Quick Transmigration: Targeted by the Boss

The good mood that came out today is gone, Ye Shaoxuan is ready to go back.

After taking two steps, he suddenly stopped and looked down at his body: "Is this young master really thin?"

Another relatively chunky follower, Xiao Liu, said quickly, "Young Master is not thin, he is very strong."

Ye Shaoxuan sank his face instantly, and slammed him out with a wave of his hand: "You dare to perfunctory me?"

"You should know the consequences of lying to me."

"Young master, spare your life, the little one is not intentional, the little one is..." Xiao Liu didn't expect his flattery to hit the horse's leg, and wanted to cry a little.

Isn't this also to make the young master happy?

Xiao Wu gave him a wink and told him to shut his mouth quickly, and then bowed to the young master: "Young master, you are very strong, and your figure is better than other men, whether it is your appearance or family background, you are in Jianghu. You are the best, otherwise, there would not be so many women who like you, but..."

"But what?" Ye Shaoxuan stared at him with deep eyes, as if he wanted him to look good if he didn't say something.

Xiao Wu calmed down secretly, and continued to explain in an orderly manner: "But as the saying goes, radish and cabbage, each has his own love."

"There are a few women who have different preferences than others. Some of them like white and plump men, they think such men are cute, and some like the kind of arrogant men with muscles, and they think they can protect them, so... …”

And this frail and sickly girl Su, who can be blown away by the wind, but has a beautiful appearance, the concubine of his young master's finger, may have different preferences from other ordinary women.

In the past, when those women saw the young master's face, they all wanted to approach with a shy and timid expression, but this girl Su, from beginning to end, never showed a hint of such a girl's cherishing appearance.

Obviously, she should not like the type of young master very much.

Ye Shaoxuan understood, but his brows became tighter, and his face became even more ugly: "You mean, this sick child likes a muscular man?"

What kind of bullshit is this sick seedling?

And what is the strange hobby?

"Ahem, Miss Su should... should like this kind of thing." Although he didn't want to attack the young master, Xiao Wu chose to tell the truth and let him accept the reality.

Xiao Liu, who had already got up from the ground, also quickly echoed: "Young Master, that kind of reckless man has dark skin and is very strong. Miss Su is so weak, she probably thinks that such a person can protect her well. "

"However, Miss Su is already your young master's concubine anyway. What's the use of her even if she likes it?"

"Do you need an explanation?" Xiao Liu didn't say anything, but when he said it, Ye Shaoxuan became even more angry.

Is he Ye Shaoxuan the kind of person who forces others?

"The mouse is short-sighted, doesn't she know that only people with high martial arts can protect her?"

What's the use of being strong?

If he didn't have martial arts, he could crush people to death in one breath.

Ye Shaoxuan never thought that there would be women who would treat him so dismissively, and his heart was very unbalanced.

"This young master's martial arts is so high, and he needs to have a position and status, and he needs to have looks and looks, and he needs a figure..."

When it comes to figure, he suddenly remembered the eight-pack abs that the sick man said just now.

He squeezed his firm stomach through the robe.

Although he doesn't have any flesh, he really doesn't have any abdominal muscles.

His eyes suddenly swept to Xiaowu Xiaoliu: "Pick up your clothes."

"This……"