Chapter 828: Can I hold your thigh? 10

"Because, he is the one Sister Yuxin looks after!"
Sister Yuxin is very face-to-face in front of the eldest young master. She talked to other little maids in the house early in the morning.
If anyone dares to fight against Honghu's idea, whoever is against her!
The young servant who just subconsciously stopped in front of the rockery: "..."
His face was green and white, and finally black as the bottom of a pot.
His eyes were gloomy, his expression was cold, and he was cold from head to toe.
He is also a miserable man, and I guess he didn't expect to eat melon to eat him.
In the fake cave, Lan Zhi shuddered: "Fanxing, how do I feel, it seems a bit cold?"
Fanxing tilted his head curiously, "Is it hers that Yuxin is after?"
Wow, then she is great!
[...] I don’t know why the search god, I always feel that it reads the inexplicable yin and yang aura from this awesome bar.
"Uh..." Lan Zhi choked. Sister Yuxin liked her. Of course, it didn't mean it was hers.
After all, Honghu is said to only work part-time in Gongsun's Mansion without selling himself.
If that Honghu is unwilling, no one can do anything with him.
"It's not Sister Yuxin's, but it's likely to be."
The little girl Lan Zhi had never seen anything in the world, so a big girl like Yuxin was like a behemoth in her eyes.
Just think, Yuxin is so favored by her master, what she wants is easy to get.
I don’t know why, the star cub suddenly started to lift the bar automatically
"Then, if I am attracted to it, it is very likely that it will be my duck."
Whoever is fancy, is it likely to belong to whom?
Then she can also watch her star cubs!
Lan Zhi: "..."
The little girl felt that she was being taken advantage of, but she was stupid and couldn't find a reason to refute.
The young fellow "Honghu", who had eaten melons on his head, ate freshly baked melons about himself before he left.
She fell in love with it, might it be hers?
Who gave her the courage?
Who gave her the courage?
The young fellow can't help but want to sneer...
The maids in Gongsun's Mansion are almost ignorant!
Very well, he remembered this woman who didn't know the height of the earth.

After secretly eating supper with Fanxing, the little girl Lan Zhi became worried all over.
She shouldn't talk too much, to tell Fanxing that...
How did she know that Fanxing was so rebellious!
The less she was allowed to do things, the more she seemed to be interested.
Lan Zhi thought she was very sad, and she was especially worried that Fanxing would fall in love with sister Yuxin in the same boyfriend.
At that time, if sister Yuxin has so many masters, Fanxing will definitely suffer a big loss!
Oh, so sad.
Lan Zhi stayed up all night with worry, and went to work the next morning with two dark circles under her eyes.
A look at the stars...
Good guys!
Vigorous!
Lan Zhi: "..."
So why is she so worried?

The next day, Mother Ying went to the laundry room.
The ladies in the laundry room were all flattered. After all, the old people around the old lady like Mother Ying, and the young master's nurses, were obviously like a master.
"Fanxing, what clothes are you still drying here? Hurry over, and Mother Ying called by name to see you, you are going to be lucky!"
Either lucky or bad luck.
Otherwise, a grandma with a face would not come to the laundry room to meet a little girl.
Fanxing knows the past ignorantly.
Mother Ying saw this tender and delicate little maid, her eyes suddenly brightened, and she felt that she had seen Xiaoxian's daughter.
She has always felt that her daughter Yuxin has been regarded as favored by God, and she looks very good. Not to mention the humble girls in the mansion, the daughters of other big families in the city, there is nothing more beautiful than Yuxin.
But this one...
Don't blame her as a mother for not defending her daughter.
It is true that this little girl in front of me is really lovely and exquisite, with delicate and fair skin, and delicate features, especially when the watery eyes look at you, and my heart can't help but soften.
Just her!
Recommend her to the old lady, the old lady must be happy!
Mother Ying left happily and went to return to Mrs. Gongsun. After telling the old lady, he immediately took people to the old lady to have a look.
There is no need to ask Fanxing's opinion, because it is not necessary.
The maid of the Gongsun Mansion, naturally the master asked to do whatever she wanted. Where could she not be happy?
Waiting on the young master was a blessing from her previous life. If she dared not be happy, she could only explain that it was a stupid thing and could not see her identity.

In the study.
Gongsun Leshan slowly unfolded the painting of the Xinde Fushan layman on the desk and observed it closely.
The young boy knocked on the door and entered.
Gongsun Leshan immediately raised his head and waved at him, "Honghu, come and take a look at this painting."
"This painting is fake."
The young fellow just glanced at the desk and concluded.
"Fake? How is this possible?"
The paintings of Fushan lay people not only have a lofty artistic conception, but also contain many elements of dazzling skills. The skill is unique, even if someone wants to imitate the fake, it is quite difficult.
Gongsun Leshan never considered that the paintings he bought back with a lot of money might be fakes.
Because most of the fakes of Fushan lay people on the market today are clumsy, they may be concealed from others, but they cannot be concealed from him at all.
If you can hide it from him, the skill of the fraudster is unparalleled in the world.
"Have the son heard of the life of the Fushan layman?"
Gongsun Leshan thought a little bit: "Of course I heard. It is said that the Fushan layman has a wild and unruly temperament. After he became famous, he decided not to paint at the age of thirty-five. After that, he traveled to great rivers and mountains. No audio."
"it's not true."
When facing Gongsun Leshan, the young servant didn't show the humility that a servant should have. On the contrary, he appeared very confident in his speech and behavior.
"After traveling for a few years, he met a man who died of old age. His wife was a student he taught by hand. Therefore, it can be said that his wife is the best impersonator of the Fushan Buddhist."
Fushan lay people are indeed wild and unruly.
But literati, somewhat arrogant.
But the Buddhist priest in Fushan had no such thing at all.
Not only did he not, he was not even in good spirits.
When he was wandering around with his wife, there was no silver on her body, so she sold the painting now. When you don't want to paint, let your wife ghostwriter.
Fushan's wife is indeed a very good student, and her handwriting can be completely fake.
"You mean, this painting was painted by the wife of the Fushan layman. What's the proof?"
"The Fushan layman is an indifferent person in his bones. Most of his paintings are focused on landscapes. Even if there are living things, they are mostly awkward. The cow in this painting is the biggest flaw."