Yun Chujiu glanced at Steward Luo unhappily: "Steward Luo, how can you pour such hot tea for the hall master's wife?

Steward Luo knew that Yun Chujiu was going down the stairs for the hall master's wife, so he had to say: "Madam, the slave knows the mistake, and the slave and maid will pour it back for you." ”

The hall master's wife took out a handkerchief and wiped the corners of her mouth, and waved her hand: "It's none of your business!

The hall master's wife was so angry that she didn't know what to say, but after thinking about it, this little waste has become a little bald head, and Beiming may be bored with her, the uglier she tosses, the better!

"Madam Hall Master, do you also think that my new hairstyle is very shiny? This is a symbol of wisdom, as the saying goes, a smart head does not grow hair!" Yun Chujiu said playfully.

The Lady of the Hall

Luo is in charge

Eight maids-in-waiting

Dark Wind with mushrooms in the corner and others

The hall master's wife had a huge doubt about her son's vision, son, have you deviated from the path of growth? How can you like such a cheeky little waste? Your taste is so unique!

"Mrs. Hall Master, do you think what I said is very reasonable? Come, don't be stunned, I'll pour you a cup of tea! How monotonous it is to drink tea! Take care of things and get two plates of dim sum. Yun Chujiu sat opposite the hall master's wife, took out a teacup by himself, poured a cup of tea for himself shamelessly, and drank it slowly.

Steward Luo obviously hadn't woken up from Yun Chujiu's words just now, and inexplicably took out two plates of pastries from the storage ring and put them on the stone table.

As soon as Steward Luo's pastry was put down, Yun Chujiu stretched out his sinful paw and picked up a piece of delicious food and ate it, and said while eating: "Mrs. Hall Master, your pastry tastes really good, you're welcome, eat some too." ”

The dark wind in the corner felt that there seemed to be green smoke coming out of the head of the hall master's wife, and lit a wax for her in his heart, our venerable turtle hair is also being tortured by Miss Nine.

The hall master's wife took a deep breath: "Little waste, where is Beiming?"

Yun Chujiu didn't squeak, this old witch and the little white face are really a family, one calls me a little waste and the other calls me a black thing, neither of them is a good thing!

"Little waste, let me ask you, what about Beiming?" the hall master's wife slapped the table.

"You said Brother Beiming, Brother Beiming is in the house, well, he wants to surprise you, so he has been hiding in the house, you call him, and he comes out. Yun Chujiu took a sip of dim sum and a sip of tea, not to mention more moisturizing.

The hall master's wife was stunned for a moment, surprise me?

This Beiming has had a paralyzed face since he was a child, and he has never said anything to surprise my mother, this time it won't be for this little waste to please me, right?!

Although the hall master's wife did not show it on her face, she had some expectations in her heart, and shouted into the house: "Beiming, you come out!"

Di Beiming had just finished taking a bath, and when he heard the hall master's wife calling him, he simply cleaned up, pushed the door and walked out.

The hall master's wife saw Emperor Beiming's shiny bald head at first sight, she thought she was mistaken, and then looked carefully, and then jumped up from the chair in shock: "Beiming! You, where is your hair? Why did you become bald?"