Suddenly, something entered the maid's eyes, it was a scarf of some terrible color, and the maid was stunned for a moment.

"Miss, you are really, why do you throw dirty rags around?" The maid seemed to be very disgusted, and casually twisted the scarf woven by Ling Jiu'er with two knuckles.

Ling Jiu'er saw it in her eyes and felt pain in her heart, this was something she had spent a long time weaving, and she actually turned it into a rag with the wrong person behind her back.

But from the maid's words and deeds, it can be concluded that this thing really looks ..... At least at first glance it doesn't look like a scarf.

"I ......" Ling Jiu'er had just finished chewing on a steak in her mouth, she opened her mouth, not knowing what to say.

If she had admitted that it was actually a scarf she had knitted, she wondered what an interesting expression would appear on the face of this lovely maid lady.

"If you don't think it's useful, I'll throw it away, because this rag looks so old, you see here, some of the threads are sticking out."

The maid picked up the scarf casually and pointed to a place, Ling Jiu'er stepped forward to take a closer look, indeed, the threads here were messy, and several of them were protruding.

"Xiao Chen, don't make up your mind so early, maybe it's not a rag."

Ling Jiu'er planned to take a detour, and because the young lady made the scarf she knitted was too undignified, she was embarrassed to say that it was a scarf she had knitted.

"It's not a rag, what else could it be?" The maid didn't seem to agree with Ling Jiu'er's statement, but she didn't really want to refute it.

“...... Actually, I knit it myself. Ling Jiu'er looked at the maid's face and said with some embarrassment, her eyes didn't even dare to look directly into the maid's eyes.

The maid just glanced at Ling Jiu'er, as if she had guessed her thoughts, even if she thought about it with her ass, she could think that there were some dirty things that Ling Jiu'er had woven for Jiang Yize.

So she tugged at the corners of her mouth, trying to soften her tone as much as possible, so as not to hurt the heart of this girl who was in love.

"It's actually quite special, isn't it? And I think as long as it's something you make with your own hands, Young Master Jiang Yize will like it. ”

The maid touched Ling Jiu'er's head lovingly, as if to comfort her, but her tone was still very flat.

Because from her point of view, love is not all of her young lady, she hopes that her young lady will become a dragon and a phoenix, instead of revolving around this man all day long.

"I hope so." Ling Jiu'er had already taken the scarf from the maid's hand, and she held it in her arms with some pity, as if she was holding Jiang Yize.

Even though this scarf is a little torn, the thread is not very good, and the color is a little embarrassing, hmm..... In general is good for nothing......

But even so, she used her love to weave it, if Jiang Yize dared to dislike it or had a trace of disgust on his face, she would definitely beat him.

Right! As the future hostess of the Jiang family, she is to be so domineering!

"By the way, I don't know what happened to He Sheng?" Ling Jiu'er suddenly remembered that it seemed that He Sheng was also going to give Gu Bei a gift.

According to He Sheng's temperament, what gift would he give Gu Bei, one or two history books? Or send a workbook? That's not too funny.

Thinking so, Ling Jiu'er called He Sheng.

Seeing this, the maid waved her sleeves and immediately avoided it, the master called, and she never dared to stand next to her and eavesdrop.

This is also a habit inherited from Ling Jiu'er, so in front of Ling Jiu'er, she never eavesdrops on her, unless Ling Jiu'er agrees that he represents this room.

But this time Ling Jiu'er didn't give any orders, which meant that she had to leave the room quickly.

"It's rude, miss." The maid bowed to Ling Jiu'er very respectfully, and then quickly exited the room, the whole movement was clean and neat, without dragging mud and water.

Ling Jiu'er watched the man leave, and then opened the WeChat video call.

This WeChat was added by Ling Jiu'er on the grounds of communication and learning, and every day since then, she has forced He Sheng to send her the answers to her math homework.

Over time, each of their criminal records was recorded on the mobile phone, and Ling Jiu'er would regularly delete her and He Sheng's chat records for convenience, and this sneaky feeling was the first time.

The phone was connected less than two minutes later, He Sheng took the phone, and looked at Ling Jiu'er blankly, as if he had just woken up.

"Isn't it, He Sheng, you're still sleeping?" Ling Jiu'er held the phone in one hand, and covered her mouth in surprise with the other.

Dear good student He Sheng actually slept lazily and slept until noon? This can really be regarded as earth-shattering news.

"I was just doing an exercise and accidentally fell asleep, if it weren't for your phone call, I might have slept until lunchtime."

He Sheng rubbed his eyes, he looked hazy and just woke up, like a little sheep, and he really looked a little cute like a junior brother.

Although Ling Jiu'er didn't make any moves on the surface, how many times she took screenshots in the dark, even she couldn't tell herself, if these photos were given to Bai Duoduo, she should be happy.

"Do you have anything to do, you want to copy your homework again, copy your homework, just send a message." He Sheng rubbed his hair and asked with some confusion, and his spirit also recovered a little.

"No, I just want to ask what gift you prepared for Boss Gu."

Ling Jiu'er curled her hair with a pencil and pursed her mouth in boredom, obviously she had no malicious intent.

But this expression did seem like this in He Sheng's eyes...... Indescribable.

"You just talk well, don't pout, it's ugly." He Sheng said these words very ruthlessly, and it was the kind with an expressionless face.

Ling Jiu'er was simply stunned, it was the first time she was said to be ugly, and it was actually said by He Sheng, she felt unhappy in an instant.

"To ...... Yes, you have to take care of it! I look good all the time. ”

Ling Jiu'er glared at He Sheng, with a dissatisfied look on her face, and for a moment she forgot the question she had just asked.

"By the way, what did you just ask me to send my brother?" He Sheng looked at Ling Jiu'er's face and suddenly came back to his senses.

"What." Ling Jiu'er originally just wanted to ask casually, but when He Sheng said this, she became a little interested.