On the day of reconciliation, the reborn prostitute turned around and married the tyrant

Chapter 197 Mottled
Rong Ruo was already angry, but when he heard Yuan Zhao's words, he laughed angrily:

"Did you forget your identity?"

Yuan Zhao was taken aback for a moment, and then remembered his current responsibilities, serving A Bai's daily life and eating.

"Master, I have fed Abai today."

She now takes care of Ah Bai more seriously than she takes care of herself. Even with so many things going on today, she has not forgotten to feed Ah Bai.

It's okay that she didn't explain. With this opening, Rong Ruo's anger grew stronger.

This woman even remembered Ah Bai, but she didn't remember to inform him.

If it was a normal day, Yuan Zhao might have noticed something was wrong, but today she drank a lot of wine, and the matter of the Yongning Hou Mansion was settled, she was not sober at this time, and even forgot to treat Rong Ruo What attitude should be used at this time.

She was so sleepy and dizzy, seeing that Rong Ruo didn't speak, she couldn't help but say:

"My lord, do as you please."

With that said, she staggered to the clean room to wash up.

Hearing the sound of water coming from the clean room, Rong Ruo was astonished.

He and Yuan Zhao have been "sleeping in the same bed" for a while, but they both avoid each other when they wash up. He has his own secrets, and Yuan Zhao obviously has taboos.

However, she was so drunk today that she completely forgot about this.

Listening to the sound of water inside, Rongruo felt an inexplicable heat in her body.

Ever since he was poisoned, his body has always been cold, not to mention hot and dry, he didn't have any reaction that a normal man should have.

However, now, he felt a long-lost feeling coming from his body.

The room gradually wafted a scent of flowers accompanied by a touch of wine.

Rongruo's hand gradually tightened.

That woman is seducing him?

This thought flashed through his mind, and he couldn't hide it no matter what.

He slowly closed his eyes, hiding the desire in his eyes.

I don't know when, the sound of water in the clean room stopped for a long time, but Yuan Zhao didn't come out.

Rong Ruo looked up at the clean room, got up and was about to leave, but when he reached the door, he stopped in his tracks.

Finally, he pursed his thin lips and turned around to go to the clean room.

As soon as he entered the inner room, he stopped there.

As he expected, Yuan Zhao was drunk, and she was sleeping soundly in the tub.

Perhaps it was because of drinking alcohol, or because she had been in the bath for a long time, her usually pale face turned slightly blush at this time.

A head of jet-black hair fell on her chest, making her skin whiter and whiter.

Rong Ruo's eyes gradually descended from her red and bright lips to her chin, and as the black hair gradually reached her chest, his breathing became a little short.

Realizing that his body had reacted inappropriately, he suddenly turned his head, showing a trace of irritability and irritation on his face.

He didn't know what he thought of, he turned around and wanted to leave, but after walking a few steps, he turned his head back...

When Yuan Zhao woke up the next day, he only felt that his head was about to split open.

Is this what a hangover feels like?
Yuan Zhao rarely drank so much wine.

She was happy that the matter at the Yongning Marquis Mansion was settled. Plus, this was at the General's Mansion, so she had nothing to worry about. She accidentally drank too much.

She rubbed her head and waited until she felt better, then slowly sat up.

As soon as she got up, she realized that something was wrong with herself.

The body under the thin quilt is not even a thread.

She tried hard to recall but couldn't remember how she got back to bed last night. She vaguely remembered that she seemed to see Rong Ruo last night.

Her expression changed and she quickly shouted:

"Ask the wind."

Hearing the movement, Wenfeng quickly came in.

"You put me in bed last night?"

Yuan Zhao asked.

Wenfeng was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head:

"Miss didn't let anyone serve her last night, she said she was alone."

Yuan Zhao rubbed his head. She remembered this. Wenfeng and Linglong were also very happy to return to the general's mansion, so she gave them a holiday and asked them not to serve.

If it wasn't Wenfeng, then naturally it wasn't Linglong either, so who could it be?
In fact, Yuan Zhao already had a vague guess in her heart, but she couldn't believe it.

At this moment, Wenfeng suddenly said:

"Miss, you..."

Yuan Zhao looked up and saw Wenfeng's face changed drastically. Following her eyes, Yuan Zhao lowered his head and saw only mottled patches on his chest.

Yuan Zhao: "..."

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(End of this chapter)