The light golden champagne liquid was immediately dyed with white gauze and dripped onto the ground from the hem of the skirt.

No matter how gorgeous the fairy skirt is, it is all the dreams and becomes in a mess at this moment.

When the little girl saw her in trouble, she spit out her pink and tender tongue and slipped away immediately - she was a child anyway, and adults would never care about her.

A hint of pleasure flashed in Shen Bingbing's eyes, but she apologized in panic, "What should I do? Sister Chen, your skirt..."

Feng Hua's red lips curled up a cool curve slightly and said, "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter."

Tsk.

This little princess of the Shen family is so cute, isn’t it just a shirt?

It’s a pity that this skirt has suffered this unpredictable disaster.

Feng Huaying pinched the hem of her skirt with her fingertips, and her delicate and slender eyebrows were slightly furnished.

At this time, the boy suddenly lowered his body and knelt on one knee in front of the girl.

It's like a marriage proposal - if he was holding not a white handkerchief, but a diamond ring.

Everyone was slightly uproared.

Unexpectedly, Young Master Su was as noble as his identity, and he was willing to wipe the hem of a woman's skirt in public.

The white gauze was dyed with light golden champagne liquid, and it was ticking and sticky to the girl's smooth and white calves.

The boy lowered his head slightly, and his beautiful golden hair drooped lightly, covering his delicate eyebrows and eyes.

Her fair and slender fingers lifted up the hem of the skirt, clean and white handkerchief, and gently wiped off the girl's legs and the wine between the hem of the skirt...

The movements are gentle and serious, and the unique elegance of the nobles flows through the fingertips.

The boy stood up only when the hem of the skirt finally stopped falling down.

There was no trace of embarrassment in his expression, as if he had just done something insignificant and was not worth mentioning at all.

I had no idea what kind of severe impact this scene had on everyone's eyes.

After Su Mo folded the handkerchief neatly, he didn't care whether it was clean or not, and put it directly into his pocket. He frowned slightly and said, "The color cannot be wiped clean."

He doesn't feel sorry for his skirt, even if it's covered with diamonds.

But how could he make her so embarrassed in the room with a fragrant dress?

Shen Bingbing held back the shock and jealousy in her beautiful eyes, lowered her eyelashes, bit her light pink cherry-like lips, and said, "Sister Chen Hua, I'm so sorry, why not... You go back to the room with me, Bingbing finds another dress for you to change this dirty one?"

As she said, seeing Fenghua did not respond, she quickly explained: "Don't worry, the dresses are all new and I have not worn them."

Fenghua's beautiful bright eyes narrowed slightly, and she smiled in a very beautiful and meaningful way, "Ms. Chen is kind, how can I push it?"

Shen Bingbing let out a breath in her heart. She clenched her slender hands slightly loosened because of her nervousness. Her delicate crystal nails left a crescent mark on her palms.

She smiled, "Sister Chen Hua, come with me."

...

Chen Yu, the person who auctioned the original owner Chen Yu back in his previous life and tortured to death.

Of course, Chen Yu would not do such a stupid thing as banning female slaves and raising them in the Shen family.

The original owner Chen Fu later learned that Chen Yu was the illegitimate son of the Shen family.

He was depressed and greedy for the power of the Shen family, but because of his childhood experience in the slums, he hated the Shen family.

Chen Huan, but because his surname happened to be Chen, he was angry with his distorted mentality and cruelly torture.

Fenghua's goal in this trip is him.
Chapter completed!