"My son, the girl you want is coming!" At this moment, the old bustard brought a group of vulgar girls back.

"Hahaha, not bad, not bad!" Luo Xiaoman grinned, adjusted immediately, took out several gold coins and threw them over, "This is for you."

"Thank you, son!" The old bustard's eyes glowed, and he urged these girls quickly, "Hurry up, greet our little master."

"My son, come and have tea!"

"My son, are you tired? The Nujia squeezes your shoulders for you."

"My son, the slave family will beat your leg."

For a while, the girls leaned on Luo Xiaoman's side, all kinds of ingratiation, and they squeezed Mo Yuan aside.

Mo Yuan's face sank as he resisted the urge to kill, but for the sake of Xiao Man's plan, he silently stood aside and acted as a conscientious bodyguard.

"Haha, Miss Sister, you look so good-looking!" Luo Xiaoman opened his bow from left to right, hugged one at the same time, posing as a dude.

This scene happened to be seen by Ji Wuya who was relying on the railing on the second floor.

He couldn't help but curled his lips, and said contemptuously: "Which little kid is this who comes to such a place to have fun? But, how come you look familiar?"

Ji Wuya frowned. Although it was the first time he saw this young man, there was always a familiar feeling in his heart.

"The second prince is here!!" At this moment, a loud shout rang, interrupting Ji Wuya's thinking.

At the same time, the people in the Yihong Courtyard all looked at the door, showing different expressions one by one.

But most of them are divided into two expressions, the male face is resentful, and the female face is fiery.

"Hahaha, today, the whole audience is spending, my prince!!"

No one sees, the sound comes first.

In the next moment, Zhu Yan walked into Yihongyuan with her arms around a girl.

Compared with the previous image, he looked decadent and sloppy, with only erosion and haze in his eyes.

"Second prince, the slave family has been waiting for you for a long time! Today, you must spend time with others!"

"Hahaha, don't worry, none of you want to stand and go out tonight!"

"Ah~~~"

Many girls screamed shyly.

"Mr. Fang, reward!"

"Yes!"

Fang Zhong nodded, then took out a bag of gold coins and threw them toward everyone.

Suddenly, many girls swarmed up, vying for these gold coins.

Seeing Zhu Yan so depraved and sloppy, Luo Xiaoman propped his chin with his right hand, and tapped the tip of his left finger on the table.

Hey, second prince, if you pretend, then you look a lot like it.

"My son, come and eat grapes."

"Ah~~"

Luo Xiaoman opened his mouth subconsciously, and suddenly reached out with one hand, grabbing grapes from the young lady's hand.

"I come!"

The young lady was taken aback, and looked at the dark-faced man with a goatee with a surprised look.

what's the situation?

Regardless of the situation, Mo Yuan sat down straight and put the grapes into Luo Xiaoman's mouth.

The girls around shuddered, feeling that this picture is so imaginative, is it possible that this wretched man has that kind of idea about the son?

Luo Xiaoman didn't care, she was eating the fruit that Mo Yuan fed over, while thinking about how to test Zhu Yan's true or false.

"Right!" Suddenly, her eyes lit up and she looked at Ji Wuya's side.

Ji Wuya just met her sly gaze, and couldn't help but shiver. What's the matter with this little guy? Is he really that?

Cut, it's better to go back to the private room and drink! He curled his lips and walked back to his private room.