Quick time villain is sweet and wild

Chapter 981 Marrying the Villain as a Replacement (19)

"When you come back tomorrow, remember to dress up nicely and prepare more gifts."

Zhuang Tang was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that he had to return home on the third day of marriage.

Zhuang Tang touched the tip of his nose, cleared his throat, "Understood, I will let someone prepare it."

Rong Huang responded, and suddenly changed the subject, "Dinner is over, you can go back to your room now."

Zhuang Tang glanced at the direction of the inner room.

The original dark blue quilt turned into a girlish pink, and it was spread arrogantly on the Babu bed that belonged to Zhuang Tang.

Zhuang Tang: "." Live with a smile, if you are too angry, you will really die of anger.

#I force myself to keep smiling#
Zhuang Tang stood up without saying a word, telling Rong Huang to get up early tomorrow, so that he doesn't sleep until the sun is high again.

Rong Huangquan pretended not to hear it, and immediately shut the door behind Zhuang Tang as soon as he went out.

Zhuang Tang's face turned black outside the door, if he hadn't moved quickly, he would have been pinched by the door on his heels.

Zhuang Tang turned his head to look at He Jun who was acting as a wooden stake under the tree not far away, and asked in a deep voice, "Are other couples like this?"

He Jun's lips moved, wanting to say that's not the case, but seeing Shizi's angry expression, thousands of words came to his mouth and turned into a word "um".

Zhuang Tang scoffed, and rolled up his sleeves to reveal a section of his white shirt, "Then those men are useless."

He Jun thought to himself, you are the son of a bitch, other people's families are dominated by men, wives and concubines must obey the words of their husbands, and treat them as imperial decrees.

It's not like Shizi and Shizifei.

The concubine lives in the main room, and the son lives in the side room.

The imperial concubine has a lot of fish and meat, and the eldest son has been hungry for a day and a half.

He Jun remained silent, Zhuang Tang felt bored, went back to the side room, and told He Jun without looking back, "Get some water, I want to take a bath."

Tomorrow is at least the day when Rong Huang returns home, no matter what, he has to dress up handsomely and suavely, so that the woman Rong Huang will look at him with admiration.

Zhuang Tang made up his mind, thought for a while and then ordered, "The kind with petals."

He Jun He Jun slowly put out a question mark.

Aren't flower petal baths only for women?

Sure enough, since the imperial concubine entered the door, the eldest son has been galloping all the way on the road of becoming weaker, and ten horses can't catch up.

But He Jun is a good subordinate, and immediately went to prepare the petal bath after receiving the order.

The flower petal bath is also very good, maybe the imperial concubine will have a good impression of the eldest son because of his fragrance?
Thinking of this, He Jun was full of strength, picked up the bucket and went to fetch water.
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Early the next morning, Rong Huang was woken up by Shui Shui in a daze, lying on the bed for a long time before waking up.

Zhuang Tang, who was still in the side room, got impatient, broke through the door, and strode to Ba Bu's bed.

"My son." He Jun reminded weakly at the door.

Zhuang Tang's natural way He Jun wanted to say something, but waved his hand angrily, "This is the master's room, besides, this woman is the master's concubine, why can't she enter?"

He Jun stared at the bare treetops in the yard, and silently complained in his heart that he guessed that the concubine did not regard the son as her husband at all.

Zhuang Tang, who was standing in the inner room, raised his hand and touched his ears after speaking, feeling a little hot in the base of his ears inexplicably.

Zhuang Tang groaned softly, guessing that it should be due to the previous bowl of bitter medicine that made him feel hot all over.

Zhuang Tang turned his eyes slightly, and looked at Ronghuang on the Babu bed with the quilt sandwiched between his legs, and the legs of the snow-white obscene trousers were pushed up, revealing a greasy white ankle.

(End of this chapter)