Chapter 332

Soon it was dinner time, and everyone began to eat around a table.

Zhang heting and Mo Feifei sit on both sides of Wang Fan. They are very attentive, holding dishes for Wang Fan, which makes Wang Fan feel embarrassed.

Jiangbeirou also wants to be next to Wang Fan, but she is not as cheeky as Zhang heting, and she really can't bear to give Wang Fan a gallant meal.

Looking at this scene, master Huo's anger expanded.

Nima, this should be his treatment. Why should he be king.

He hated Wang Fan even more.

Wang Fan looked at Zhang heting's gallant manner, but at the same time, he gave up the idea of playing with other people's feelings and stealing the green leaves.

It's not good to play with other people's feelings. Anyway, he's already living in Zhangjia. Let's play it by ear.

If you don't get the hundred year green leaves in the end, you can only say that the hundred year green leaves have no chance with him.

Ah, people who attach importance to feelings are really not suitable for practicing martial arts.

After dinner, Zhang Beicheng arranged Wang Fan and Mo Feifei on the second floor of the villa.

Mr. Huo and others are on the first floor of the villa.

Wang Fan originally wanted two rooms, but he was afraid that Zhang heting would come in the middle of the night, so he didn't say it at last.

"This bed is much bigger than your one. It seems that we don't have to make the floor." In the room, Wang Fan looked at the huge round bed and joked.

"Well. Wang Shao, you wait. I'm going to give you foot lotion. " Mo Feifei snickered and ran out.

How about foot lotion?

Wang fan is a little speechless.

How do you feel like you've become a villain in an instant?

Before he could speak, Murphy had already brought a basin of water.

There is hot water in the room, which is very convenient.

"Feifei, you don't have to. We are friends. How can I let you wash your feet?" Wang Fan quickly rejected the good intentions of Mo Feifei.

"Wang Shao, if you treat me as a friend, don't refuse me to wash your feet. I know I'm not worthy of you, and I won't ask for anything. I just want to wash your feet and repay you for your kindness. Can't you even satisfy me with this wish? "

Mo Feifei's eyes suddenly turned red, almost sobbing.

Wang fan is the first two. When did he become so charming? It's the hardest thing to suffer from.

"All right." He can only nod.

"Thank you, Wang Shao." Mo gently and happily wiped his nose and quickly washed it for Wang Fan. She washes very slowly, is also very earnest, the facial expression is very attentive.

As soon as Wang Fan lowered his head, he saw the scenery he shouldn't have seen.

The snow-white deeply stimulated his eyes, looked at it, quickly turned it away, and then secretly looked at it for a second time. I can't help it.

Mo Wenwen, a servant of Zhang Jia, wears plain clothes at work. Because he didn't have time to change clothes, this is typical of the village girl's dress.

The village girl's appearance is not inferior to that of a star. In addition to the way she washes Wang Fan's feet now, and the snow-white, it's hard for Wang fan not to think about it.

"Wang Shao, is the water temperature OK, is the strength appropriate, and do you feel comfortable? I've learned massage before, but I haven't done it. "

Mo Feifei asked while holding Wang Fan's feet and rubbing them gently.

"Ha ha, that's great, Feifei. I think you'd better go back and give me a massage. I'll also experience the feeling of a fork."

Wang Fan couldn't help laughing.

The first is to ease the embarrassing atmosphere. The second is to make a joke to make moffeifei happy. Don't always feel inferior and negative.

"Really, I do." Mo Feifei is really, "Wang Shao, or I'll give you a massage later? You've been tired all day. I'll press it for you to relieve your fatigue. "

Wang fan is a little depressed. How can this child be so honest.

Just see Mo Feifei that happy appearance, he really can't bear to refuse, if this refuse, isn't it hurt a pure heart?

After washing his feet, Wang Fan fell down on the bed. Mofeifei poured out the foot washing water and began to give Wang Fan a serious massage.

At first, she was a little nervous, but gradually she got better.

That pair of slender skillful hands constantly knead on Wang Fan's back, the strength is moderate, and the acupoints can also be pressed in place.

From Wang Fan's professional point of view, there are basically no flaws.

Wang Fan lay down on the bed and squinted comfortably.

No wonder those rich people like to enjoy it, and those young and old people like to use maids. NIMA, he can't bear this feeling.

Outside, Zhang heting came three times and Jiang beirou came twice.

Both of them saw the scene of Mo gentleness washing and massaging Wang Fan's feet.

Jiangbei blushed and ran away after a few eyes.

Zhang heting's heart is indignant, very bad taste. Wang Fan would rather have a servant than her, which made her feel unfair.Just thinking that Mo Feifei is Wang Fan's "girlfriend", she can only stamp her feet angrily, but she can't say anything.

"Tingting, what are you doing here? It's still early now. Let's go out and have a look at the night scenery."

Master Huo came up with a face and said to Zhang heting.

After dressing, his face was not so swollen, but it was slightly red. If you don't look carefully, you can't see anything different.

"Sorry, I'm sleepy. I'm going to have a rest." Zhang heting frowned, but she didn't dare to say too much. She turned her waist and buttocks and went back to the room.

"Damn it." Mr. Huo looked at Zhang heting's swinging hips and clenched his fist. There was an evil light in his eyes.

He went to the place where Zhang heting used to be and looked at Wang Fan's room. He immediately saw a scene that made him spit fire.

Mo Feifei is giving Wang Fan a gentle massage.

"What the hell Mr. Huo is jealous and crazy, but he doesn't dare to offend Wang Fan. He bites his teeth and goes to Zhang heting's room with resentment.

He is the master of the day after tomorrow. Why doesn't he have a woman to accompany him? What to say tonight, he's going to do Zhang heting, see if she dares to shake her face.

Mr. Huo believed that even if he did Zhang heting, Zhang's people would not dare to fart more.

"Mr. Huo, how did you come to my room? What are you doing?" Zhang heting saw Huo Gongzi come in, immediately stood up, eyes full of disgust.

"What are you doing, of course! You smelly bitch, you're shameless. I'm lucky to see you. Don't you come here and kneel down? "

Master Huo closed the door and locked it with a click, revealing his nature thoroughly. Especially looking at Zhang heting's disgusting eyes, his heart is a little crazy.

In a rage!

"I tell you, don't mess around, or I'll shout." Zhang heting's face turned pale, and she took out her bayonet and laid it in front of her.

"where were you when I was insulted by the curtain in the afternoon? Did you come forward to help me? At that time, you were like a grandson, even if you didn't dare to fart, and you said something to let him play. Even if I die, I won't follow you. "

Huo Gongzi heard that Zhang heting picked up his scar, and his face immediately became ferocious. "Damn, I would rather die than follow me. I want to see if you dare not follow me!"

"I'll do you tonight. No one can stop me. Even if Zhang Beicheng comes, I'll do you!"

"Don't you like that Wang? I'm not sure if I'm ready to go to bed. But you don't want to look at it. Can people look at you? Cheap

Huo childe said with a grim smile, and directly jumped at Zhang heting.

Zhang heting was stabbed in the scar, and her eyes suddenly darkened.

Yeah, is she really that cheap?