The housekeeper saw that she was at a loss. Alas, he blurted out: "what else can you do? You don't like... Cough."
"What do you like?" Mu Shimian put down his chopsticks and looked at the housekeeper suspiciously.
The housekeeper smiled dryly and forced him back: "aren't you our young master's fiancee? It's natural to coax him."
Department
I can't see. The housekeeper is very old and fashionable
Mu Shinian shook his head and dined again: "no, No."
“……”
Why do you think so hard! I can't learn it. At least it's a little heart! This is a good time to promote your relationship!
After a row of bullets rose in the housekeeper's heart, he had an idea and limped to bring out a bowl of noodles: "Miss mu, I can't climb the stairs recently. Please help me send a bowl of noodles."
Mu Shinian chewed the last braised ribs, remained silent for two minutes and offered: "I'll think about braised ribs tomorrow."
"No problem, no problem!" The housekeeper put the noodles in front of her: "as long as the young master finishes eating the noodles, I'll make you ribs every day."
With that, he walked towards the kitchen, walking fast and vigorous, and there was no sign that his legs and feet were not good at all.
Mu Shinian went upstairs with the bowl of noodles with complete color, smell and fragrance. He thought that the housekeeper was good to the shallow, and he was just a delivery man.
No bedroom, no study, no balcony
Mu Shinian opened the door one by one and found no one.
If you stick to the basic principle that the dough is not delicious, and young master Bo is picky, you may not eat it. In this case, the Housekeeper will not make her small ribs... Mu Shinian bravely opened the door of the fitness room.
There was a sound of water flowing in the house.
Then, with a crash, thin shallow came out from under the pool. He grabbed the railing with both hands and stared at her with deep eyes.
Under the bright light, the man has a good figure, clear muscles and tight lines. He is like a cheetah hiding in the dark. His whole body is in a state of readiness. Water droplets slide down his skin, leaving thought-provoking arcs.
God really favors this man.
From top to bottom, every place is the same as carefully carved.
Thin shallow didn't seem to see her at all. He fished a towel, covered his head, took the beer aside, opened it and drank two mouthfuls.
Mu Shinian bowed his head. Really, if he didn't eat noodles, he would lump and her small ribs would fly.
Mu Shinian tangled in his heart and brought his face to him: "eat."
"What are you doing here?" Every time he came back from the old house, the housekeeper dared not approach him.
Because there are always people in the old house looking for death to provoke his unhappiness.
If he is unhappy, it will only make others unhappy.
"Send noodles." In contrast, mu Shinian obviously didn't think so much.
Thin shallow turned back and looked at her with some deep meaning.
In a month, the girl gave him too many... Surprises, whether it was the indifference at first sight, the cruelty at the beginning, or the shock of the love letter
Thin shallow has no appetite, but in the girl's eyes with some expectation, she still took over: "wipe her hair."
Simple three words, but the meaning is very obvious.
Mu Shinian pursed his lower lip, broke a small face and began to wipe his hair.
OK, I wipe, you eat!
The housekeeper's cooking is always impeccable.
Thin but a little tasteless.