Chapter 1341: Du Fu 67

Chapter 1341
I thought that as long as he entered the Fu's manor, he would be able to see Fu Miaoxue, but Du Lai had been a gardener for seven or eight days, and he didn't even see Fu Miaoxue's shadow.
It's a bit like the ancient imperial concubine visiting the back garden. Once Fu Miaoxue has a leisurely mood, all the people in that area will be removed and only the bodyguards will be left.
Monkeys can often be met. Fu Miaoxue allowed the monkey to move freely in the manor. Anyway, the monkey would go to the restaurant to look for her when it was time for dinner, and there was a golden collar similar to Du Lai's neck, which contained a location tracker.
Just a few days later, not only Du Lai was anxious, but even the dishwashers were also anxious. They came in to get the position of Fu Lisheng's treasure house, but now half a month has passed, and there is no progress.
Finally one day, the opportunity came.
Fu Miaoxue didn't know what was going on, and asked her bodyguards to hold a chicken and stand in the garden and let her play with it. The bodyguards in the manor perform their duties. Of course, they cannot all be assigned to let her tease. So the butler assigned 20 bodyguards and 20 servants. Among these 20 servants, Du Lai happened to be there.
Du Lai was holding a yellow-brown linen hen, lying in Du Lai's arms with her neck shrinking, her chicken feet shaking from time to time, trying to escape.
Today he didn't wear a mask, but he put on fake beards and fake eyebrows to avoid being recognized by the bodyguards and butlers who had seen him. After all, it was the group of people who took him off the deserted island.
At the same time, he was also a little curious-would Fu Miaoxue recognize him?
Should it be possible? Get along for so long day and night, so that you can't recognize it after changing your beard and eyebrows.
He looked forward silently, only to see the shadows of trees, the forty people lined up in a long string, every time he heard the sound of a stone falling, the line walked forward, like a long dragon in front of a supermarket checkout counter. .
After returning home, she probably didn't practice frequently, so the technique was quite unfamiliar, because Du Lai didn't even hear a rooster, but there were several times when the person holding the rooster was hit and screamed, and was blocked by Fu Miaoxue's curse. go back.
Du Lai's heart slander: This product is intentional. If you just want to hit the chicken, can you just tie the chicken and place it on the ground? Why have to let someone hold a chicken?
A sharp suddenly sounded!
"Gluck giggled -"
Du Lai was taken aback, and then he heard Fu Miaoxue burst into a hearty laugh. The laughter was so familiar, it reminded him of the days on the island. Even now separated by trees and hedges, he could still imagine her proud and arrogant at the moment.
I don't know how she will react when she sees him? I hope I can't wear it...
The team continued to move forward, turned a corner, and far away, he saw Fu Miaoxue.
Today she wore a handsome riding outfit, a white shirt, a black vest, and a delicate bow tie against her slap-sized face, smart and cute.
Sure enough, distance produces beauty. He has no feeling for so many close snuggling on the island. Now that I saw her suddenly, he thought she was cute.
Five security guards or servants stood in a row, separated by a few meters. Fu Miaoxue rode a white horse back and forth, gazing at the chicken in the arms of the five people. His expression was serious, not like a prank.
But as soon as she shot, she hit someone! People could bear the pain, but the chicken was frightened and struggling. One chicken broke free from flapping its wings frantically, and Fu Miaoxue angrily threw it on the security guard who caught the chicken!
"Useless things! The chickens can't catch them!" she shouted.
Du Lai glanced at the rolling stones, which were round agate beads.
This prodigal girl...
"You, come here!" Fu Miaoxue pointed to Du Lai with a stern face, "Hold the chicken well, if it moves, I will chop off your feet!"
Du Lai: "..."
Damn, wouldn’t it be more convenient for you to chop the chicken feet directly?
(End of this chapter)