Chapter 12: The Contrast of the Lord (11)
Saying that, Mo Jiuhua hooked his lips silently: [Little cutie shouldn't be jealous, right? ] γ
She felt like she was telling the truth.
Hearing her word "little cutie", Bu Meng shook her furry cute ears slightly, but still didn't speak.
Bu Meng was a little lost.
It shrunk its snow-white and flimpy body into a palm-sized lump and lay on its stomach in a corner of the system space.
Bu Meng really likes his host sister.,The kind I liked when I saw it for the first time.γ
However, the goose also knows its role, which is the tool of its master to capture the heart of the young lady...... Oh no, it's just a tool.
As an assistant to its own master, it should be happy to see that the young lady is interested in the master.
But Bu Meng found out, why can't it be happy to pinch it?
Now listening to the young lady praising the master, I think that such a beautiful and sassy young lady is about to be arched by her own master silver, it ......
It's a bit sad QAQ!
γβ¦β¦ Cutie? γ
Bu Meng's thoughts were brought back to her senses by Mo Jiuhua, and then she asked herself with a smile in her tone: [Is the little cutie jealous? γ
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Bu Meng in the space rolled around embarrassedly, and then awkwardly admitted: [...... Uh-huh~γ
[Snort! γ
Mo Jiuhua completely lost his smile, and his tone had a hint of seductive/charming, sultry...... The meaning of flirting with the milk dog is full: [Meng Bao ~ Don't drink too much vinegar too sour, wait for me to come back from completing the task, and compensate (rua) you well~]
γWhew~γ
I'm so shy~
Bu Meng squatted in place, and when he heard this, he directly stretched out his two soft little paws in front of him to cover his little head.
It's just that the claws are too small, but the cute plush ears dyed with little pink are not covered.
Mo Jiuhua's consciousness went into the system space and swept around, and at a glance, he saw the whole soft and glutinous pink and white dumpling that had clumped itself together.
Big Mo's eyes gradually became hot, and he rubbed his hands to express that he wanted to rua, but then the goose ......
It's just a few steps away from Qingwuyuan.
Mo Jiuhua had no choice but to retract his consciousness regretfully.
It's better to make up for it after the task is completed.
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Inside Qingwu Garden.
Mo Jiuhua returned to the room with the complicated and different eyes of the maids around him.
The little salute that had been placed before was going to be put together again.
Mo Jiuhua put the re-tied burden on the bed first, and then turned around.
Suddenly, a figure flew down under her, followed by an urgent cry of pleading.
Mei Tong knelt on the ground, grabbed the skirt under Mo Jiuhua with both hands, raised her head and looked eager to flatter: "Ah Jiu, no matter what method you use to make the housekeeper and the prince notice you, but for the sake of us entering the mansion together today, you can tell the housekeeper, can you take me with you, please!" β
Mo Jiuhua raised his eyebrows and lowered his eyes to look at Mei Tong, who was grasping his nerves, and slowly put a question mark in his heart.
Isn't this a brain C?
Without waiting for Mo Jiuhua to answer, Mei Tong opened his mouth again, and his eyes were inexplicably moist: "Ah Jiu, I have been poor since I was a child, and I don't look very good, and my parents don't want to see me, I ......"
Mei Tong said a lot of pitiful things about herself, and finally said with a stubborn and firm expression: "...... So, I want to be a human being, even if it's ...... It's a sweeping ......."
"You're a sweeper now." Mo Jiuhua interrupted her lightly: "The job that Wei Zhangshi arranged for you is to sweep the floor, so your dream has come true, why do you want me to take you?" β
As he spoke, Mo Jiuhua slowly bent down, forcefully pulled out his skirt from the other party's hand, and took two steps back.