Chapter 501

Luo Juntian is confused, stupefied, silly, grandfather's thinking is not generally strong!

If Tang Nuanyang understood what the old count said, he would probably vomit a few kilos of blood, because it's too ridiculous. She is a weak woman. What can she do to a big boy? Even if she wants to do something wrong, she has to have the strength.

But she only saw Luo Juntian looking at his grandfather, and she didn't know what the old man said to stimulate him.

"Grandfather, I will protect myself. Don't worry, she has absolutely no ability." Luo Juntian said calmly to the old count. He was right. She really has no ability, because he always knocked her down.

"What would you do if she climbed on you while you were asleep?"

Then I must be happy to die, let her ravage! Luo Juntian's answer in his heart, but on the surface, he pretended to be hesitant. After thinking about it, he replied, "I'll call for help, and then push her away to escape.".

The old count was surprised and said, "I can't see that my Lord is still so pure. I thought you would accept it.".

"Ha ha In a word, it's safe for us to sleep in the same room. We usually lie in bed at night, counting the stars and playing cards.

"That's no good. I can't let her have the chance to take away your first time. It's not negotiable to divide the room. We have to divide the room." the old count said firmly, naming the housekeeper, "go to prepare the room immediately, and don't get too close.".

"Yes, count, I will go at once," said the housekeeper.

"Alas, it's not" Luo Juntian still wants to turn the situation around and calls the housekeeper. Unfortunately, he has gone a long way with firm steps.

He's wailing in his heart. Can you stop tormenting him like this.

The old count patted him with a smile, "go and have a rest. In the evening, your cousin will come back and let him take you out to play.".

Luo Juntian is not in such a mood. He did not expect that his grandfather would be the one who is bad for him. When he thought that he would sleep alone in the evening, he felt very depressed. He must try to trick Nuanyang into his room.

Tang Nuanyang was in a fog. He wanted to say hello to the old count, but he didn't even look her in the eye, so she didn't even have a chance to say hello.

Later, the housekeeper came back and took them to the room.

Tang Nuanyang followed Luo Juntian up the stairs covered with scarlet carpet and asked him, "doesn't grandfather like me?"

"No! He just doesn't like to talk to women, "explains Luo Juntian with a smile.

"What did you just say? Why does my grandfather look at me like that? I don't think he likes me.

"Just talk about home affairs. He didn't dislike you. He told me you were cute.".

"Luo Juntian, I'm not good at English, but I'm not blind. You don't have to comfort me. I can understand, just like you always look down on me." Tang Nuanyang can almost guess my grandfather's opinion on her.

Luo Juntian felt very uncomfortable. He gave her a hug and said, "I'm a little confident in myself. You're the one my grandfather likes. We'll go back one day.".

It's rare for him to be so considerate and comforting. Tang Nuanyang has already been pleasantly surprised! I will try my best to study in England. I won't be bothered by my grandfather.

The housekeeper in front of "Miss Tang Nuanyang" stopped.

"Yes, Hello!" Tang Nuanyang said hello.

"Here's your room." the housekeeper pushed the door open and asked the servant to take the luggage in.

"Oh, thank you!" Tang Warm Yang probably understand his meaning, thanks, embarrassed pull down Luo Juntian's hand, walked in.

Luo Juntian also wants to go in, but he is stopped by the housekeeper. "Master Luo Juntian, your room is not here. Please follow me.".

You tell me where my room is. I'll go by myself later.

The housekeeper still won't let Luo Juntian in. "The count said that he asked me to take young master Luo Juntian to your room immediately. Please don't embarrass me.".

Tang Warm Yang see him back out, is very surprised "you don't come in?" she didn't know, came here, can a person a room.

Luo Juntian knows that the housekeeper only listens to his grandfather's words. If he insists, he can't take advantage of it. He exits the room backward and says, "my room is not here!"

"Your room?" Tang Warm Yang immediately understand, happy said, "then you go to your room, bye!"

She happily closed the door!

Luo Juntian looked at the closed door, and her last surprise, happy, handsome face black.

