The Fake Young Master Just Want to Win Glory for the Country

Chapter 52: He Can't

Chapter 52: He Can't

Wang Miao's voice was so loud that Shu Yue in the kitchen also heard it. She didn't take off her apron and walked to the bedroom door with a kitchen knife in her hand.

After seeing the scene inside, Shu Yue's pupils shrank, and she subconsciously clenched the kitchen knife that was glowing with cold light in her hand.

"Mom, Wang Miao, why are you here?"

Xu Xizhou was still a little cloudy, he scratched his hair, and suddenly realized that he was a little cold. When he looked down, he realized that he was naked.

Zhuang Jingchun, who was next to him, also sat up at this time. He was wearing a nightgown and his clothes were messy. The lips that Xu Xizhou bited last night were still a little red and swollen.

Anyone who sees this scene will think that the two of them did something unspeakable last night.

"Aunt Shu, don't be impulsive! Don't be impulsive!" Wang Miao watched Shu Yue walk in with a kitchen knife in her hands, her expression a little flustered, and she hurriedly grabbed her arm.

"They were originally a couple, young, hot-blooded, that's normal, right?"

Shu Yue glanced at him sideways, her beautiful eyebrows were cold.

Wang Miao's heart shrank, and she quickly let go of her hand and laughed dryly.

"Please."

"Mom, you misunderstood, we are really nothing."

Xu Xizhou didn't know why he wanted to explain. Seeing his mother coming in with a kitchen knife, he didn't have any other thoughts for a while. Anyway, the explanation was right.

"I drank too much alcohol last night and didn't pay attention, so I fell asleep. It's not what you think. We have a very pure relationship. It's just sleeping together, just sleeping."

Xu Xizhou said with a crackle, and suddenly, something was covering him with a heavy weight on his shoulders. It was Zhuang Jingchun, who was beside him, who wrapped him in a blanket.

"You rest well, I'll explain."

Zhuang Jingchun put on his glasses, put on his coat and got out of bed. He glanced at the kitchen knife in Shu Yue's hand, and his eyes fell on Shu Yue's face.

"Auntie, I can assure you that I never did anything wrong to Xiaozhou."

Shu Yue gritted her teeth and clenched the kitchen knife in her hand, "Come with me to the study."

Turn around and go.

Seeing that the two entered the study together and the door was closed, Wang Miao patted her chest and let out a long breath.

He leaned over to the bed, looked at Xu Xizhou, and sighed for a while, his expression was like that of an old father whose cabbage was raised at home by a pig.

"No wonder, I just said why you didn't sleep in the hotel, it turned out that you were in a hurry to go back to the apartment to do this kind of thing. Xu Xizhou, why don't you tell me? Keep us all hidden, like what?!"

Xu Xizhou frowned, got out of bed wrapped in a blanket, and found long sleeves and a coat in the closet to put on.After zipping his coat, he turned to look at Wang Miao.

"Don't talk nonsense, I have nothing to do with Zhuang Jingchun."

"You lied to the ghost. Look at your mouth for yourself. It's so red that it looks like it's been ravaged and ravaged."