Chapter 834: Can I hold your thigh? 16

Look good, then?
The young fellow waited for a long time, but did not wait for one.
Therefore, her liking all the time was based on his handsome appearance.
The young fellow never expected that he stopped and heard...
It's such a superficial reason!
I couldn't help but want to sneer.
Ha ha, a superficial woman, actually pictured him like a skin bag!
So the so-called love in this world is superficial and hypocritical.
It's so ridiculous!
And the most ridiculous thing is that she didn't even want to give him a pack of mung bean cakes because of his good skin.
Reluctantly handed it over, after being stuffed back by him, he was even embarrassed to eat it all by himself!
Don't think he didn't see it, he saw it all!
After eating and wiping, he put out his small tongue and licked the greased paper bag.
The young boy left angrily.
shallow!
hypocritical!
ridiculous!
At this moment, maybe even he himself doesn't know what he is angry about...
Maybe you are angry, you can't even match a pack of mung bean cake?
Or is it angry that Fanxing's likes to him are all fake?
He didn't realize it, nor did he detect it.
All in all, it is very angry.

Alas, all in all, I am very sad.
The little maid of Lan Zhi and the star cub face to face, you look at me, and I look at you.
At the end, Lan Zhi finally said helplessly to Fanxing: "Are you really looking down on the young man for the sake of that young man?"
Xing Xing Zai did not hesitate: "I don't like it, it's poor."
Those with poor health won't work.
Only with good health can she have a life, let her write all kinds of scripts.
Oh, she can also like poor health.
However, the young master didn't give her a star, and wanted to make an exception.
dislike.
no feelings.
She knew at first glance that she would never get acquainted with him.
Maybe the relationship between people depends on fate, especially for such a wayward boy.
As far as the young master Gongsun Yue is good at her, it is probably a stranger who neither dislikes nor likes deliberately.
Even if everyone said that the eldest grandfather Gongsun Leshan, he is a kind person who is gentle to the extreme and never harsh to his servants...
The boy was indifferent from start to finish.
There will not be any splashes in my heart at all.
He is a good person, what does it have to do with her?
No duck!
"Then you quietly like that little servant, don't let Sister Yuxin know about it." The little maid Lan Zhi felt that she was broken. "Let Sister Yuxin know that you are so bold to grab someone from her, she must Will be very angry, and will target you."
Fanxing Momo Lanzhi's dog head, "Good."
Although, she is not afraid of Yuxin at all.
However, in order to reassure Lan Zhi, she can pretend to be afraid.
She doesn't know why, but thinks that Lan Zhi is cute and loving, and wants to treat her better, better...
She seems to know her... a long, long time ago?

Since I knew that the little maid who helped her clean the room was actually a superficial picture of his good skin, the young maid became more and more malicious towards her...
After wiping the desk, it was still as clean as a new snow-white veil.
It seems that the room is still cleaned as before.
The young boy curled his lips harshly.
If you like cleaning, just clean it.
Anyway, no matter how long he cleaned the house, months, six months, a year, or even years, he would never be tempted by her!
He wants her to know what cruelty is!
What is the meaning of bamboo basket fetching water!
If the search knows what the dog dad is thinking about, he might be tempted to cover his mouth and cry...
It's grass, it's also a dignified God of War anyhow, is it really just like that?
Return the bamboo basket to fetch water...
Cruel...
I don't know, I thought how badly the boy lost. What kind of abuse of the body and the heart, the wealth is empty, and so on.
But in fact, it just helped you clean the house for a period of free.
With such a second-degree illness, I really believe that you are a ghost!

In Gongsun Mansion, the meals of the people in each yard were sent to the kitchen by two or three people and brought them back to the yard.
There is a special room in the yard, which is used to feed the children.
Of course, at the level of big maid and close servant, it is of course different from the meals eaten by other rough servants.
After the rough servants in the yard are brought back, the high-level servants usually take them back to the house and enjoy them alone.
The rough servants in the yard were very envious of the food of the maids.
Looking at what people eat is what makes life really enjoyable. Those meals are not much worse than those of the masters.
Alas, the same person does not die.
Although they are all subordinates, who can make them be appreciated by the master?
However, these foods that made the other servants extremely envious, fell into the eyes of the young man, and still made him find it difficult to swallow...
Color and fragrance, none of them are available.
The chicken is too wood, the duck is too hard, the greens are too old and the rice is not fragrant.
Give it to pigs, but don’t eat them!
The young fellow just took a few bites, then put the chopsticks down again, and threw them aside.
He lay down on the bed, frowning tightly.
The cramps from his stomach made him almost unbearable.
He also knew that he couldn't continue to be so picky. After all, he was seriously injured not long ago, and his vitality has not been recovered. With such a loss of appetite, there are few things that I can eat in a day.
Body bones will be worn down sooner or later.
But he can't eat it, just can't eat it!
He and his clothes tossed on the bed.
He kept frowning and wondering, who was he before?
What kind of identity is it to develop such a squeamish stomach?
The young boy was so hungry that his stomach twitched, and fine sweat began to erupt on his forehead. He only felt that the short-term pain was particularly difficult.
"Honghu, the old lady rewarded a piece of hibiscus chicken. I will show it to you to taste it."
Yuxin knocked on the door unhurriedly.
Other people in the yard pricked their ears to listen, both envious and jealous...
The dishes that the old lady personally appreciates, Miss Yuxin really has a face.
When Yu Xin realized that there were other people around him paying attention to her, she gently held her head up without a trace, and stood sideways at the door of the young man, revealing her elegant and slender neck with a sense of superiority.
Even the tone of calling the door was a bit more hypocritical, "Honghu, you open the door."
Others: "..."
Hey, isn't there a mother who was a nanny next to the old lady and was a nurse for the young master?
What is it?
It's just a door, like that when you mess around with the aunt in the old house at night.
The door suddenly opened.