Chapter 27:

Ji Ting looked at the pillows on the ground with grass dust, sighed helplessly, picked up the old waist and went to wash.
After the last tank of clothes was washed, the quilt and the sheets that were washed at the beginning were dry. The lemon-like washing powder scent mixed with the smell of sunlight, which was unspeakable.
Ji Ting knocked the quilt and turned it over, and it was fragrant and soft, so he picked up the quilt and went upstairs. During the past, the mess in the living room almost fell down, and he secretly vowed to clean up the living room.
But today is not enough. She has exhausted herself after doing so much work. She can only say it tomorrow. Thinking about it this way, Ji Ting carried the quilt to Shen Tuchuan's bedroom. The wind had been blown out in the bedroom, and the original musty smell was completely gone. The air in the entire room was clean and fresh.
After Ji Ting threw the quilt on the bed, he went to Shen Tuchuan, who was reading a book, and he was grateful. He thanked him with a look of gratitude: "Thank you Master for helping me to speak. You are such a good person."
Shen Tuchuan is so big. He has never heard others praise him as a good person. He looked strangely at Ji listened, and sneered after seeing her expression of courting: "Come again now?"
He was thinking about her busy work just ignoring him.
Ji listened with a grin, and touched his nose in a hurry: "I just felt that I would be taken away at any time. I was afraid that I would not be able to finish the work because of the time, so I did n’t talk to you. Do n’t be angry with me . "
Shen Tuchuan didn't speak expressionlessly. Ji heard that he was still angry because he was cautious. He was afraid he would take revenge suddenly. He was busy shifting the topic: "Your book is so good. It's all in English. I guess I can only understand a small part. Still Master is terrific. Nothing can beat you. "
"You can't understand a word." Shen Tuchuan was indifferent to her flattering.
Ji Ting blinked: "Why, I still graduated from undergraduate, some simple sentences can still understand."
Shen Tuchuan looked at her indifferently: "Because it's German."
The atmosphere was suddenly awkward.
After a short while, Ji Ting coughed: "... Look slowly, I'll make a bed for you." After speaking, pretending not to hear the mockery of Shen Tuchuan, he turned calmly and went to make the bed.
Two people worked one at a time and read a book, and the room was quiet. Shen Tuchuan didn't know why he couldn't get in, so he put the book aside and looked coldly at the woman who was busy beside his bed.
The woman turned his back to fight the quilt and quilt. She was half-knelt on the bed, leaning over to arrange the quilt, and her shirt and one-step skirt perfectly outlined her figure. Prior to her, Shen Tuchuan had not seen anyone who could dress such a maid uniform so stunned.
Of course, maybe he didn't care about it before.
Shen Tuchuan snorted, closed her eyes, and gradually got some sleepiness. As he was about to fall asleep, a small voice kept bothering him. He frowned, opened his eyes indifferently, and there was some irritation and irritability in his eyes.
Ji Ting wasn't frightened by his eyes. When he saw that he was awake, he spoke carefully and said, "Master, the bed is done, go to sleep."
Shen Tuchuan stared at her quietly and didn't mean to move. Ji Ting had to persuade him, "Your body is just right. If you sleep like this, you will get sick again. Go to bed."
Shen Tuchuan thought she was annoying, but she was really sleepy, so she didn't bother to take care of her again, and walked to the bed with difficulty, lying down and covering the quilt. Ji heard a sigh of relief, went out lightly and closed the door.
As soon as she left, Shen Tuchuan, who was still trapped, lost her drowsiness, lying on the fluffy and soft duvet with no expression, her nose full of mild sun. He didn't know how long it had been, and hadn't slept in such a quilt.
Ji heard downstairs here and took away all the clothes that should be collected. Then she turned back to her room to rest. As a result, when she returned to the room and lay down, she remembered that everything was done, but she did not hang the quilt air.
...... Too tired to move. She sighed helplessly, even missing the last world, at least there is no need to work like the old ox!
Next time, be sure to get an invincible and distinguished identity next time! Ji listened until she fell asleep, still thinking about it in her head.
