Chapter 41 This is a kind of pampering
Do you know how big the whole Zhan Ya Garden is? A certain king actually asked her to clean it thoroughly from top to bottom, from front to back!
She felt like she was going to die!
After a long circle around the garden, he finally returned to the house. With a flick of his boots, he fell lazily on the couch, "No more!" No more! If it goes on like this, I won't be able to straighten my waist! ”
A certain king is intentional! Didn't you just sleep in his bed and live in his garden? As for such a big cleanliness fetish!
Nanfeng Zhan is sick! I don't like slaves and maids! Women are not allowed to approach! Then don't bother her!
Isn't it, it's time to carry it with her!
"Lord Wang! You're back! ”
"Huh?" In an instant, his thoughts were tense, and he listened to the two eldest brothers guarding outside the garden and called him to the throne.
A certain king is back?
But this room is ...... Messed up on all sides...... It's better to get out of the house and block him!
Qing Zhuozhuo hurriedly stood up, didn't care about looking for her two small flower cloth shoes, just turned around, shook her skirt, and ran out of the house barefoot.
At the door of the study, there was a dazed look. The hands holding the corners of the skirt gradually loosened, and the eyes should still be in front of them, unbiased.
Today, he seems to be different from usual! Or, it's like this on weekdays, but she's never seen it before! The posture is elegant, the steps are light, the eyes are deep, and the sword eyebrows are handsome, all of which are in the painting.
Qing Zhuozhuo couldn't help but take a deep breath, and found that he actually felt like he was lacking oxygen. His chest thumped, ignoring her discomfort.
Ran his body trembled violently, and he was hugged into his arms.
Dreaming?
Or is it because of something else?
"Lord Wang?"
"Don't talk!"
If you don't speak for a moment, you can suffocate her!
"Lord Wang! It can't be that the Eight Kings are back with you, right? "Then we'll have to let her think about it!
"Don't move!"
She didn't move, her hands held up well! It's just that the homemade little white apron on his chest is a little dirty, I'm afraid it will stain him.
After a moment's pause, he looked outside the garden and found that there was no shadow of the Eight Kings at all, so he opened his mouth again and whispered in his ear, "Lord Wang!" Scorching has just cleaned Zhan Ya Garden! The apron on my body is a little dirty! Don't get your clothes dirty! ”
Nanfeng Zhan twisted his eyebrows when he heard this, and the distance between the two was widened in an instant. His thin lips twisted, his eyes flashed, and he forgot that in the early morning, it was the Zhan Yayuan that he asked this girl to clean!
She did so much for him! He had abused her like this!
"Don't do it!"
"Huh?" Her ears weren't bad, she could hear them clearly! It's just a little unexpected.
A certain king reached out and gently brushed her shoulder, as if intentionally and unintentionally, touching her little face.
A breath of cool air rushed to his throat, and he instantly felt a little cold, and when he looked down, he saw the cotton apron in front of him falling to the ground silently!
It's not a good feeling! It's like being stripped of your clothes. It made his heart tremble.
"Let you clean Zhan Ya Garden, and you will do it! Don't know how to be lazy? ”
“……”
"Where have all the usual smartness gone?"
What does he mean by that? Are you saying that she doesn't know how to be flexible?
Qing Zhuozhuo was on the top of the pimple in his head, and he was about to pronounce out the words, the first word was not the king of the prince, but the south of the south wind!
However, he turned sideways and grabbed her wrist tightly, "You come in with me, I have something to ask you!" ”
The anger he just mentioned was suppressed back by him like this?
Qing Zhuo bit his lip and twisted his eyebrows, but his feet couldn't help but follow him across the threshold.
For a while, I finally felt a stinging pain step by step.
As soon as she entered the inner room, she panicked.
Fang Cai didn't think about how dirty the apron on his body was, and he was so happy to relax and enjoy it on a certain king's couch.
So much so that a small corner of a sheet hangs down!
And the two little floral boots she threw off! Just now, they were like two little mice running away, but at this moment they are clearly sticking upside down under the table and next to the long desk on the right.
"Ahh Rajah! Qing Zhuozhuo pulled out his wrist, took three steps in a row, and instantly blocked his front arm in front of him, panicked, and trembling! How complicated is in my heart, a certain king must be unimaginable at this moment! "I haven't cleaned up this house for you yet! Why don't you go to the study for a while and let Rong Zhuozhuo clean up for you? ”
He didn't say anything, just raised his arm and gently nudged her. His eyes turned around, looking at the mess in the room, and he suddenly felt a choked breath in his chest. The previous apology to her disappeared in an instant!
It's a thief in the house!
Is this still his bedchamber?
Twisting her eyebrows and turning it sideways, her dodgy look crashed into his eyes, her breath stagnant, and finally she only let out a sigh.
What emotions were hidden in that sigh, even he couldn't tell. In the end, he could only raise his hand and touch her head. Her eyes couldn't help but lower, and she saw her change her feet for a while.
He still didn't say a word, just reached out and put his arm around her, gently pushed her to the side of the bed, and helped her sit down steadily.
"It's cold in winter, you walk barefoot like this, be careful of falling ill!"
"I'm fine! What disease can I get! His eyes turned to other places, and he felt that his small mouth was hard. This serious illness is just right, but don't torture her again!
When I woke back again, I saw him leaning over the couch and throwing his boots at her feet.
"Lord Wang!" She took her little feet in surprise, nestled in her skirt and didn't dare to show it, "You can torture the slave!" ”
"This is the first time I have heard you call yourself a slave in front of this king!" Somehow, I felt like I had a stone in my chest, and I felt very uncomfortable. Then he got up and stood beside her.
Looking for shoes for her, I just feel sorry for her child, and don't encounter the cold again when she recovers from a serious illness.
Qing Zhuozhuo moved back and put his hanging feet on the couch, also wanting to take advantage of the prince's soft bed to relieve some stiffness.
"What did the prince say! Even if Zhuo Zhuo doesn't like to be a slave or maid, but people under the roof must always listen to it! ”
"Left to chance?"
"Not the word you think!" Qing Zhuozhuo waved his hand instantly, curled his lips and explained, "What I said is recognized!" It means that the prince is the master, and I am a slave, and I can only obey orders in everything! The prince was born rich and noble, and I was born helpless, this is fate! If you don't recognize it, you have to admit it! ”
"Where the hell are you from?"
This seems to be mixed with something else!
Qing Zhuozhuo can hear it, but he can't figure it out!
"Lord Wang! Why are you asking me this question again! I...... Answered, you don't believe it either! ”
"When did this king say that he didn't believe you?"
"......" she blinked, seeing that a certain king was indeed serious at the moment.
"As long as you're telling the truth! This king believes in you! ”
"......" Qing Zhuo was stunned for a while, and hurriedly shook away, almost melted by his warm eyes. Rajah! No matter where the burn comes from! Anyway, now Scorching is the maid of the Protector Mansion! ”
"That's right!" Meeting is also fate, why ask where you came from!
"Lord Wang! Didn't you say you had something to ask me? Qing Zhuozhuo remembered it and raised his eyes to look at him.
Nanfeng Zhan frowned for a moment, and then sat down next to her, "Last night, this king had a dream!" I dreamed of the fun of death! She said, let this king treat her well, thank you! ”