Maid's Diary: Devil Master, Please Behave

Outside the campus, silver sports cars cross the road.

Munan carries his bag in his left hand and Gu Yuze's in his right hand. Ghost knows what is contained in Gu Yuze's big bag. It's heavy and heavy, at least 50 Jin, which makes Mu Nan's arm sour.

Gu Yuze sat in the car, one hand on the steering wheel, eyes under Sunglasses jokingly fell on munan standing by the door.

"Is it heavy?"

Munan raised his eyelids: "it's quite heavy."

"This young slave naturally wants to be strong. It should be an excellent exercise way to go back to qingkong house with a load of 50kg on foot, don't you think?"

For a moment, munan has the impulse to put this big bag into Gu Yuze's mouth. Fortunately, her faith was firm enough, and her original intention to come to Shenghua beat her anger nerves and turned into a farfetched smile: "yes, yes, yes, you are all right!"

Yes, wool!

What a sadist!

"Tut Tut, the little slave laughed worse than he cried." Gu Yuze bad smile, engine roar, exhaust gas spray munan mouth is.

Looking at the sports car figure disappeared in the sight, munan gritted his teeth and scolded a three character classic in his heart.

When you look up, there are trees in the shade, the sun is falling on the beach, there are seagulls flying across the sea level, and the exquisite and gorgeous gate of Shenghua college sighs silently behind her.

Mu Nan glanced at Gu Yuze's bag and gnawed his teeth. This man is really bad! Big bag across the shoulder, not more than ten kilometers away, can you defeat her?

Gu Yuze was in a good mood and drove slowly all the way. How could he let a little slave overburden him? The little face with resentment on his face came to mind, and he was seldom in a good mood.

Glancing at the rearview mirror, I saw a black shadow like a small grain of rice in the mirror. Munan carries a huge bag, walking slowly, like a small snail carrying a house.

The snail suddenly sprained and fell to the ground. Gu Yuze fingers a meal, Mou son tiny shrink, see Mu Nan fall, heart unexpectedly some strange unbearable.

In the clear picture reflected in the rearview mirror, she bared her teeth and got up from the ground. She seemed to curse something low. She raised her foot and kicked the bag, and then put on her back two bags and continued to hunch forward.

Step by step, she did not have any vehicles passing by. She walked slowly from the sunset. It seemed that she had some sad and desolate feeling.

With the sun setting, the young man walked alone on the road, fell down and got up, which made people feel guilty.

Gu Yuze Jun eyebrows can't help but gather together.

Here, munan is carrying a 50 Jin bag, and his eyes are wandering. In fact, this weight is nothing to a taekwondo person. What she is thinking about is how to find the whereabouts of her mother's bracelet.

She has just arrived at home, and it is still unclear where the storage room is. Her mother's time is running out. She must find the lost bracelet as soon as possible. As for Gu Yuze, get, this person how to toss about casually, regard as take care of a naughty child.

Just thinking, a silver car shadow suddenly appeared in the sight.

Wandering munan ignored, feet inertia to turn a direction, forehead hair floating a radian, passed by the car.

Before he took two steps, he was pulled back. The bag in his hand was also snatched and thrown into the back seat of the car at will. Munan was interrupted, and his heart was slightly angry. He looked up and said, "who the hell are you? In the way

Gu Yuze:

a black crow croaked in the air.

He looked at munan alone quite pitiful, rarely merciful to take her back, who expected munan this smelly boy to open his mouth to scold.

"Get in the car!"

Burst drink a, munan shrunk shoulders, swallow saliva.

"Young master, I'd better go by myself --"

"don't talk nonsense, get in the car!"

Gu Yuze looks very tangled, in the edge of rage. Munan dares to refuse, the result is to be fumigated into iron plate. Munan carefully opened the back door and arched in carefully.

The engine roared and the arrow rushed into the distance. Munan, who had not yet fastened his seat belt, was almost thrown away.

The sports car all the way back to the green empty house, the speed is amazing. Munan's eyes were almost tearful when the cold wind blew. They squinted at the beautiful side face of the man in the front seat. Under the black sunglasses, he half pursed his lips, which seemed quite angry.

Angry?

Just because he scolded, the man was angry again? Are the circuits of the rich so strange?