Because of a lot of physical labor in the morning, she soon slept to death, and did not even dream.
This sleep was fragrant and sweet, and when he woke up, he was very reluctant. His eyes closed for a long time and he was too lazy to open it.
"When are you going to sleep?"
Suddenly a familiar voice came, Ji Ting was startled, and sat up subconsciously, almost screaming after seeing the person standing at the door.
"... Master, why are you here?" Ji Wing, who just woke up, also had a nasal sound. Although she was awake, her face was still dumb.
idiot. Shen Tuchuan looked at her indifferently: "It is one o'clock in the afternoon."
"Ah ... lunch, I'll go now." Ji heard what he meant, nodded and agreed, Shen Tuchuan turned away with a stern face, Ji listened to the corner of his mouth, "No work at all, Meal is not enough. "
"I haven't gone far." Shen Tuchuan's somber voice came from outside the house.
Ji Ting was frightened and sneered: "You go up to rest, and I'll get you lunch." After that, she didn't dare to mumble, and put the dishes in the morning into the lunch box. As she stole Those plates of food were destroyed by her.
After packing, Ji listened to the box and went to the kitchen.
It's more than one o'clock in the afternoon and it's past lunch time, but there are still some maids outside the kitchen eating. After seeing Ji heard, it is much quieter instantly, and the eyes that fell on her are mostly looking and disdainful.
Ji Ting was too lazy to care about their little sister-in-law, looking for Shen Tuchuan's lunch in the kitchen.
I could n’t help looking for her troubled woman today, and whispered,
This man, it ’s good to be thick-skinned, I have n’t admitted to stealing things, and I ’m walking around like no one else. I do n’t know how to shame.

"No, I haven't seen anything like this, but it's really disgusting." The woman's status in the kitchen seemed high, and she immediately echoed many people when she spoke.
Ji Ting, when they were in the air, opened the lunch box and took a look, and found that there was a bowl of rice and a glutinous rice dumpling, and two other buns. Needless to say who Baozi is, Ji Ting picked it up and smelled it.
Is this going to bully her? Ji listened.
The woman saw her standing still in front of the lunch box, and immediately raised her eyebrows proudly: "It's really impossible to be lawless when a young master supports him. If he has the ability to keep the young master with him, I won't believe it, and can't cure it. Someone! "
"But doesn't the young master always dislike maid care? Why suddenly treats her so well?" A little maid was curious.
The woman sneered: "Can there be any other reason, the parents have a humorous face, no wonder the foreman refused to take care of Master Gu Value, because some people are restless."
As soon as her words fell, a group of people snickered, and others followed with sarcasm, seeming to be looking forward to the collapse of Ji Ting.
Ji sighed and felt very speechless. Although the food was indeed taken by her, these people relied firmly on her head in the absence of evidence and other suspects. It was because she felt that she should be blameless. If she did not, she would be sorry for them.
These people, apparently working at wages, want to treat themselves as domestic slaves of the old society, but also to bully other slaves for pleasure, as if seeing the collapse and pain of others, how much sense of accomplishment can be achieved.
The woman didn't respond when she saw her, and what she said became more and more unpleasant. Ji Ting moved her wrist, searched around the chopping board, picked out a bottle of old pump and twisted it, turned to the woman and poured it on her head.
The air was quiet for a moment, and everyone didn't expect Ji to listen to it so quickly, and they slammed in place. A bottle of soy sauce was almost poured, and the woman screamed and avoided it.
"You woman, you still do this to me!" The woman's face was stained black and red with soy sauce, and her teeth were all in her mouth.
Ji Ting busy took a step back and poked her by picking up a rolling pin: "If you dare to do something to me, I dare tell the master, don't you say I'm a fox charmer? Then let you see what a real fox charmer is. "
Her words reminded the woman that the young master had never maintained anyone for so many years, but this season it became different. The woman was guilty for a moment and others stopped her.
"You're so shameless, I'm so sorry to come out and say!" A woman's helper said.
Ji Ting turned her a look: "It's okay, God gave me this face, didn't it just let me eat it?"
