man."

"They are all young people who carefully selected from the many maids to serve the young master. If you don't accept them, they will be sold."

Ling Jue glanced at Nan Fu indifferently and said indifferently: "Whatever, just don't let them appear under my nose."

As he said that, he turned around and returned to the room: "Hurry up, I'm going to starve to death."

While speaking, carefully observe the furnishings in front of you.

The interior furnishings are antique, and all the items such as beds, tables, chairs, coffee tables, etc. are exquisite.

During the breath, there was also a faint and elegant sandalwood lingering.

If it weren't for the table with a bell on a certain table, Ling Jue would have thought he had been taken to some ancient times.

He reached into his pocket, took out a cell phone, and quickly called Yu Anan.

But the next moment, Ling Jue was stunned.

"Damn it! Why can't it be connected? There is no signal!"

He kicked a chair in front of him impatiently, "What the hell is this? How could this happen?"

The next moment he jumped up in pain: "Hiss--it hurts so much. It hurts so much!"

Nima, what's the thing made of, why is it so hard?

"Young Master, Young Master, are you okay?"

Nan Fu brought a group of 16 or 17 boys in to carry the items needed for bathing, and saw Ling Jue jumping and jumping with his feet in his arms, which was so funny.

But he didn't dare to wait to see the joke, but instead came over anxiously and worried.
Chapter completed!