After the rebirth, the boss is slapping the face every day

Chapter 1552 Don't Call Me Young Master From Now On
Han Luochu hurriedly took the clothes, and then rushed into the bathroom with the clothes at the speed of a [-]-meter race. She didn't have the thick skin to put on clothes in front of the young master. Although she was going to be his woman, it didn't mean she was shameless. will thicken.

She slammed the bathroom door shut with a "bang", she let out a long sigh of relief, her tense nerves also relaxed, there was still water vapor floating in the air, which was much hotter than the temperature outside, just now, she and the young master I took a mandarin duck bath here, so shy.

Her cheeks were swaying like boiling water, she covered her face to death with embarrassment, smiled and twitched in embarrassment, laughing like an idiot.

Oh my god, my god, she and the young master have developed to this point.

What to do, what to do, she is so excited, so excited?
She was surprised and frightened at the same time, completely forgetting that she was here to change clothes, until the man's dissatisfied voice came in from outside.

"Han Luochu, are you a snail? Wearing clothes for so long?"

Han Luochu's heart trembled, and while he hurriedly put on his clothes, he shouted at the top of his throat, "Come here, come here."

After getting dressed quickly, she hurriedly opened the bathroom door and walked out, and saw the man sitting on the big bed at a glance, her heart was beating thumping.

Seeing her timid and shy look, Mo Han raised his eyebrows, then raised his hand and patted the seat beside him, "Come here, sit down."

"Ah?" Han Luochu was scared when she saw the bed now, especially when she saw Mo Han on the bed. She shook her head and asked tremblingly, "Young master, yes, do you have any orders?"

"Are you afraid of me?" The man raised his eyebrows, his eyes flickering.

"No, no." She shook her head hastily, but she lacked the confidence to speak.

"Come here." Mo Han ordered with a cold face.

"Oh." Han Luochu didn't dare to disobey, so he had to walk over, obediently sat down beside him, lowered his head, and rubbed his hands nervously, as docile as a little sheep.

Mo Han looked at her in the middle distance, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and the silhouette of her reflection in the eye sockets also swayed slightly. This cute look made people's hearts soften, and she couldn't help it It was only after he became more considerate that his gloomy face softened, and there was a hint of tenderness in his eyes.

Looking at her wet hair, he took out a hair dryer from behind and plugged it in, "Your hair is wet, if you don't dry it quickly, it's easy to get a fever again."

Han Luochu was startled, and stared at him in shock with his starry eyes slightly open. Is the young master caring about her?

It turned out that the young master told her to sit here just to let her dry her hair. I really didn't expect the indifferent young master to care about people.

It would be a lie to say that she wasn't shocked, but it was more of a surprise. She found that the young master had changed.

"Oh, I see." She hastily stretched out her hand to take it, but was slapped away by the man's big hand.

"I'll come." He said, reaching out to her.

Han Luochu was taken aback by his actions, jumped up reflexively, dodged three steps away, and whispered, "Young master, young master, I can do this kind of thing myself."

She is not used to being served by the young master, it will shorten her life.

Mo Han looked at her cautiously, as if she was afraid of him, and always felt that there was something between them, which made him very uncomfortable.

He frowned, and suddenly ordered, "Don't call me Young Master in the future."

"Ah, what's that called?" Han Luochu was confused, he was her young master, what would he be called if he wasn't called young master?
(End of this chapter)