Chu Chuyan thought that Mo Siyu had committed an old problem again, so he said angrily, "Brother Yu really has a leisurely mind. No matter where he goes, he never forgets to see if there are any young and beautiful women..."
When will this behavior of hooking up with pretty girls everywhere be restrained?
With this kind of temperament, it is not impossible to cause a romantic debt in the future.
Thinking of this, Chu Chuyan felt depressed.
He didn't know what he was feeling depressed about.
Mo Siyu turned over on the low couch, lay on his side, propped his head on his arms, and looked at Chu Chuyan: "Brother Yan, I'm telling you something serious, how can you measure me like that.
Fortunately, I am a man. If I were a woman, I would have thought you were jealous. "
Chu Chuyan: "..."
Chu Chuyan's face turned from white to red, from red to blue, and he was so stunned that he couldn't utter a single word.
Mo Siyu continued: "From the time we first entered the door to now, have you noticed that in this priest's mansion, even the sweepers are men. Isn't this kind of delicate and rough work always done by maids?
I took a look out the window just now, and the people walking around in the backyard are all men, and I didn't see any women..."
When Chu Chuyan heard this, he stood up and walked to the window, and he saw that there were all men, young and old, but not a single woman.
Hearing movement at the door, Mo Siyu jumped up from the low couch, ran to the door, and stopped the passing housekeeper.
The steward turned his head and asked respectfully, "What is Mr. Yu's order?"
Mo Siyu looked outside with a smile, and said, "I rode here today, and my waist is sore and my back hurts. Please trouble the housekeeper, find a little lady to come over and rub my shoulders and legs. I wonder if it's possible?"
The housekeeper was in a dilemma: "This..."
Mo Siyu raised his eyebrows: "It's just a servant, I won't belittle her, just let her help me squeeze my shoulders and legs, anyway, I'm also a distinguished guest invited by your high priest, the housekeeper doesn't care about such a small matter." Willing to help me?"
The butler shook his head: "It's not that I don't want to help you, Mr. Yu, but there are no young ladies in our priest's mansion, almost all of them are men.
The only woman is an old woman who cooks in the kitchen. She is disfigured and is over fifty years old this year. Even if she calls, she is afraid of scaring you, Young Master Yu.
However, there are a few half-grown children in the mansion, and they look quite clever, do you want to bring them over to rub them for you? "
Mo Siyu achieved his goal and waved his hands again and again: "No, no, I don't have any other hobbies, but I like to be pitiful and cherish jade. Since there is no little lady, then forget it."
When the butler heard this, he didn't force it any more, "Except for his wife, the high priest doesn't like any other women to step into the mansion. I hope Mr. Yu will forgive me."
Mo Siyu nodded clearly: "I understand, I understand."
With that said, he retreated into the guest room, leaned on the low couch again, and waved at Chu Chuyan: "Brother Yan, do you think there is something wrong with the high priest?"
Chu Chuyan covered her mouth: "Be careful that misfortune comes out of your mouth."
He looked up at the closed door, lowered his voice, and asked, "Why do you have such an idea?"
Mo Siyu covered his lips and smiled: "I thought you would shut me up, but I didn't expect you to gossip with me."
Chu Chuyan with a helpless face: "..."
Mo Siyu stopped laughing, and said seriously: "Think about it, Nuo Da has a priest's house, so many servants, not a single woman."
Chu Chuyan corrected: "The old woman who cooks is a woman."
"Yes, he is still a disfigured old man in his fifties." Mo Siyu said, "There are no attractive characteristics of the opposite sex anymore, are there?"