This girl, dare feeling, she is eager to share a room with him to sleep, look at her just like the color ~ ticket like expression, angry to death him!

"Young master Luo Juntian, please go this way." the housekeeper pretended not to see the extremely smelly face of Luo Juntian, and continued to do his duty in his ear.

Luo Juntian repressed a stomach gas, strode away from the door of the room, and walked quickly in a certain direction.

Tang Wenyang looked around the room. Wow, it's so retro. Both the mural and the bed look old and gorgeous. The curtain has three layers from the inside to the outside. When it's all pulled up, the golden light can't come in. When it's opened, you can see the fairyland like hillside, green land, lake and forest outside the window.The luxury here has the unique style of European nobles. Leaning against the window, she can see a dazzling carriage coming this way, which is very difficult to see in China.

She opened the window and took a pleasant breath of the good air here. She fell on the bed and rolled a few times. I think she really blamed her grandfather. She also knew that she had to prepare two rooms. In this way, she didn't have to be harassed by him every night and couldn't sleep! She should thank him well, the old man is.

In the soft bed, blowing cool autumn wind, sleep wake up, this person immediately on the spirit of cool.

"Gululu Tang Wenyang's spit son called, she is really a little hungry.

She got out of bed, put away her luggage, took a bath and changed her clothes. In the mirror, she was natural and fresh.

She opened the door and went out. Looking at the long corridor, she didn't know where Luo Juntian's room was. The castle was bigger than Luo's house. The wall lamp was very dark. The corridor was long and narrow. It was faint. It was a little hairy.

Forget it, there are so many rooms here, and she knows which room he is in. Instead of looking for him, she'd better go downstairs and wait for him!

Fortunately, she has a good memory. She will never forget the way she walked once. She followed the route that the housekeeper took him up at noon and went downstairs. Unlike the corridor upstairs, the light in the hall was so bright that she couldn't open her eyes.

She stood in the hall, unable to see half a figure. She twisted her hands a little nervously, thinking about how to talk with others in English when someone came. Luo Juntian wanted face so much. If she humiliated him, she would not forgive her.

My heart was in a state of panic. A series of leather boots and other objects pounded on the ground. That step sounded slow and steady, confident and leisurely. Is it grandfather?

She pulled her Lavender dress, straightened her back and turned away.

Seeing the person standing in the middle of the hall, she was surprised to see her bright dark eyes.

The boy has dazzling golden hair, green eyes, white skin, beautiful evil spirit, white coat, complex and gorgeous pink shirt with lotus leaf collar, a pair of boots on his feet, crutches in his hands, and aristocratic atmosphere all over his body. He looks down from top to bottom 45 degrees.

To tell you the truth, when she turned around just now, at first glance, she thought Luo Juntian had dyed his blonde hair. After a close look, she knew that it was not. But their looks were at least 70% similar. No doubt, she knew that this man was either his cousin or his cousin. He looked a little more mature than Luo Juntian, so he should be his cousin.

It's just why does he use crutches? Is he lame?

Aranther stares at the little girl standing by the stairs and walks up.

Tang Nuanyang has been thinking about whether he is lame or not. When he left, he found that his legs are good. Strange, why use crutches? The British are strange, too.

"Who are you?" He stopped one meter away, raised the crutch in his hand, gently lifted her chin with the bottom, the voice was magnetic, with a trace of danger, let it spread.

"I am I am... " Tang Nuanyang wants to tell him his name or Luo Juntian's fiancee.

"You came with Juntian? Is that his girlfriend? "

"Ah?" This English sentence is too long, and he talks like a bass, she can't understand it.

"I asked if you were Juntian's girlfriend? Isn't he coming to study abroad? How can I leave you here alone? "

Tang Nuanyang hated her poor English. She didn't understand a word. When she was embarrassed, she could only say hello with a smirk

"Oh, my God, you are a fool, ha ha..." Aranther chuckled in a low voice.

She blushed in embarrassment. People laughed at her, but she didn't know what to say.

On the stairs, there was a cold shout: "aranther, take your crutch off my wife's chin, or I'll chop you up for firewood!"