Everyone present was stunned by her shame, but she couldn't say anything to refute, because this woman ... was really pretty.
Ji Ting smiled slightly on his face: "I don't care how you bully people before, but if you want to bully me like you have bullied others before, I won't be polite. This bottle of soy sauce is a gift for everyone, so dare to stand in front of you I talk nonsense, and I will rip your mouths. "
After she had said it, leaving the box with her head raised, her back was not bad. When she walked far, she collapsed her shoulders.
Her goal was to rescue the men's match from the muddy life. I didn't expect to be rescued, so I went into the mud. Rather offend the gentleman than the villain. Those people do not know what to do to rectify her in the future, but really want her to bear it, and she is not willing.
She has a good temper, but she also has a nature. If something like this happens again, she promises to fight back.
Ji heard a sigh and thought that it was hard enough to be a maid, and that he could no longer be wronged to endure their bullying, so how to solve it is how to solve it, as for other things, I will say later.
Thinking about it that way, Ji Ting returned to the small building with the lunch box and took the lunch box to find Shen Tuchuan.
As soon as he got upstairs, Ji Ting shouted Shen Tuchuan as he set the plate: "Master, have dinner."
Shen Tuchuan stepped out slowly, glanced from the food on the table to the lunch box, and raised an eyebrow when he saw the bun inside: "Is this yours?"
"This bun is not fresh. You can't eat it, Master." Ji heard that he wanted to eat it, so he advised.
Shen Tuchuan's gaze fell dumbly on her: "What smell, smelly?"
"It should be old," Ji listened, looking down to see the black dots on his shirt, knowing that it was splashed on the woman when he poured the woman, and innocently answered, "It doesn't have much taste, if the master doesn't like it, I Stay away. "
With that said, she was really far away. Shen Tuchuan glanced at her and sat down to start eating.
Tossing for so long, Ji Ting has been hungry for a long time, but still had to wait for Shen Tuchuan to finish eating, and then packed the lunch box and went downstairs.
"You have nothing to say?" Shen Tuchuan asked suddenly.
Ji Ting came to the door, and Wen Yan stunned: "What?"
"roll."
"..." She offended him again?
Ji Ting looked inexplicably back downstairs, staring at the bun that he had stung. Ten minutes later, her stomach grunted. Ji listened helplessly, had to take out his mobile phone to find, ordered a bunch of ingredients.
Thanks to this modern society, even if the food is too far away for delivery, she can add money to find a errand to deliver food, so she wo n’t starve to death here.
She went to clean the small kitchen here after placing her order, and once again thanked the small building for being small. After cleaning, she warmed up the leftover mushroom cores in the morning and filled her belly casually. After eating, she ran to the back door of the compound to get her things.
After putting the ingredients in the refrigerator, it was already four or five in the afternoon. She found an unnecessary cloth sheet and spread it in the yard. She put her quilt on it to air.
A quilt was placed in the middle of a pile of weeds, and it seemed a bit comfortable. Ji Ting didn't hold back. He took off his shoes and lay on it. He enjoyed a big fight and finally got better.
Shen Tuchuan stood quietly at the second-floor window, looking at the same woman downstairs, not understanding why she would tolerate her staying till now.
He looked at it again, and the more and more he felt the woman was stupid, he simply turned back to the sofa to continue reading, no longer caring about her life.
I didn't know that Ji Qin, whose IQ was suspected, had been lying down and sleepy in the yard. After sleeping for a long time, he returned to the house, and simply cleaned up where he lived.
Unconsciously, in the evening, Ji listened to the kitchen for dinner, and it was no accident to see that she was two buns again. Facing the provocative eyes of those in the kitchen, she calmly returned home with the lunch box.
Shen Tuchuan looked embarrassed and looked disgusted after seeing the meal: "Not hungry, take it."
His voice was weak. Ji heard it differently than in the morning. She hurried over and put her hand on his forehead. Shen Tu Chuanton took a moment and indifferently knocked off her hand.
Ji Ting didn't mind, just said gently: "Master, you seem to start to have a low fever again, take some food and take medicine, and then go to bed to rest."
