After the divorce, I was haunted by the sickly fifth master

Rong Wuye took off his black coat.

In fact, it is not without benefit to let her pretend to be Bai Yueguang's substitute.

Just like now, he has an upright identity to pick up food for her.

but……

Rong Wuye looked at his right hand distressedly.

At this moment, the right hand is already tied with a plaster, which is difficult to use.

I can't even hold my chopsticks steady.

Rong Wuye was holding the chopsticks. He felt a little anxious while holding them. He was so anxious that he threw the chopsticks out.

Nanhuang looked up at him.

He was wearing a velvet shirt. The sleeves of the shirt were rolled up for the plaster cast. After taking off his coat, he also unbuttoned a few buttons on the shirt.

The usual abstinence no longer exists, and there is now a bit more of a romantic and perverse attitude.

Everyone calls him Fifth Master, but in fact he doesn't look much older than her.

He must be two or three years older at most.

I don't know what method he used to win over so many people's hearts and make everyone in Z country call him "Fifth Master".

Except her.

He seemed to prefer her calling him crazy.

Overall, he is a very strange man.

Nanhuang glanced at the pair of chopsticks that had been thrown aside, and then glanced at the arm that was in plaster. She suddenly wanted to laugh.

Thinking that he was injured while trying to save her life, I felt like I was heartless when I smiled like this.

So, she suppressed her smile in her heart, and then gave him a piece of braised pork ribs.

Rong Wuye was annoyed when suddenly there was a piece of ribs in the bowl. He was stunned for a moment and realized that it was from Nanhuang, so a light flashed in his eyes.

He wanted to pick up the chopsticks again, but after trying, he simply switched to his left hand.

After getting used to it with my left hand, I was able to eat with chopsticks soon.

Not long after, Nanhuang gave him another piece of fish and said, "Eat it, take some calcium."

Rong Wuye raised his head.

When he is quiet, his face is indescribably good-looking. The outline is deep and handsome.

He lowered his head, looked at the food in the bowl seriously, and frowned again. That inexplicable concentration made Nanhuang stare at him for two or three seconds.

Then, Nanhuang looked away.

"I'll help you cut your clothes later," she said.

"Take off your clothes?" Mr. Rong Wu raised his head and looked at her, "Little one, do you want to help me take off my clothes?"

"..."

He is so good-looking, why did he have a mouth?

Nanhuang said calmly: "Your arm is in a plaster, and this shirt has no elasticity. Can you take it off by yourself? I'll cut it open for you with scissors later."

Rong Wuye pursed his lips slightly, raised the corners of his lips, stared at her with his dark eyes for a moment, and then said a meaningful "Oh."

"The little thing wants to tear off my clothes."

"Shut up." Nanhuang took a few mouthfuls of rice and said, "Take it off yourself!"

Looking at Nanhuang's deflated appearance, Rong Wuye felt that the use of his left hand became smoother and smoother, and the food in the bowl became more and more fragrant.

Well, the cook can get a little extra salary today.

"I'm just thinking, where can you tear one piece of clothing? Get a few more." As he spoke, Rong Wuye raised his head and said to Yang Bo: "Last time, what famous designer and hundreds of people hand-sewn it? Bring me that piece of clothing!"

Nanhuang's back teeth also became sore. "...Shut up. Eat yours!"

After finishing her meal, Nanhuang went back to her room. After checking that all the surveillance cameras in the room and bathroom were removed, she took a relaxing bath. When she got out of the bathroom, she saw the man sitting on the red leather sofa in her room. superior.

The man was as unrestrained and unrestrained as before, sitting with his long legs crossed casually, lazily and carelessly. He had a plaster hanging in one hand, and rolled up his shirt sleeve a few times in the other hand. He held his mobile phone and looked at it carefully. Frowning slightly.

This expression...

Nanhuang stared at it twice more.

"What are you doing?" Nanhuang stepped forward.

The man raised his head, glanced at her for two seconds, and then hurriedly lowered his head.

After there was no surveillance, Nanhuang was obviously much more relaxed in the room. Steam was evaporating slightly from her young and elastic body just after taking a bath. The burgundy high-end silk pajamas fit her skin, and her milky white skin was It makes it more mellow.

"I'm waiting for you to cut my clothes." The man's slender legs shook and he pointed in a direction, "The scissors are over there. If you don't cut my clothes, I won't be able to take a shower."

Nanhuang looked over and saw a pair of high-end tailoring scissors lying on a piece of red cloth.

It seems that cutting clothes has also become a ritual.

He took the heavy pair of scissors and walked over. When she got closer, the man raised his head to look at her.

"You're playing chess." Nanhuang glanced at his phone curiously.

The Go she played was the same net she usually used to play chess.

"New ID?"

"Yes." Rong Wuye answered frankly.

He watched her playing chess online on the surveillance camera, and wanted to try playing chess online.

It's very good, you can play it with one hand.

Nanhuang glanced at his ID, Fifth Master. It's really simple and easy to remember.

"You and I are in the same zone, and I will pull you together from now on." Nanhuang said.

"Okay." Rong Wuye smiled. He stretched out his right hand to her, and with a look in his eyes, he motioned for her to take action.

"You're so generous, and you're not afraid of my scissors piercing you directly?" Nanhuang said.

Rong Wuye frowned again, as if he was thinking seriously. He said seriously: "That's not good. I'm afraid of pain. Maybe I'll cry."

puff.

Will he cry? He broke a bone and didn't even frown.

Afterwards, Rong Wuye seemed to be thinking seriously. He seemed to have thought of something, and his expression was a little dull.

"..." For some reason, Nanhuang didn't want to laugh.

"I'm just teasing you. If you don't move, I won't hurt you."

In order to cut his clothes, Nanhuang got very close, and the milky white piece directly hit the man's line of sight, the delicate skin, the slender neck, and looked down the delicate collarbone...

The man's Adam's apple rolled up and down.

"It's cut." After the cut, Nanhuang was a little confused. She looked up and saw the man staring at her deeply.

"Is your shirt expensive?" Nanhuang immediately lowered his head.

After cutting it, I realized it was too late.

The man curled his lips and smiled, turning back. "Of course it won't be cheap. Do you want to pay it back?"

Nanhuang didn't want to talk to him anymore.

Rong Wuye stood up and began to take off the torn shirt in front of Nanhuang.

In her closed room, an adult, extremely charming, and extremely aggressive man was taking off his shirt.

This really aroused Nanhuang's vigilance.

"what are you doing?!"

Rong Wuye lowered his head, stared at her seriously, and finally raised his thin lips.

"Now in this villa, the bathroom in your room is not under surveillance. I'll take a shower here."

Nanhuang opened his mouth to argue.

Unexpectedly, Master Rong Wu leaned forward slightly, and his deep voice hit her ears. "After all, the surveillance of the vineyard is under the control of the eldest lady. What if the eldest lady wants to watch me take a shower? I am not a man who wants others to watch me take a shower."

"..." Nanhuang was speechless.