Master Is Pregnant Chapter 6: Why Is It You Again?

I supposed the guy was thinking somewhat the same, annoyed and disgusted. He patted his luxury cloths. His knitted brows could even squeeze the flies. A rich guy like he had probably never been so embarra.s.sed in his life. Thinking about that, I felt a little bit better as there was no embarra.s.sing situation I hadn’t been. I said generously with the corner of my mouth twitched, “It’s ok! I don’t want to quarrel with you. You are in a such hurry. Go to pee quickly.”

I immediately realized my stupidity as my last word fell. He raised his head and gave me an angry stare which was soon replaced by shock.

He stepped forward and shouted, “It’s you!”

I took a step back, “I don’t know you!”

He then narrowed his eyes as if trying to get a clearer view of my face, “Who are you?”

“Who am I?” I covered my face involuntarily and wondered if he was one of my lovers when I was young.

He staggered forward and said in a quivering voice, “You are her. No! You are not...”

I curled my lips. Probably I shall pa.s.s him a flower for counting the petals to decide whether I was ‘her’ or not.

He had a pretty face. Pity that he didn’t have a normal mind.

This was not quite a good place to stay. I was just about to run away when he already grabbed my sleeve. But somehow, he let me go. Now come to think of it, the reason might be he really wanted to pee at that moment.

Getting out from the outhouse, I ran in the direction where I came before. But I didn’t see the two ladies came with me after a long run. My heart skipped a beat when I saw clearly the strange place I was in: Oops! I got the wrong direction.

I was in the back door of the Pleasure-Boat with the performing stage for the beauties.

I crouched down and walked on the backstage. I heard the singing from the beauties also the cheers from the males from time to time. What would you do when a great opportunity popped right in front of you after you had just made up your mind to dine and dash? I was actually struggling about what to do. This feeling was like I had stealthily eaten ten greasy chicken, but Master s.h.i.+fu didn’t sigh, Tao Er wasn’t angry, Tang San and Qiao Si behaved like nothing had happened, and Yan Wu was still smiling. Should that be the case, I the Master would be extremely frustrated as if being abandoned by them. Yan Wu had once sneered, “You are b.i.t.c.hy.”

His words did make sense. Right to the point.

Then a voice scared the wits out of me when I was struggling about where I should go.

“Why isn’t Bro Fang back yet?” His deep voice like the scented wine stirred my mind.

“He must have been fascinated by some beauty on his way.” Another salacious and old voice said before he laughed lecherously. I got goose b.u.mps all over.

Like the proverb, “The person who lives with the cripples learns to limp.” Tao Er spent all the time with the sc.u.mbags. I was not able to save him.

I shook my head sadly then heard the sound like the chair rubbing on the floor before the pleasing voice said, “Excuse me for a moment, I need to have a look.”

Oh No!

I quickly glanced at the Boat layout and noticed that here was the only path for him to go to the outhouse. It was an open corridor without any coverage. The only place to hide was the wing-rooms on both sides. However, someone might be having s.e.x there!

I was depressed and troubled, I pulled my hair and scratched the wall.

I looked around. I had no time to think about that. I rushed into one of the rooms. I was thrown out straightway to the middle of the corridor.

Once again, my b.u.t.t kissed the ground like the goose landed on the sandy beach.

A pair of black boots came into view. Only my Tao Er liked this fancy style. It was said that it could highlight his status of a refined merchant. I said, bulls.h.i.+t! Even the gilded chamber pot cannot change its essence.

Yan Wu claimed I was not a grateful guy; he was right. Tao Er, the Chief of the Martial Underworld, the owner of Baihong Heights used to roam freely around the world with his sword, but now he became a merchant for supporting the family. Whose family he was raising? Yeah, mine.

“It’s you?” his voice slightly raised, which indicated he was surprised and annoyed.

“It’s not me!” I covered my face firmly and said.

“Not you?! Then who it is?” He sneered coldly.

“Anyone but me!" I buried my head without any guts. Then I was lifted up by the collar and was forced to look at his eyes.

If we both stood on the ground, then my head could only touch his chest. Well, I was like twenty centimeters off the ground now I guess.

I shook my feet, spreading an ingratiatory smile. He smiled back and his eyebrows were slightly raised, while his eyes were squinting to me dangerously.

Uh...

I smelled some danger. A thunderbolt struck my head again. (I was not good at metaphor...) I shook my body, mustering up my courage till the imposing spirit of a tiger generated within me. Controlling my breath to my Dan Tian (lower belly), I shouted at him with a cold voice, “Tao Er! I’m here to catch your adultery. But you hung out in the Pleasure-Boat without telling me.” I saw the flicker in his eyes. He looked at me with some amus.e.m.e.nt and just answered me in a protracted voice, “Really?”

“Catching the adultery on the act or bed? What did you find here?” He asked me.

I replied him seriously, "Tao Er, you had the criminal motives and conditions. I was afraid that you can't resist the temptation and might be misguided, so I came here to persuade you to be a good man.”

He brought me closer, frowned and pushed me farther: "Where have you been? There is a strange smell on you."

I giggled, “The Man’s Smell.”

It was difficult for the person who didn’t witness the drama with me to understand my meaningful words. Even someone smart as Tao Er couldn’t figure out the strange twists and turns happened to me. So he just picked his eyebrows with a puzzled face, his gaze moving, making it hard for me to fathom what he was thinking.

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But insiders appeared soon, "Tao Qing..."

The moment these two words were heard, I was thrown into the nearby wing-room. A strong man half-undressed saw me and wailed, "Why is it you again?