C173 Why is my woman so beautiful 7

It was a weekend, and An Xin was still thinking about sleeping lazily when someone knocked on her bedroom door.

"Miss An, Miss An."

An Xin pretended not to hear as she reached out to pull the blanket to cover her ears.

"Miss An, are you awake?" It's nine o'clock. " Tinch stood outside the door, knocking and asking.

"Butler Ding, rest today." It meant that he didn't have to work today, so he covered his head up after he finished shouting.

"I know, but Young Master arranged for Miss An's weekly tea ceremony. Teacher An has arrived. Young Master will also be back to accompany you to learn. " Tinch stood there, explaining to the door.

An Xin heard the word 'tea ceremony' and abruptly sat up on the bed, her eyes wide with sleepiness. Was this palace saint for real? The information that he had just allowed her to browse through yesterday, yet today, he was here as a teacher?

Finished. Finished. She scratched her head, "Erm, Steward Ding, tell the palace saint that I'm not feeling well. Can you tell me another day?"

"No." The cold voice of the palace saint sounded out with a 'kacha' sound.

An Xin was so scared that she shrunk backwards, "Palace Sage, I'm not feeling well, why don't we start learning again tomorrow?"

"Put it on yourself and go downstairs. I'll help you put it on." There was a video conference in the morning with the Americans. Because today, Chu Qing had gone on a business trip to the United States for a month.

So he got up early, ran a shower, and had a meeting. Even though it was already 9 PM on the other side, the managers had no choice but to stay at the company to wait for this important video conference.

This sort of thing had never happened before.

And the reason why the president of the palace ran away was because of this person who was still unwilling to get out of bed.

"I, I'll dress myself and go downstairs." An Xin rolled her eyes at him. "You can leave first."

"I'm afraid that you won't be able to properly wear it, so let me help you." As he spoke, he closed the door and strode towards An Xin.

An Xin clenched her teeth, threw off her blanket, and jumped off the bed. She ran to the wardrobe to find some clothes. "I will wear them properly, then you can wait here for a while. I'll go into the cloakroom and change my clothes before coming out."

"Hey, Gong Sheng, what are you doing?" An Xin picked up a dress and was about to run away, but she didn't expect the palace saint's big hands to directly pull the back of her pajamas onto his body.

"Help, you, change, dress." The corner of Gong Sheng's mouth raised slightly, his hand had already started to move.

In just a few moments, he had stripped her of her clothes.

"Hands, where are you going to touch?" He calmed himself down and growled.

Gong Sheng's lazy voice carried a hint of weakness, "You did it on your own. I can't control it."

"Hey, Sage Gong, don't touch that place." An Xin trembled as she called for him to stop.

"Well, just touch it here." The hand that was originally on her chest immediately moved at a rapid speed, moving towards one of her sensitive areas.

"Gongsheng, the tea ceremony teacher is still waiting for you below. Don't make a fuss." An Xin really wanted to cry, but in front of this man, she really couldn't cry even if she wanted to.

"It's fine. We've already waited for so long, so it's fine if we wait a little longer. At worst, I'll just give us a raise." Someone spoke with confidence.

"You grandpa, Gong Sheng, you are simply not a human being." She had slept late last night, all thanks to this man, and since the doctor had told his she was all right, she had returned to his life without restraint.

"My lord is here. He said he wants your family to eat him." After Gong Sheng finished speaking, he picked her up and threw her onto the bed.