Chapter 132: Damn, gratuitous provocation

But she never thought that she could meet Fan Yichen in the corridor and see the male god in her mind so closely.

Immediately, the maid with heavy makeup was beating faster, her face was covered with a strange flush, and her hands holding the stew pot trembled, not to mention how excited she was.

Hurriedly, she hurriedly deliberately used a fake voice to seduce her, and said, "Young master, you still have to go out so late, be careful......"

However, the four words "be careful with your body" were stuck in your throat before they were finished, and it was extremely uncomfortable to hold on or down.

Even with it, her expression became embarrassed and weird, and the corners of her mouth twitched comically.

I saw that when I passed by her, Fan Yijian's footsteps did not stop, and he didn't even look at her, and the whole person rushed out like a gust of wind.

From beginning to end, she was completely ignored. And this kind of casual behavior made her feel more embarrassed and resentful than contempt and contempt.

Immediately, the little maid with heavy makeup stood tense in place, looking at the direction where Fan Yiji's afterimage disappeared, the pupils of the yin owl narrowed slightly, and her facial features became hideous.

Gritting his teeth, this hatred in his heart! I hated it to the point of no return.

The next moment, he turned his head, and after turning away, the murderous Yin Owl's gaze fell in the direction of Ji Xiaoyou's bedroom upstairs, and even with it, he transferred the resentment to her.

is paranoid and ridiculous to think that it was Ji Xiaoyou's appearance that robbed her of her things. If it weren't for her, Fan Yichen wouldn't have even looked at her.

Thinking of this, the little maid with heavy makeup was murderous, and while increasing the strength of holding the stew pot in her hand, she took a sharp step, step by step, and walked upstairs.

At this time, Ji Xiaoyou, after seeing Fan Yichen leave, returned to the bedroom alone.

As soon as he turned around, he sat elegantly in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. Holding a classical masterpiece in his hand, he lowered his head and looked at it seriously.

The bright moonlight poured in through the window, crossing her fair cheeks, and the blurred colors looked beautiful, and she was even more demure and self-controlled.

The years are quiet and peaceful.

When the little maid with heavy makeup and bright makeup walked in directly without even knocking on the door with a stew pot, she raised her eyes and saw such a picture.

Suddenly, her steps froze, and while staring at Ji Xiaoyou deadly, the pupils of the yin owl narrowed slightly, and her jealous look rolled up, out of control.

Why? Why can she be so beautiful? Come to think of it, it was with this attractive skin that she ate Fan Yichen to death, right? It's really hateful!

After quickly calming down, the little maid with heavy makeup resumed her movements again, and said coldly as she walked: "Miss, the best blood swallow stewed in the kitchen, specially ordered me to send it to you to taste." ”

The tone was neither yin nor yang, and vaguely, she deliberately bit the word "good". At the same time, in the faint light of his eyes, a mockery of contempt loomed.

Look at Ji Xiaoyou's dress, it is mainly for comfort, and there is not even a more expensive brand. In her opinion, Ji Xiaoyou is not from a good background, at least she is definitely not a lady, or a wealthy lady.

After knowing this, unconsciously, she didn't take Ji Xiaoyou in her eyes anymore, and she couldn't wait to find an opportunity to give her a dismount and step on her a few times.

"Let's put that there first!"

Hearing this, Ji Xiaoyou didn't care at all, and he didn't raise his head, but the corners of his thin lips hooked upward, and he replied lightly.

Indifferent and luxurious.

"Humph! Cheap skin, what to pretend with me! ”

Seeing this, the little maid with heavy makeup suddenly felt unhappy, and after glaring at Ji Xiaoyou fiercely a few times, she couldn't help but curse viciously in her heart.

Then, while walking inside, he cleared his throat, and deliberately added, "Miss, this is the best blood swallow, and in normal times, those ordinary women outside can't drink it." Such a good thing, why don't you hurry up and taste it? ”

This time, the voice was sharp, mixed with mockery, obviously a little bitter and ill-intentioned.

Suddenly, Ji Xiaoyou's pupils narrowed dangerously, his fingertips moved lightly, and he clicked the page twice with deep meaning. It's just that I don't want to worry too much about her. Therefore, it is still the same posture as before.

"Humph!"

Seeing that her hair was all in the cotton, she fluttered lightly, without any response. The little maid with heavy makeup pursed her lips in dissatisfaction and snorted softly.

Immediately, he quickly arrived at the table a few steps away from Ji Xiaoyou, and with a "bang", the stew pot was slammed on the table.

Due to the excessive force, the soup inside shook, so that it spilled out directly. dm

At the same time, she cracked the corners of her mouth, lowered her voice, and muttered quietly but angrily: "What is pretending to be high, in the final analysis, it is just a pheasant pretending to be a phoenix, what a stinky shelf!" ”

Although the voice was not loud, it accurately drifted into Ji Xiaoyou's ears.

