Su Mo Han put down the document in his hand, went to Ye Fei, raised her chin, looked at her pair of slightly red eyes: "cry?"

Ye Fei's heart secretly scolded a sentence, annoyed, must so thoroughly investigate!

"No, she just told me a story. I was so moved by it that I was a little sad." Ye Fei explained.

Su Mo Han narrowed his eyes and swept between them. He said faintly, "I don't know that our servants can tell stories. Since you can tell them so well, I'd better tell them less to Ben."

Su Mo Han sits beside Ye Fei and looks down on the maid standing beside her.

I have to admit that since this little thing lived here for a period of time, even his rigid and serious maids suddenly became angry.

"Su Shao, you don't want to go out for such a long time. How can you pester others to tell you a story as soon as you come back?" concubine Ye quickly entangles Su Mohan with a soft tone that can melt people.

Su Mo Han see her obstruction, also no longer investigate, just peck a few mouth on her small mouth way: "I go to take a bath first."

Ye Fei nods. After su Mohan enters the bathroom, she quickly pulls out the wool and needle from the back of the sofa. After repeatedly confirming it for several times, ye Fei finally accepts the fact that she has been hurt. Then she throws the thread directly into a garbage can under the tea table, and then throws several paper balls on it to cover it Live.

I can't weave it, auntie. I can't do it!

Ye Fei looks around the room, and finally throws several sweater needles into a vase in the corner of the wall. After making sure there is no mistake, ye Fei lies back on the sofa again, looking at the ceiling with her eyes open, thinking about what she is going to give tomorrow?

After su Mohan took a bath, he saw that ye Feifei was cocking her legs and staring at the ceiling angrily. She didn't know what she was thinking.

Is about to go over to tease her, but the phone at this time to think.

Su Mo Han went to the desk and picked up the phone, frowned slightly and hung up directly.

But who ever thought, just hang up for less than two minutes, another text message came in, Su Mohan looked at the text message, his face was obviously heavy, and his good mood before was swept away.

The other side of Ye Fei Yi did not notice the situation here, still immersed in the sweater that failed. After all, she has been around the sweater these days, but her hands are more stupid than her feet. As a result, let alone the sweater, she did not even weave an arm.

Ye Fei impatiently took out her mobile phone and checked it on the Internet. What other gifts could be given to men.

Razor, belt, purse, scarf, tie

Looking for a while, ye Fei lost her patience and directly threw her mobile phone to one side, wondering if she would have another uniform, temptation?

No, no, No

Ye Fei, can you make some achievements? What else can you do besides use your leather bag?

How about a thousand paper cranes that fold a bottle?

Is it too naive? And it seems that there is not enough time

At present, Su Mo Han has been around her. She can't stay up at night and fold that kind of ghost with a light?

Ye Fei suddenly regretted that if she didn't overestimate herself at first, she would have chosen something simpler in the morning. At least three or four days would be more abundant than today's night.