Luo Ziheng frowned: "I didn't think about it at all. I saw it was for the pot of tea in my hand." After a pause, he added: "Give you another chance, will I look good or will he look good?"

Yanran was confused. Could it be that this coquettish young master wanted me to say Ouyang Chen was beautiful? No, right? If she dared to say that, if it was light, it would be that there would be no water to drink, and if it was heavy, it would be punished by him. She looked at this young master Mu very carefully. Putting aside personal factors, he was definitely a natural and unprocessed handsome guy. What words can I use to describe it?

"Young Master, of course you are so beautiful. You are so handsome, you are so handsome, and you are so handsome that you are better than Mr. Ouyang!" She smiled hard and tried her best to make her smile real and natural.

Luo Ziheng played with the teacup in his hand and pretended to be careless, saying, "But when we were competing just now, it seemed that you said he was good-looking and didn't say anything to me."

Do you want your ears to be so sharp? Rong Yanran complained in her heart and kept explaining: "That wasn't you competing with Mr. Ouyang at that time. Your kung fu was so good, so you didn't have time to praise your handsome and handsome appearance. You should have heard it too. I praise you for your kung fu?"

Looking at her eagerly anticipated eyes, Luo Ziheng raised the last question: "Be serious about this?"

Rong Yanran is going crazy. Master, isn’t it just a glass of water? Are you as for this to treat me? “I swear, it’s true.” She raised her right hand and sweared to the sky. Oh my God, is it easy for me? I have said so much to ask for a sip of water, so hurry up and take me home.

Luo Ziheng curled his lips, obviously satisfied with her answer, and said mercifully: "Drink."

Rong Yanran didn't have any image anymore. She tasted it and was warm, and immediately poured it into her mouth.

Seeing this, Luo Ziheng sighed helplessly: "Ouyang Chen, you heard what you said just now, right? Get out quickly!"

Rong Yanran, who was trying hard to get water, heard this and coughed violently.

"Why are you so careless?" A voice of concern sounded from behind, and a hand gently patted her back. She immediately jumped away like a rabbit! Seeing Ouyang Chen standing where she had just now, she thought she was so depressed. Looking at Luo Ziheng again, she seemed to be very satisfied with this situation and felt that this guy was hateful.

"It's okay, don't blame yourself. I know you said that just now, and I would say that if you had no choice but to me." He said "understandably". Although he might get beaten up like this, he likes to see Luo Ziheng being embarrassed and anxious. He looks much more interesting than usual cold and has a richer expression.

Fearing that the two of them would hurt themselves again, Rong Yanran looked at Luo Ziheng: "Young Master, can I leave first?"

Luo Ziheng waved his hand and signaled her to leave. Rong Yanran immediately left with oil on her feet, for fear that Young Master Luo would change his mind if he took a step later.

Seeing Rong Yanran escape from the house in a hurry, almost tripped by the door frame, and quickly stood up and left without stopping, the smile in her eyes became more and more proud.

Ouyang Chen sighed and said, "I really doubt that the one you brought back is Rong Yanran in your mouth. His style of conduct is completely different, but it suits my taste."
Chapter completed!