Chapter 14 Who else does Azhui pretend to be in her heart?

Style: Girl Author: Han JiangxueWords: 1143Update Time: 24/01/18 05:59:43
Jiang Yunzhuo deliberately took Huarong out to make her wet and make her suffer.

Hua Rong declined Li Yi's kindness and stood aside quietly, lowering her presence so as not to make Jiang Yunzhuo unhappy again.

Her body was extremely cold, her head felt as heavy as a thousand pounds, her ears seemed to be blocked by something, and the sounds around her became blurry. But when everyone's eyes were focused on her, Huarong still spoke instinctively. : "This slave was distracted just now. Does the young master have something to ask this slave to do?"

Her cheeks were already burning red, her eyes were a little blurry, and she looked extremely innocent.

Jiang Yunzhuo didn't look at her, leaving her with a cold profile.

Someone in the crowd explained her confusion: "Your young master uses you as a bargaining chip. If he wins, we will each give him a hundred taels. If he loses, you will take off a piece of clothing."

In order to concentrate, Hua Rong bit the tip of her tongue hard, and these words fell into her ears word for word.

Only then did she realize that the people present were looking at her eagerly and directly, waiting for her to take off her clothes with her own hands.

As a slave, your life belongs to your master, so what does it mean to play around?

Huarong was not panicked and scared, her eyes swept over everyone, and said sincerely: "The rules in the house are strict, and those who engage in gambling will have their hands chopped off and driven out of the house. Since the bet is on the slaves, can you let the slaves come to gamble, in case one day later If it is preached, it should be the hands of slaves who chop it."

Everyone could tell that Jiang Yunzhuo didn't like Huarong, but every word Huarong said was in defense of Jiang Yunzhuo.

"Who are you to deserve to sit at this table?"

Jiang Yunzhuo sneered coldly and had no intention of agreeing to Hua Rong. The person who had previously solved Hua Rong's doubts said: "No matter how bad she is, she is still a maid of your Zhongyong uncle's house. I can play with her."

Jiang Yunzhuo usually doesn't go to the gambling table, but he knows everything these people play. In comparison, Huarong looks much easier to win.

No one else had any objections, so the bettor was changed to Huarong.

In order not to appear too bullying, I chose the simplest ratio of rolling dice.

The sleeves were too long and wet, making it very inconvenient to move around. Huarong tucked up the right sleeve, revealing a slender white arm, which was as dazzling as a crisp lotus root.

Near the elbow, a deep red finger mark was faintly revealed.

That was what Jiang Yunzhuo left last night.

You can't get the whole picture, but it makes people think more.

Such a slender arm must be very soft under the palm. A little force will leave marks on the delicate skin, like a brand, and the owner of the arm will cry and beg for mercy.

No wonder her voice was so hoarse.

They were all men, how could Jiang Yunzhu not understand what these people were thinking.

His face immediately sank, he grabbed Huarong's hand and ordered: "Put down your sleeves!"

He deliberately exposed her in the rain to embarrass her, and even used her as a bet to make her take off her clothes in public, but now she wasn't even allowed to show her arms.

Very contradictory.

Huarong didn't argue, and obediently put down her sleeves and started shaking the dice cup, but the others did not take their eyes away from her.

Just now she was standing with her head lowered, deliberately lowering her presence. Everyone only saw her slim figure, but did not see her face clearly, nor did they see the beauty of her chest.

At this moment, she raised her hand and shook the dice cup. She didn't need to deliberately seduce him, she was already charming and charming.

Gulu.

Li Yi couldn't help but swallow, and his breathing became faster.

Jiang Yunzhuo's face turned completely dark. He took off his shirt and threw it to Hua Rong. He gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Put it on for me!"

Huarong put down the dice cup and returned the clothes to Jiang Yunzhuo.

"There is a difference between superiority and inferiority. A slave cannot wear the young master's clothes. Moreover, the gambling game has already begun. This is against the rules."

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