What to Do When the Campus Idol Is Too Overbearing

38, he is good

Lu Yao remembered the staff in the house: Fishing rice, aunt, sweeping the aunts, Zheng, recently, please go home, only specially responsible for the washing, aunt, sweeping the aunt, cleaning the stairs and two young master The live children will give her. Lu Yi feels she should be her.

He downhed to the laundry room, the laundry Auntie was cool to hold the foot of the meat stockings on the coffee table. On the balcony, there is still a small mountainous warm clothes, and there are all kinds of luxury goods, code.

Lu Rong has a courtesy: "Auntie, do you have all things on the corridor yesterday?"

The laundry aunt slowly turned into him, the body was tight. Lu Rong realized that she was aware of her hate: she also got the idleness of the wind!

He gently: This is the hardworking wisdom of his hardworking, he is absolutely will never make this batch of people.

Aunt, aunt, clearly know that the idle value of the warm wind is amazing, and the Lu Rong is revealing the eyes: "The young master throws out, I thought it was a young master."

Lu Yongnan has doubled. If he is now in the moment, it is just to put it on the wardrobe. The laundry is willing to take back to the warm wind. When you see these, you will say: "Throwing it off, what? You go to handle it. "This batch of fiscal words will return to the aunt.

It seems that this is not the wind: "Yes."

The laundry aunt guessed the truth of the matter from his hesitated, slightly: Mao children do not understand the rules, and want to grab her goods: "The young master don't want something, I will go to handle it."

Lu Yixiang thought, if he said now, this batch of warm winds give him, you have sovereignty for this batch, the laundry aunt is bound to find the warm wind, how do you think?

No, absolutely can't say.

If you can't say it is a warm air to send him, what should I do?

Lu Yao thought about it, no longer tangled her questions: "Well."

The laundry Auntie thought it had won the victory, and she would like to help himself.

Lu Rong: "Right, Xiaofeng is looking for you."

Washing aunt: "Find me?"

Lu Rong: "Well, there is a changing clothes in his room."

The laundry aunt felt fraud, and the big grandfather never allowed them to enter his room. She refused to say: "I will pass it tomorrow."

Lu Rong: "His bookshelf also wipe it."

The laundry aunt is not believed, and the big master never wiped up, but she can't refuse the requirements of the owner, and I refused to say: "I am not clean aunt."

Lu Rong shrugged: "You can talk to him." Let's go.

The laundry aunt wanted to go, or got up and went to the warm room. In this big house, the only thing that is the only thing of the laundry is a young master, because the big masters are higher than top, mysterious, no temper, no one dares to provoke him. Here is the nanny still very unreasonable, she doesn't want to lose this job.

After the laundry Auntie left, there was no sound in the dark corridor, and it was Lu Rong. Lu Rong called the warm wind: "I just let the aunt come to wipe a closet and bookshelf."

The warm wind does not like others into their own site, and silencely declares their anger.

Lu Rong was soft: "I am giving you a meal."

Just the laundry Auntie knocked on the door of the warm wind, smile, "" The young master, Xiao Shao said ... "

The warmth is cold and coldly holds the mobile phone command: "Go to the wardrobe, and bookshelf."

Washing aunt: "..."

Lu Yao is in his ear: "You let her rub."

The warmth sweeps an aunt who entered his bedroom: "Take carefully."

Lu Yidou hanged the phone, touched the idleness of the warm wind, moved into the room wardrobe next door, carefully locked the door, and his mouth raised the arc of the belly.

The house is a place where a weak meat is a weak meat. Who is it just who is on the corridor. He is very big, throwing it, ran out of the room, running out with the warm wind, saying that there is no use with the laundry aunt.

Then the laundry Auntie left the bookshelf to wipe the warm wind, causing the idleness that lost on the balcony, and it is unable to blame. He just retrieved himself from the hardworking wisdom from the .

Lu Yili hand, calm down the ground floor to make improvement version of the small fish cake.

Lu Rong rushed to the room with a small fish. The aunt of laundry is still erase. Seeing him, glaring him at anger, and didn't know what this bunny was blowing with the big grandfather. The gods were got to wipe the books at night.

