Young Master's Temperament

  Li Wan restaurant is not that kind of luxurious restaurant, it's affordable and meets ordinary needs. I thought Ba Wang was used to high-end things and was worried he would be disdainful! He ordered a few dishes with ease and started eating with his head down, this Ba Wang didn't have the usual arrogant air about him. I looked up at him with a straight gaze, honestly speaking, he's quite good-looking, thick eyebrows, big eyes, high nose bridge.

  I just took a glance and shifted my attention to the duck feet, for me it doesn't matter what the king looks like or has nothing to do with me, filling my stomach is more practical.

  After lunch, we returned to the Xiaobailou. As soon as we got back, Bawang went into the bathroom and asked me to help him wipe his back. When I helped him take off his clothes, I smelled a woman's scent on him that didn't belong to me. There was no woman by Bawang's side, but he would never be short of women.

  Because of last time's experience, I increased the force to help him wipe his back. His back had several scratch marks, obviously a woman's fingernails at work. I couldn't help but admire that woman's boldness, daring to scratch the tyrant. It's said many men like this kind of uninhibited woman. The tyrant suddenly turned around, his dark and large eyes staring at me fiercely, scolding me for thinking of scrubbing off another layer of skin. Neither heavy nor light, it was simply the young master's finicky temper.

  He got out of the bathtub, pulled me over and pressed against the glass from behind. I didn't like this posture at all, it reminded me of the two dogs in front of my house. However, according to Chen Sang, men seem to like this posture, perhaps it gives them a sense of control and possessiveness that they desire.

  He dragged me and threw me on the Simmons, and then he did it again. I was obviously sleep-deprived and my physical strength couldn't keep up with him, and my rhythm was slower than his. After he finished, I lay weakly on the bed, unable to move anymore.

  The tyrant can't eat his fill, and his temper has grown worse. He grumbles discontentedly about what you're eating, and with a couple of breaths, he's on the verge of collapse - it's so unimpressive. I wanted to correct him that "奄奄一息" describes weak breathing and a life in danger. But looking at his expression, which seems ready to strangle me to death at any moment, I'd better keep my mouth shut and say nothing.

  He scolded a few words, lifted the quilt to cover his body and said sleep, I let out a breath, closed my eyes, and unknowingly fell asleep due to exhaustion.

  I don't know how long I slept, but when I opened my eyes, the sky had turned gray. I glanced at the clock on the bedside table and it was already 7 o'clock. Ba Wang was still lying in bed, his sleeping posture was very bad, consistent with his overbearing personality, his hands were spread out, his body was stretched out like a big character, almost occupying the entire large bed, I was squeezed into one corner of the bed, if I turned over, I would fall off.

  I walked out of the bathroom, and Bawang also woke up. I don't know if he was woken up by my movement or not. He asked me what time it was. All he had to do was turn his head to see the clock, why did he ask me? People are helpless when they're in a superior position! I could only walk forward and take a look at the clock to tell him it was 7:30. He suddenly jumped up from above, his tone rising as he blamed me for not waking him up.

  He didn't even tell me to wake him up. With his temper, even if I had ten times the courage, I wouldn't dare to wake him up on my own initiative, that's no different from pulling a tiger's teeth.

  He saw me standing still, raised his eyebrows and shouted loudly "Has your brain been flooded? Stupidly standing there, quickly get my suit for me. I had no idea where he put his suit, after finishing speaking, he ran into the bathroom.

  I opened the wardrobe in my bedroom, and all I saw were pajamas and bathrobes, not a single suit. Out of the bedroom, I opened the door to the room on the left, and finally saw rows of suits and shirts. I quickly grabbed a white shirt and handed the black suit to Bawang.