parentshiftbook Chapter 834 Can I Hold Your Thigh? 16
Chapter 834 Can I Hold Your Thigh? 16
Chapter 834 Can I Hold Your Thigh? 16
Looks good, then what?
The young boy waited for a long time, but he didn't get a second.
So she kept saying that she liked him, all based on his handsome appearance.
The young servant never expected that what he stopped to hear...
It is such a superficial reason!
I couldn't even help but want to sneer.
Hehe, a superficial woman actually wanted his skin!
So the so-called love in this world is simply superficial and hypocritical.
It's so ridiculous!
And the most ridiculous thing is that she was reluctant to give him a pack of mung bean cakes because she wanted to show off his good looks.
Reluctantly, he handed it over, and after being stuffed back by him, he actually had the nerve to eat it all by himself!
Don't think he didn't see it, he saw it all!
After eating and wiping it off, he stuck out his little tongue and licked the oily paper bag.
The young servant left angrily.
shallow!
hypocritical!
ridiculous!
At this moment, maybe even he himself doesn't know what he is angry about...
Maybe he was angry that he couldn't even compare to a pack of mung bean cakes?
Or maybe he was angry that Fan Xing's liking for him was all fake?
He didn't realize it, and he didn't find out.
All in all, very angry.
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Alas, all in all, it is very sad.
Lan Zhi's little maid and Xing Xing cub face to face, the two little ones look at me and I look at you.
Seeing the end, Lan Zhi finally said helplessly to Fan Xing: "Are you really looking down on the young master because of that boy?"
Star Cub said without hesitation, "I don't like it, he's in poor health."
If you are in poor health, no.
Only those who are in good health can have a life. Let her write various scripts.
Oh, and she can also like poor bodies.
However, the young master didn't give her the feeling that she wanted to make an exception.
dislike.
no feelings.
She, Xingxing Zai, knew from the first sight that she would never get to know him well.
Perhaps the relationship between people is extremely dependent on fate, especially for such a wayward little boy.
To her, the young master Gongsun Le is probably a stranger who neither hates nor likes deliberately.
Even if everyone says that the young master, Gongsun Leshan, is a kind person who is extremely gentle and never harsh on his servants...
The little boy remained indifferent from beginning to end.
There will be no splashes in my heart at all.
He is a good person, so what does it have to do with her star cub?
No duck!
"Then you secretly like that boy first, don't let sister Yuxin know." Lan Zhi's little girl felt her heart was broken, "Let sister Yuxin know that you are so bold to rob her, she will definitely Will be very angry, and then target you."
Fanxing Momo Lan Zhi's dog head, "Okay."
Although, she is not afraid of Yuxin at all.
However, in order to reassure Lan Zhi, she can pretend that she is afraid.
She didn't know why, but she just thought Lan Zhi was cute and wanted to treat her better, even better...
She seems to have known her...a long, long, long time ago?
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Ever since he knew that the little maid who helped him clean the room was actually a superficial prank on his good skin, the young servant became more and more malicious towards her...
Look at the snow-white veil that is still as clean as new after wiping the desk.
It seemed that the room was still as clean as before.
The young servant hooked his lips viciously.
If you like to clean, just clean it.
Anyway, no matter how long you help him clean the house, months, half a year, a year, or even several years, he will never be tempted by her!
He wants to let her know what cruelty is!
What does it mean to fetch water from a bamboo basket in vain!
If SouShenHao knew what his father was thinking, he might not be able to help but cover his mouth and cry out...
It's stupid, he is a dignified God of War anyway, is he really so promising?
Returning the bamboo basket to fetch water is in vain...
cruel...
I don't know, I thought that the little boy suffered a heavy loss.What abuse of body and mind, money and sex are empty and so on.
But in fact, it’s just helping you clean the house for free for a period of time.
With such a secondary illness, I really believe you are a ghost!
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In Gongsun's mansion, two or three people were sent to the kitchen to bring food back to the courtyard for the servants in each courtyard.
There is a special room in the yard for the servants to eat.
Of course, at the level of big maids and personal servants, the meals eaten by other rough envoys are of course different.
After the rough envoys in the yard brought them back, the high-ranking servants usually took them back to their rooms and enjoyed them alone.
The rough envoys and servants in the yard are extremely envious of the food of the big maids.
Only by looking at what other people eat is the real way to live a happy life. Those meals are not much different from those of the masters.
Alas, the same person does not have the same fate.
Although they are also servants, who can make them be appreciated by the master?
However, these meals, which other servants envied, fell into the eyes of the young servant, and still made him find it difficult to swallow...
Color, fragrance, all are not available.
The chicken is too thick, the duck meat is too hard, the vegetables are overcooked, and the rice is not fragrant enough.
If you give it to pigs, pigs won't eat it!
The young servant just took a few sips, then put down the chopsticks heavily, threw them aside and ignored them.
He lay down on the bed, frowning tightly.
There were spasms in his stomach, the pain was almost unbearable.
He also knew that he couldn't continue to be so picky, after all, he was seriously injured not long ago, and his vitality hadn't recovered yet.And such a loss of appetite, there are few things that can be eaten in a day.
Sooner or later, the bones of the body will be worn down.
But he can't eat it, just can't eat it!
He tossed and turned on the bed with his clothes on.
He kept frowning and thinking, who was he before?
What kind of identity is it that can develop such a delicate and picky stomach?
The young boy was so hungry that his stomach was throbbing, and sweat began to break out on his forehead. He felt that the short-term pain was extremely difficult.
"Honghu, the old lady gave a dish of hibiscus chicken, I'll bring it to you to taste."
Yuxin knocked on the door unhurriedly.
The other servants in the courtyard listened with envy and jealousy...
Miss Yuxin really has face for the dishes that the old lady personally appreciates.
When Yuxin realized that there were other servants around her paying attention to her, she raised her head slightly and stood sideways at the door of the young servant, revealing her elegant and slender neck, with a sense of superiority.
Even the tone of the door calling couldn't help being a little more hypocritical, "Honghu, please open the door."
Other servants: "..."
Tch, isn't there a mother who was a nurse by the old lady's side and also a wet nurse for the young master?
What are you talking about?
It's just a door call, like what the aunt in the master's room calls when she is messing around at night.
The door opened suddenly.
(End of this chapter)