She just felt wrong, she rushed back to the balcony to see her own goods in the middle, and the fucking has been moved! This little rabbit scorpion dared to play tiger from the mountain!

Little age looked at the pure and harmless, and it would take an empty door. The new wife looked at it is a stupid and sweet, and the son who raised it is not very!

The laundry, aunt hates their mother and son is a fox.

The warm wind is doing a job. Lu Rong sat down in his side, put a small fish cake and sent it to the warmth of the wind, and did not hide his own relationship with the warmth: "Come, eat."

: "I have already eaten three this evening."

Lu Rong: "Try this, I am doing new."

: "It has been a taste than on the top. The skin is crisp, and there is a progress. The head is also suitable, just too much."

Lu Rong: "Where do you think there is a problem?"

: "No gun, but a bit cold."

Lu Rong nodded: "It will be better next time."

Lu Yao said: "I will only do this."

: "...?"

What is the strange cooking skill tree? I will not be a home cooking, go to do a small snack?

Lu Rong looked at him, and then bowed his head. "Do you don't like it?"

: "... ...."

Lu Rong smiled like a flower: "I will give you a new time."

The warm wind is faint, and I consciously clam the remaining two, and I have finished eating.

The laundry aunt looks in the eyes, and the gallbladder is shocked. What kind of breed of the fox, putting the big grandfather, is it a poison? !

The laundry Auntie has a sense of justice, responsibility and mission, mixed with the black and evil forces, mixing her for the young grandfather to grab the batch of goods, secretly reporting the bookshelf, report: "I saw small Young master steals you! "

Although the batch of goods is not the case, he can analyze from the young master's words, he has not given a young master. I can fall into his stealing, and I will say that I have seen him holding clothes. I don't know how much it is before, and she is a loyalty of the family.

: "What is he stolen?"

Washing Auntie vowed: "Clothes."

Lu Yao is a lot of fruit. He left the problem of the last week - 's wardrobe, bookshelf, it took half a night, improved the small fish pie formula; also grabbed the idleness of the warm wind.

He hides in the next room in half night, and the hot wind does not want something, there is no more than a thousand under the clothes,, make a fortune. There are also a variety of perfume pen, check the style and prices, and put it onto salted fish to sell the lowest price in the whole network.

The next day, a tidal sweater of the warm wind has been taken.

Lu Yao is cool, but he suddenly thought of a question: How to send it?

In fact, you can make a big choice, call the express delivery, the clothes are packaged, but it is easy to be caught. In this housing of this weak meat, there can be a laundry aunt in a tiger, he is very dangerous.

Then he will bring to the outside.

How can you bring out? The warm wind is sitting in a car with you. If you put it in your school bag, then drums, he must check it. Put in your tote, you will be aimed at your eyes.

Lu Rong looked at the tide sweater in his hand and suddenly had a bold idea. He went to the bathroom, put the tide sweater in the school uniform shirt, and put on the school outside, pulling the zipper to the top, vertical, perfect. He is thin, the school uniform is wide, and it will not be able to see more clothes.

Lu Rong is carrying a book, fool out, no one, locks the door lock of the room, hiding into the trouser pocket. He feels that this temporary warehouse is not particularly safe. The aunt who is getting a good laundry can't find the goods in his room. I didn't pay attention to the people, transfer this batch of goods as soon as possible.

Lu Yixiang thought where to put the goods, go to the door, sit in the car in the old and China. He noticed that there was a slap in the face of the old concierge from the rearview mirror, and his mouth was also bitten.

"Do you really go to fish?" Lu Yao asked.

I took a smoke in the old and the earth, and I was blown up in the air: "In the S City, everyone has their own secrets. For example, why do you want to pull the zip to the top in 30 degrees.

Lu Rong: "Let's keep our secrets to be silent."

Old Song: "deal."

The warm wind is eaten in the morning and steamed cream small yellow bag, went to the Bentley car, opened the door behind the car, saw Lu Rongla to the zipper, slightly.

:

Could this person ... Is it inside? !

The warmth of the wind calm a few seconds to sort out the tide, slowly sit into the car, quietly digest it, twisted the head staring at Lu Rong, and squatting his eyes dangerously. The land is slightly tight, but there is no expression in the face, and it is a sentence in the wind of the wind.

"His good fortune."