Young Madam Has Multiple Identities

After Su Wan took a shower, she sat on the sofa and watched TV as usual. However, after watching it for two minutes, she felt bored and her surroundings were empty.    

As she scrolled through her Weibo, Su Wan's private message went viral backstage. There was even a private message from Zuo Xiaohan.    

Because they had not paid attention to Zuo Xiaohan until now, the netizens on Weibo did not stop talking. Instead, they became even more serious and gave her a credit card every day.    

Did Young Master Zuo chase after his wife today?    

Every day, he urged on the Compound Card.    

Su Wan,... ""    

This year's batch of netizens was really hard to bring along!    

"Wanwan." Suddenly, a deep and magnetic voice sounded.    

"Ninth Master is back. Have you had dinner?" Su Wan logged out of Weibo and looked at Shi Beisheng.    

"Yes, I have." Hearing that the little girl cared about him, he couldn't help but smile.    

"Is Wanwan waiting for me?"    

"Yes."    

Shi Beisheng took off his suit jacket and saw Su Wan's long hair was still a little moist. He frowned slightly and said, "She took a shower. Why didn't she blow her hair dry?"    

"It will dry naturally in a while." Su Wan combed her long hair and did not mind.    

Shi Beisheng looked at the little girl's seductive actions and his eyes dimmed. He put one hand on the sofa and kissed Su Wan's lips. It was a soft touch like jelly.    

Their breaths lingered. Shi Beisheng could smell the girl's body fragrance mixed with the shower gel on her body.    

After kissing, he let go of Su Wan.    

"Your body is not in a good condition right now. It's best not to seduce me." Shi Beisheng whispered into Su Wan's ear.    

Su Wan's ears suddenly turned red.    

"I did not seduce you." She pouted. It was clearly him who kissed her. "I won't take the blame."    

Su Wan moved to the side.    

"Alright, sit there obediently." Shi Beisheng pressed the little girl on the sofa, turned around, and went to get the dryer.    

"What are you doing?"    

"I need to dry my hair." He turned on the ventilator and gently blew on Su Wan's head. "It's best not to get cold these days. There will be side effects," Su Wan said.    

"You know this too?" Su Wan was a little surprised. "The strange knowledge has increased again."    

"Wanwan's matter, to me, is not strange knowledge." Ever since Su Wan was in her first fashion, he had understood this kind of girl's little knowledge.    

Su Wan had been spoiled and raised in the Shi family's manor for so many years. She ate well and slept comfortably. She had never experienced pain like other little girls.    

"I blew it myself."    

"It's alright."    

The little girl's hair was soft and beautiful. When she was blowing her hair, her fingers were between her black hair, and there seemed to be an ambiguous feeling.    

In the living room, there was only the sound of a hairdryer, buzzing so much that it covered the sound of the television.    

"Ninth Master, Miss, the fruit has been cut." Butler Yang carefully placed the fruit on the coffee table.    

Oh my god!    

Her noble Ninth Master was actually blowing the young lady's hair!    

It was as if he was watching a sweet idol drama...    

"Ninth Master, are you done with your work?"    

"Yes, there is nothing important."    

"Are you sure?" Su Wan pouted. What matter was solved so quickly? "I was busy in the study two days ago."    

"I'm not busy anymore." Shi Beisheng turned to look at her and smiled playfully. "I'll leave you the time of the night."    

Su Wan, "???"    

She felt that Ninth Master was driving again.