Maid's Diary: Devil Master, Please Behave

Qingkong house, steward Qian and Mrs. Zhang have been waiting in front of the hall for a long time.

Steward Qian raised his neck and stood on tiptoe to look over the avenue. In the old housekeeper's uneasy eyes, he finally aimed at his young master -- and munan, who was lying on his back.

"Throw the boy back to the room and change an ice pack." Gu Yuze enters the door, cold face orders.

"Young master, what's wrong with Xiaonan?" Zhang Ma hugged munan, who fell into a deep sleep, carefully placed it on the silver sofa and touched munan's bright and clean forehead with worry.

Mother Zhang looked at the injuries on the young man's face and hands, and at her indifferent young master. She could not help her eyes turning red and wet. "Young master, even if Xiaonan did anything wrong, you should not beat Xiaonan like this. Look at this hand, it is still bruised with ice. Poor child ～"

Gu Yuze:

he is lazy He explained to them that what he needed most was a cold bath to wash away the strange thoughts in his heart!

Munan was taken back to her room in a daze. Mother Zhang carefully covered her quilt, adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner, and pitifully changed an ice bag for her black left hand.

Steward Qian stood on the edge, watching munan vaguely "comatose", his face "sick" haggard. Munan was born to be very good-looking, this pair of pretty face with a sick face is more pitiful, steward qian can not help but sigh.

Nowadays, people want money to be an assistant, while munan is desperate to be an assistant. Pity this handsome young man, but he got into trouble with his own Devil master.

Munan sleeps in a daze, but she doesn't know what people think. She languidly holds the white quilt and hangs half her foot outside. She has a strange and strange dream:

then, munan wakes up.

She wiped the cold sweat on her forehead, looked out of the window at the dusk of the day and the dim night. She scolded the sleeping trough in a low voice and continued to sleep under the quilt.

Unfortunately, Gu Yuze, who took a cold bath tonight, also had a similar dream. But the conversation changed direction:

then, Gu Yuze woke up with a start.

He wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, looked out of the window, the sky was dim and the night was dim. He scolded the sleeping trough in a low voice, lifted the quilt and continued to sleep.

To some extent, dreams are also the real inner reactions of people.

As the sun sets and the sea and sky are the same, who can know that the long and oblique shadow of the deserted coastal road is an unforgettable memory in the dream of lovers for many years.

munan got up early in the morning. Just as he was vaguely rubbing his eyes and walking into the inner hall, his sharp eyed mother Zhang found out.

"Oh, Xiaonan, the patient should rest more. Breakfast is on the table. Go back and lie down after eating. " Zhang's mother threw away the feather duster on her hand, and walked with a friendly little step. The feather duster almost knocked the oil painting on the marble wall askew.

Zhang Ma worried to pick up munan's left hand, yesterday's ugly bruise has dissipated, the back of her hand left a light blue. Then he looked up at munan's right face. The wound on his pretty face was scabby.

"Fortunately, there's nothing serious about the face. Otherwise, such a good-looking young man will ruin his face. It's just natural." Zhang's mother was still frightened, so she pulled munan to the table and said with pride, "this is a big tonic breakfast I specially made by Zhang ma. Even if a vegetable eats it, you can jump around. Xiao Nan, please try it."

Munan laughs and looks at the dining table. He is shocked by the full appearance of the Manchu and Han banquet.

The dining table originally belongs to the noble style classical long table, tonifying brain, bone, heart and kidney. There is no one that is not filled. From one end to the other, there are various dishes. Large and small dishes can be compared to a royal feast. In the early morning light sun, curling white fog diffuses, fragrance is rich and light, soup and porridge are warm, medicine is mixed, pig bone and soybean are mixed, and they are all going to munan's nose.

To a certain extent, munan, a handsome, good-natured and clever young man, has always been the most popular with middle-aged and elderly aunts. Zhang's mother is closer to munan than her son. If Gu Yuze represents the cold South Pole, Zhang's mother is the sun that the equator can dry people to death, not warm, but hot.

Mu Nan scratched his head: "Zhang Ma, when will qingkong house raise pigs? I can't fill up even ten dishes. "

Mother Zhang stepped on her feet kindly and tried to touch munan's head. She found that her height was less than 1.6 meters, which was not enough to support munan's height of over 1.7 meters. She had to pull her to the table and sit down. She said with deep heart: "this is qingkong house's apology to Xiaonan. If it wasn't for the young master's violent temper, you would not have been hurt like this!"

Munan felt that it was better to be honest: "no, I didn't hurt Gu Yuze. Yesterday, I was stabbed in the face when I stepped on the glass

Zhang Ma shook her head and sighed, and her face showed sadness: "Xiaonan, even if you want to excuse the young master, you should also find a good excuse. Ah, I pity you are such a kind child. The young master is so cruel as to beat you. "

Munan has been unable to explain that Gu Yuze's character is so bad that no matter how pure the truth is, he can not be washed white.

Try to taste a thin porridge with preserved eggs and lean meat. The entrance is soft and glutinous, and the lips and teeth are fragrant. Munan's appetite suddenly opens up. Like a hungry fox, he pours down on the table like a hungry fox.Zhang's mother was full of pity, staring at the young man's face, poor child, since the young master's assistant has not a good fruit. I don't know how long it will last?

White stairs slowly come, black shadow, Gu Yuze just arrived at the table, saw a shocking scene.

Jun Mei unconsciously twisted into a knot in a knot. He always knew that munan's eating style was terrible. But today, this miserable eating appearance refreshed his cognition. Gu Yuze almost suspected that the white porcelain bowl would be swallowed by the boy.

His eyes motioned for Zhang Ma to leave. Zhang Ma stopped, looking at the unconscious munan with worry, and turned to leave helplessly.

Gu Yuze opened his chair and sat down in front of munan. There are few people who can eat at the same table as Gu Yuze.

Looking at this boy's lively eating appearance, it is estimated that there is no big problem in his body. He puts down his mind secretly. After a cold bath last night, he managed to clear his mind.

Why not munan?

Very simple answer, this is his assistant Gu Yuze.

It's a gift to give a helping hand occasionally; it's his principle not to be bullied by others.

Since he was a child, his clothing, food, housing and transportation had natural norms, and his actions and actions were all noble. Munan uses porridge as water and licks the plate after eating it; Gu Yuze keeps the basic table manners of the upper class, warming his stomach with a cup of black tea, taking the new report, and slowly taking a silver spoon to drink porridge.

The scene on the dining table is somewhat inexplicably harmonious.

Munan seems heartless to eat, Gulu Gulu a pure natural bandit gas, in fact, his eyes have long floated to the opposite person. The man on the opposite side ate slowly and looked more like performing arts, which was quite eye-catching.

"Young master, I saw a mobile phone message from the bank this morning."

"Well."

"Well, I'm not short of money now. You don't have to pay me in advance."

Gu Yuze raised his head, glanced at mu'nan lightly, and his lips moved: "I don't want to advance my salary in advance. Can you manage it? I was in a good mood that day, and I gave you all my salary of one year, which was only one year less than this. "

Yo yo, take a look at the tone of the hanging and exploding sky. Mu Nan is disgusted. NIMA has money and is willful.

After breakfast, munan got into the garage for a while and pulled out the big and small pieces Gu Yuze needed to go to school and tossed it for a while. Only then did he drive the silver sports car.

Gu Yuze has been impatient for a long time, and catching munan is another crackling accusation. Munan seems to have been used to scratching his ears and shaking the steering wheel. The sports car sped to Shenghua college.