"Don't eat it." When Shen Tuchuan saw the greasy pork belly on the table, his stomach became sick.
Ji Ting followed his disgusting gaze and knew for a moment. I have no appetite when I'm sick, it's cooking and rice again.
"If you take medicine directly without eating, it is estimated that your stomach will be uncomfortable. Please wait for me and I will come soon." Ji heard that he went downstairs with rice.
Shen Tuchuan glanced lightly at the direction she left, and returned to the lunch box. There were still two buns in it, and it didn't look like it had been for a few nights.
Ji Ting ran to the small kitchen on the first floor with the rice, washed a casserole, poured the bowl of water into the casserole, put it on the fire and grumbled the stew, and took the shrimp, preserved eggs and shallots from the ingredients bought today , Chopped and added, add some salt and seasoning after simmering for 10 minutes, wrap with a towel and go upstairs.
Before she went upstairs, Shen Tuchuan smelled the fresh scent of porridge. He would have gone back to rest and sat down at the table with no expression.
Ji Ting brought the porridge in front of him, and looked at him with a look of expectation: "Master, this is better to swallow. How much do you drink, and then take medicine to sleep."
"Where did you get these things?" Shen Tuchuan stared at her, apparently doubting the origin of her ingredients.
Ji Ting quickly explained: "This is really not what I stole. I bought it online, and they were sent directly to the back door."
"Why buy these?" Shen Tuchuan tasted a bite of porridge, which tasted better than expected, and the feeling of being slightly hot stretched from the throat to the stomach, and the whole person stretched a lot.
Ji Tingben wanted to say that he had been squeezed out, but the thought of this person's life would be unsatisfactory. If he would block him again, he would be more depressed. Besides, even if he knew it, he might not help her, but one thing was better than one less.
Then the words became: "I don't think the food in the kitchen is delicious, so I want to order some food and make it myself."
Shen Tuchuan's fingertips suddenly became somber. Before Ji listened to the question, he put his spoon down, looked at Ji indifferently, and turned back to the house.
... is he stunned? Ji listened with a puzzling expression, but just felt that sometimes this man's temper was so sudden, it was almost irregular, and it was noon today.
At the thought of noon, Ji suddenly felt like she had overlooked something, but she didn't think about it and went downstairs with the porridge to solve it herself.
After dumping the dumplings into the trash can, after a brief cleanup, Ji Ting went back to the room to sleep.
Then she kept repeating this kind of life. She went to the kitchen every day to eat, and when she came back, she cooked for herself and threw the buns directly. Shen Tuchuan originally ate meals made in the kitchen. After eating her a few times, she no longer moved those in the kitchen, and she could only make his own.
For four or five days, she could get six buns a day, and she didn't know where those buns were.
When tossing the bun again, Shen Tuchuan, who was reading a book, slowly said, "Keep the bun, don't throw it."
"... Why do you keep it?" Ji Ting looked worried, and these days he always asked the bun consciously or unintentionally, and she was afraid he would not be able to stop stealing. As for his current body, he might eat himself into icu if he eats two.
Shen Tuchuan heard her worry, frowned, and her cold gaze swept over: "Let you keep it."
"……it is good."
Ji listened helplessly, so he had to leave the buns. After two days of worry and fear, he saw that there were not a few buns left, and he felt relieved.
Although she didn't know what Shen Tuchuan's steamed buns were, she had scooped six in a day. She had scooped twenty in three or four days. The steamed buns had been put in the house for a few days, and the taste became even stronger.
"Master, why don't we throw the buns? It's all smelly." Ji Ting looked sad. She has been cleaning up the living room recently and moved the sundries to the vacant room next to her. Now the living room looks very good. It's just that this taste is not so good.
Shen Tuchuan has been taken good care of by her these days, and her blood on her face has recovered. Her eyes are more oppressive, and Wen Yan glanced at her indifferently. When Ji heard that he wanted to refuse, he slowly spoke: "Clean up the buns."
"Okay, I'll go." Ji listened and laughed.