With a "snap" sound, closing the book, Ji Xiaoyou raised his head, his cold eyes flowed, and he ruthlessly swept towards the little maid with heavy makeup.

But when it locked on her, her pupils narrowed dangerously, and a cold glow loomed.

Although she takes the overall situation into account, she does not think of pointless disputes and conflicts with her subordinates. Not only is it a waste of time, but it also makes a belly full of anger. But it doesn't mean that she doesn't have a temper at all, and she lets some people kick her nose in the face.

Thinking of this, Ji Xiaoyou's thin lips opened lightly, and between smiling and not smiling, he asked coldly, "What did you just say?" Say it to me again. ”

Although the voice is slow, the chill is natural and inviolable.

"I ...... I ......"

Suddenly, the little maid with heavy makeup had no defense, and instinctively, she trembled all over, and was startled.

raised his head in a panic, and while looking at Ji Xiaoyou, he felt inexplicably weak in his heart.

But the next moment, he deliberately straightened his chest, not to be outdone, and retorted sharply: "I didn't say anything!" In other words, it would be a shame if you didn't drink it hot! ”

The corners of her eyebrows rose sharply and meanly, and she was blinded by lard, and her mind was hot at this time, and she couldn't care about anything. When confronting Ji Xiaoyou, the provocation was full of meaning.

Seeing this, Ji Xiaoyou's pupils narrowed dangerously, and the faint sneer on his lips couldn't help but deepen.

Then, following her words, the cold and sharp eyes slowly moved down, fell on the stew pot on the table, and suddenly said meaningfully: "You are very right, it would be a pity if such a good thing was not eaten while it was hot." Serve me a bowl and send it to me! ”

looked at her with a smile, and his slow tone was high and oppressive.

Hearing this, the woman with heavy makeup was slightly stunned at first, biting the corner of her lip stubbornly, unwilling in her heart, angry and angry, and eager to greet Ji Xiaoyou's ancestors for eight generations.

It's just that she is the master, she is the servant, in the face of the cruel reality, even if she is unwilling, she has to lower her proud and somewhat inexplicable head.

"Yes!"

After elongating the tail note and responding in a strange way, the little maid with heavy makeup turned her head and bent over, and began to move slowly.

First, he lifted the lid of the stew pot angrily and took the small glass bowl on the side. Then he grabbed the soup spoon again, and with a single stroke, he fiercely put the snow swallow in the stew pot into a small bowl.

Between the actions, the attitude and its badness. Seeing that after repeated and four provocations, Ji Xiaoyou didn't react at all, but her courage became bigger and bigger, and her performance became more and more excessive.

Pupils narrowed slightly, looking at her movements steadily, Ji Xiaoyou sneered, and his eyes were cold. All patience and forbearance, at this moment, finally disappeared without a trace.

Fingertips twitched, and they tapped lightly on the armrests of the rocking chair.

After a short while, the small glass bowl was filled with snow swallows. At this time, the little maid with heavy makeup finally stopped her movements, picked up the bowl, and slowly walked in her direction.

Standing still, as soon as he stretched out his hand, he said coldly: "Give, drink!" ”

After a pause, she pursed the corners of her mouth maliciously, and added extremely provocatively: "Drink slowly, such a good thing is only available to our young master." It's not like you're out there and you can drink whenever you want. ”

As she spoke, she deliberately bit the words "our young master", looking like that, it seemed that she wanted to provoke the relationship between the two of them.

Hearing this, Ji Xiaoyou looked at her complicatedly and funny, and then did not take the glass bowl. Instead, the center of gravity leaned back, and after finding a comfortable position, the slender legs were elegantly overlapped.

Then, as soon as he stretched out his hand, he picked up the book next to him.

Immediately afterwards, Ji Xiaoyou lowered his head, and while slowly turning the pages of the book, while flipping through them casually, he instructed lightly: "Don't worry, you take it for a while." Let's talk about it after I've finished reading these leaves! ”

When the words fell, I didn't even look at her, but I used the way of others to govern her body, and the words "take it for a while" were also meaningful when they landed.

Seeing this, the little maid with heavy makeup glared at her angrily, and couldn't help but roll her eyes several times in a row.

Although she hates in her heart, she is the master and she is a servant, Ji Xiaoyou said to let her serve the bowl for a while, and at present, she has no other way than to obey.

However, as time went on, she immediately realized that something was wrong.

All the way before, when she held the stew pot, she didn't feel anything at all. Because the walls of the stew pot are not only thick, but also double gall, which can absolutely insulate the temperature.