Chapter 277

Xia Liu's face is better than that in the morning. Hearing the nurse's words, she smiles: "it's nothing. I'll be careful. You're busy."

Nanny helped Xialiu to sit down, "it's OK. I'm almost busy. Mr. Gu asked me to take care of you. I can see that Mr. Gu loves you very much. I don't feel at ease when I go out."

Xialiu is a little embarrassed, and her face is slightly red.

"Well, he is very kind to me."

Nanny poured a cup of warm water and handed it to Xia Liu, "Mrs. Gu, you have a drink. I'll give you a big meal. I can't eat too greasy in the morning, so I cooked millet porridge. I don't know your appetite. You can make do with it first."

Xia Liu drank a glass of water, and then looked at the nanny and said, "it's OK. How can I make do with eating millet porridge? It's already very good. I just like plain food. I'm not so hypocritical. Go to Sheng first."

The nurse nodded, and then went to fill the millet porridge.

Xia Liu takes a bite. It's not the taste of Gu Yihan's cooking. She can't eat it

How can the same pot and rice taste different?

Xia Liu lowered her eyes and took a few mouthfuls. Then she said, "the taste is OK, just don't put sugar. It's strange to put sugar in millet porridge. My husband never likes to put these things." She took a few mouthfuls and found that it was sweet.

Holding the corner of her coat in her hand, the nanny was a little embarrassed and began to explain: "I've been a nanny in many rich families. They all like to put some sugar in the millet porridge. I'm used to putting some. If you don't like it, Mrs. Gu, I won't put it next time."

Xia Liu made a sound, then put down the spoon and said, "nothing. Just pay attention next time. Everyone's habits are different. I'm not a fussy person. Don't be nervous."

After that, she went to Chaoyang Tai. She also slept for a long time and felt powerless.

Today, the weather outside is also quite good, there is sunshine, she asked for a day off, can't always sleep.

Xia Liu took a watering can and sprayed some flowers on the balcony. It's not big enough at home, but she still thinks that the flowers can't be too pampered. If you put them outside in the wind, the sun and the sun, they may have stronger vitality in the future.

Xia Liu took scissors to repair some of the plants, and then took a smaller shovel to loosen the soil.

The nanny was worried to death, and immediately said enthusiastically, "Oh, Mrs. Gu, don't take these things, scissors, these sharp things. What if you hurt yourself? I used to have an employer who hurt his face because of scissors. His face is scarred. How ugly it is. You look so beautiful, white and beautiful, with long legs... " The babysitter chattered on and on.

Xia Liu shook his head and pressed his forehead. "It's OK. I'm not a kid."

Nanny nodded, Xia Liu looked at her, "Auntie, you clean up in the morning, and then you can go. Now it's 10 o'clock, and you'll come back to cook at 11:30 later."

The nanny was stunned for a moment before she understood what Xia Liu meant, "Oh Oh, I'll go first. I'll come back later. "

After the nanny left, Xia Liu was a little irritable. She wanted to be quiet, but she couldn't do it. Now she has a headache because of the aunt's noise.

Xia Liu calms down and continues to trim the plants.

It's not that she's picking things up, it's just that the babysitter's eyes are erratic after she comes, sweeping around the house, which makes people feel uncomfortable. After

had finished pruning, Xia Liu went to wash her hands and found that the towels she had not used were thrown into the dustbin, and there was a perfume that she knew very well, which seemed to be a woman.

It seems to be the smell of some woman she hates.

Xia Liu immediately calls Gu Yihan with her mobile phone.

After Gu Yihan took it, Xia Liu said faintly: "husband, can I change this nanny? I want one that's quiet, that's not noisy, that doesn't throw my things around. "

Gu Yihan asked, "what's the matter? What's the problem with this one I asked my secretary to look for? "

Xia Liu took a deep breath. She didn't know whether she was sensitive or how. She said, "no problem. Maybe I'm not used to it."