"Receive a bag, don't throw it."
Ji listened and had to do as he said. When she went downstairs to find a food bag and was going to ask him what to do, Shen Tuchuan had already changed his clothes. This was the second time that Ji heard him see him downstairs.
Well, the first time was to urge her to get food.
Ji Ting was worried: "Master, this one really can't be eaten."
Shen Tuchuan was displeased: "I don't eat." What kind of stupid woman would this woman be before he always felt that he wanted to eat these.
Ji Ting looked at him suspiciously, but due to his deterrent power, he dared not refute. Shen Tuchuan didn't bother to look at her and turned towards the door.
Ji listened for a moment, then realized that he is not wearing home clothes, but ordinary jackets and pants to go out.
She quickly followed the bag and asked nervously, "Master, can you go out?"
"My feet are not disabled, why can't I get out?" Shen Tuchuan felt more and more that he could tolerate such idiots, and it turned out that his temper had become too good.
Ji heard a cough: "I didn't mean that, I mean, why do you remember going out?"
"Shut up and make a noise." Shen Tuchuan answered her question with three words.
Ji Ting twitched at the corner of his mouth, and had to follow him step by step, and he felt that the road seemed familiar.
……No way?
Ji Ting looked at the buns in the transparent bag, and for some time he was not sure.
But it turned out that she guessed well, because Shen Tuchuan did take her to the kitchen.
It was noon, and the maids in threes and twos gathered around the kitchen to eat, and they heard the joking voice from far away.
"Sister Li, you said that we had eaten so long for Jiying that little bitch. Why is she still like nothing?"
"There is a young man covering his uncle with a fox-faced face, but he just seduces a man to eat." The voice was that woman.
Ji listened to her own name, immediately raised her eyebrows, and glanced at the person's face diagonally in front of her. Shen Tuchuan's gaze swept over her, and she immediately cast a grin on her face, telling him by mouth Wronged.
"Not so, she confessed herself, she just ate on that face, and said that she liked the young master's likes. The proud look made me want to tear her mouth. We must think of a new way to teach her So she knows how to behave in the future. "
Ji Ting: "..."
She also wanted to pretend to be innocent, and as a result she met Shen Tuchuan's eyes that seemed to laugh and laugh. She coughed, and could not quibble.
Shen Tuchuan snorted, and his eyes suddenly cooled down. Ji Ting murmured in his heart, thinking about what posture he should kneel on for mercy, and he stepped into the kitchen with a panic and said hello.
Ji Ting quickly followed in. As soon as he entered the door, Shen Tuchuan asked softly, "Who gave you the bun?"
Ji listened to what else did not understand, her big brother came to cheer her up! She immediately stood beside him, reaching out to the woman, "Master, it's her."
The woman's face changed immediately, and she trembled out to explain: "Master, recently the kitchen budget has been overrun, so the maid's food costs have been reduced, and everyone eats buns. Is there something wrong?"
As soon as she spoke, Ji listened with a sneer: "Eat all buns? What are you eating now?" Braised pork and big chicken legs, do they still have faces? !!
The woman did not dare to speak up in front of Shen Tuchuan, and could only try to calm down: "These and these are leftovers from the master Gu and the husband. If we do n’t finish them, we will waste them, and we will eat them."
Ji Ting glanced at Shen Tuchuan's expression, and found that he was still the same as before, and did not know whether he had believed it or not. When she was thinking about how to take apart the woman, Shen Tuchuan said: "Give her buns."
Ji listened for a moment, immediately sent the buns over, the moment the bag was unwrapped, the buns who had been covering for a long time gave off a sigh of smell, permeating the entire kitchen.
"Eat." Shen Tuchuan was just one word.
Woman blushed: "Young, young master ..."
"Still I teach you?" Shen Tuchuan's eyelids flickered, revealing the meaning of not allowing a beak.
Ji heard a loud shout from her heart. She really looked down on this woman. She thought that after the woman had explained it, she had to find another reasonable reason before she could punish him. As a result, Shen Tuchuan was too lazy to do these things. effort.
