Chapter 48: 48. Qin Songze's Edge

Dozens of servants in the room are sitting casually in the living room.
According to the rules set by the old lady at home, they do not sleep, and the servants do not sleep.
Yuan Aunt couldn't bear the little girl staying up all night, and beckoned to the steward servant, "After an hour, turn off the main gate at home, you hurry to rest."
"Thank you Yuan Aunt, thank Yuan Aunt." The little girl who received the order beamed her eyebrows and couldn't help but pull the corners of her mouth behind her ears.
It's almost ten thirty in another hour, which happens to be the best period of sleep.
This old lady is still not paying attention to the regularity of her work and rest. This mind knows how to do routines all day long. The result of the three young masters can be imagined.

After Nan Yukong suddenly sneezed twice, Luan Xiaotian hurriedly handed out two tissues.
"Although this fish is a midnight snack, it won't sneez happily!" Luan Xiaotian exclaimed sleepily.
Those two sneezes were really time, but they didn't relieve their sleepiness.
After yawning twice, I noticed that Nan Yukong's expression was unusually funny, "Just two sneezes will not make the whole face feel bad."
That's what I said, but I couldn't help laughing.
"What's so funny?" Nan Yukong returned to his senses.
His slender hands stacked the two small bowls in front of him.
He got up, his legs were straight and long, and the emotion in his eyes instantly fell into a trough. He pinched the bridge of his nose twice, took two bowls and went to the kitchen, "Clean up the table."
Luan Xiaotian stared at the two fish dishes.
Does he mean that whoever cleans up will wash the dishes?
Nan Yukong's eyes were all on the person who rushed in with two plates in a hurry.
The girl took off her long wig, dressed in a simple cool color, and laughed, "It's pretty cute."
Looking slightly, the nose is tall, the skin is extremely tender, and the rhyming eyes are half covered by the long eyelashes, and the dim distance is half alienated.
It seems that because of sleepiness, the whole person looks more attractive.
More mixed with a bit deserted.
"What?" Luan Xiaotian put down the plate in his hand and didn't hear clearly.
Looking up, Nan Yukong was staring at her unstoppable.
It was a pair of clean and clear eyes, and the curvature of the corners of the lips evoked fantasy. It is difficult to understand whether the face that can make people crazy about it was carefully carved by the artist.
"It's okay, it's going to school tomorrow." Nan Yukong chuckles with his hands on the table with his legs folded, and then said, "Prepare yourself, I may not have time to see you personally."
Luan Xiaotian let out a faint ‘oh’.
She just raised her head inadvertently.
Then stunned.
What happened to Nan Yukong's tangled expression?
Could it be that he really wants to send her to school?
There was a rapid ringing of the phone, Nan Yukong took out the phone from his pocket, hesitated for a while before sliding down the answer button.
The person on the other side spoke for a few minutes, and Nan Yukong simply replied with the word ‘um’ and hung up the phone.
On the other side of the phone, in the bar box.
The person who was hung up sat on the sofa, blinked twice, and still had a pile of documents that had just been printed.
"Su Luo, what does San Ye mean?" Qin Songze was a little surprised.
It's about Luan Xiaotian's woman, he can actually do a ‘um’ word!
Qin Songze snuggled a nice-looking girl in his arms, holding his arm affectionately, "Master Qin, what are you angry with?"
Han Suluo smiled proudly, drank the wine in his hand, "San Ye has his own ideas, where are we laymen can guess."
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