All he had to do from start to finish was to find out who gave her buns-let that person eat them. That's it, he doesn't care.
There was a layer of sweating on the back of the woman. At this time, there was no host other than the young master in the family. Even if she called someone to hire someone in the company, the husband and young master Gu value would not come back for her servant.
And if she does not eat, I am afraid it will pay a considerable price. In this home, even if Shen Tuchuan kills her, she can escape legal sanctions.
The woman was desperate at this moment, holding up a bun with her hands, and the smell of it burst into her mouth when she bit it. She vomited as soon as she retched. As a result, in the cold eyes of Shen Tuchuan, she could not help but swallow the bun. .
Ji Ting looked at the woman with her arms folded and didn't feel uneasy at all. After all, when he took everyone to isolate her and bucked her for three meals, he didn't have any conscience.
A house of people watched the woman eat buns so quietly, and followed the woman verbally before. Ling Guoji listened. At this time, the atmosphere did not dare to come out, for fear that he would be stunned to learn.
The woman couldn't help but eat the third bun. She vomited a wow, and the room was filled with a stench.
Ji listened subconsciously and stomped over Shen Tuchuan's nose and nose: "Master, it's too dirty here, let's go out." The man's body is so brittle, she is afraid he will be fainted.
Before Shen Tuchuan smelled it, his face was covered with a soft hand, with a touch of lemon scent on his hand, and the fragrance on his bed to relax him was a kind.
He expressionlessly squeezed her wrist and tossed it aside, turned around and walked out. The woman who had just spit was about to breathe a sigh of relief, and heard Shen Tuchuan coldly said, "Take a bun and eat."
"..."
So the woman had to come out with a bun, eat with a white face, and vomit as she ate, changing places several times in a row, and fell into a coma when she ate halfway.
Ji Ting has long been tired of it, and whispered beside Shen Tuchuan: "Let's go back, standing weird."
Shen Tuchuan gave her a leisurely glance: "Do you think you are right?"
Ji heard what I could do wrong once I was bullied, but when I spoke to my soul, I immediately understood: "Sorry Master, I shouldn't hide this from you." No wonder these moody days have been fickle. The co-author is waiting for her explanation.
Shen Tuchuan was expressionless: "Is it enough to apologize?"
Ji Ting's face changed: "You won't let me eat too, right?" But there are ten buns left uneaten.
Shen Tuchuanton thought for a moment.
Ji listened with surprise: "Let's hurry back. I want to cook a soup for you tonight. I have to prepare it in advance." She said that she was afraid that Shen Tuchuan would put buns in her mouth and pushed him forward. go.
Shen Tuchuan froze coldly: "Presumptuous."
Ji Ting immediately let go and didn't dare to pretend any more. Shen Tuchuan gave a sigh, turned coldly and walked towards the courtyard. Ji Ting was relieved, sweetly called Master, and ran slowly to follow.
A group of maids crowded out to listen to the season, and ended up with the leading woman eating a dozen buns. Afterwards, although they still didn't listen to the season, they always wanted to secretly find something, but they did not dare to look like before. That was so blatant, Ji Ting's food became the same as that of other servants, and there was no such thing as cold pancakes and buns.
Ji Ting was so satisfied that he stopped cooking.
After eating for three days in the kitchen, Shen Tuchuan asked her expressionlessly, "What's your card number?"
"What card number?" Ji heard puzzled.
"Bank card."
"What do you want that to do ... OK, I know." Ji Ting was sneered by him, but how dare he ask again, he could only go downstairs to find a bank card and write down with a pen and paper.
Shen Tuchuan drank some soup casually, so he had no appetite, so after listening to Ji Ji, he saw that he was sitting on the sofa reading a book, and the things on the table were not moving at all.
"Are you appetite bad?" Ji Ting wondered.
Shen Tuchuan gave her a cold look, and his eyes fell on the note in her hand. Ji Ting had to give him the note, and then watched him hold the mobile phone and point at the note. Snorted.
Ji listened at a glance at the text message and made a payment of 100,000.
She took a sip of air-conditioning: "Even if you think I'm responsible for my job, don't you need to give me so much money?"
"You want to be beautiful," Shen Tuchuan looked at her sarcastically. "Take it for grocery shopping. From tomorrow on, let me eat the kitchen stuff and get out of me."
This unscrupulous woman, that is, he had a good rest recently, was too lazy to care about her, otherwise she would have been kicked out.
Ji listened for a moment, then realized that the young master wanted to eat his own meal, and nodded with a smile immediately: "Okay, then I won't go to the kitchen, I will cook three meals a day. "
One hundred thousand dollars, the man's appetite can eat a few meals, she has to spend all the rest of the money, anyway, after the success of the task, she can not take away.
Shen Tuchuan was in a bad mood to see her proud look. After a moment of silence, she said lightly: "Keep the account, come to me once a month to check the bill."
"..." Got it, let's focus on it.
Ji Ting was depressed, but Shen Tuchuan got better, got up and walked downstairs, Ji Ting followed immediately. Since she plucked the weeds in the yard and moved some flowers from the outside garden, Shen Tuchuan no longer always nests upstairs, and occasionally goes downstairs to bask in the sun.
She put a lounge chair in the yard. She found it when she was packing up the miscellaneous things. She found many good things when she moved the mess into the vacant house.
Shen Tuchuan went downstairs to sit on a lounger with his eyes closed, and Ji Ting moved a small horse to sit next to him, holding a fan to help him catch mosquitoes. Both were in their early twenties, but they passed in advance. Life like retirement.
Although the autumn season is just a bit cold at night, the temperature during the day is just right, the sun is warm but not the sun, and the warmth of the sun shines on the body, which can cause three minutes of laziness.
When Shen Tuchuan was about to fall asleep, he just felt that the activity of the mosquito fan next to him was getting smaller and smaller. He opened his eyes unpleasantly, and was about to scold the unprofessional. He was planted on his leg and slept on his leg Get a sweet look.
He frowned unhappyly, reached out to push her face, Ji heard a hum, grabbed his hand directly, and held the pad under his face.
Shen Tuchuan paused, and was about to pull out his hands. As a result, Ji Ting's face was like a warm jelly, and he played in his palm. He pursed his lips, turned his expressionless hand from palm to grip, and sure enough he held a large piece of meat.
Shen Tuchuan: "..." Good fat.
He snorted, closed his eyes and continued to sleep, but did not pull his hand out forcibly.
Ji Ting slept until it was getting late, and then woke up staggeringly. He opened his eyes and saw that Shen Tuchuan was still asleep. Instead of waking him, he went to the house and covered him with a blanket. The house went to cook.
There was only Shen Tuchuan alone in the courtyard. Although he gradually became cold, he didn't feel cold because of the blanket. He slept peacefully, and when his consciousness became clear, his eyes didn't open. The aroma of the meal arrived.
He moved his fingertips, opened his eyes slowly, and looked at the living room with some blurry eyes. A figure of Hannah was hurried back and forth between the dining table and the kitchen. He looked at it quietly, until the woman looked over, and then stood up indifferently.
"Master, come and eat!" Ji Ting smiled at him.
Shen Tuchuan looked at her smiley eyes, and suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart. This feeling was so strong that he had a moment of shock.
"Master, what's wrong?" Ji heard he didn't speak, hurried over, wiped his hands and covered his forehead, frowning, "a little low fever, you should not let you sleep in the yard."
Shen Tuchuan didn't open her hand this time, just stared at her blankly, Ji heard a moment, hesitated: "Master, what are you looking at?"
"Your eyes." Why is there no fear, she should be afraid of him, just like everyone else.
Ji Ting blinked and suddenly smiled: "Does it look good?"
"not bad."
"Just pretty good?" He demanded so much.
"Well," Shen Tuchuan stood up calmly, stood up a head higher than her, and looked down at her, "sell?"
"?"
"Put a specimen in the room. It should be beautiful."
"..." Master, please be personal.
The author has something to say: Skewer: Do you eat buns?
Listen: vomit ...
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