Chapter 3: Who is the Slut?

"Slut! Look at me and tear you up today! Nan Jing broke in with seven or eight small servants, menacing and unkind.

Nan An Gui raised her eyebrows, and leisurely took a coat and put it on her body. What's wrong with the girls now, they fight and kill at every turn, swear words are on their lips all day long, and they don't have any tutors at all!

"Who is the slut scolding?"

"Slut is scolding you!" Nan quietly blurted out, and immediately came back to his senses.

"Nan An Rose! You still dare to trick me! ”

The little guys behind him lowered their heads and covered their mouths, wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh.

"Why don't you dare? You are allowed to bully others, and you are not allowed to take revenge on others? What kind of reasoning? Nan Angui glared at Nan Jing fiercely. She is not as cowardly and cowardly as the previous owner, now this body is hers, she is in charge!

Nan Jing was stunned, and suddenly came back to his senses, and then saw that Nan An Gui was still the same old look, his face was angry, and he threw a whip towards Nan An Gui.

"Damn slut! Who gave you the guts to stare at me! ”

Nan Anzhuo's eyes darkened, he lowered himself to dodge, grabbed the whip and pulled it, and his other hand pinched Nan Jing's neck accurately. "If you scold again, I'll break your neck!" She's always a person who counts, so the three-legged cat's kung fu is embarrassed to show off in front of her?

Looking at those extremely cold eyes, Nan Jing forgot to resist in horror. By the time she came to her senses, she had been thrown aside, smashing the already tattered table, which shattered into a pile of rotten wood in an instant.

A few little guys were stunned, who could have known that Nan Angui, who looked weak on weekdays, suddenly became a female devil.

"Are you all dead? Don't give it to me yet! I'm responsible for killing me! Nan Jing covered his back and stared fiercely at Nan Angui's breezy face, shocked in his heart.

A few little guys rushed forward hesitantly.

Nan Jing's eyes were cold, he took two steps back to open the distance, and with both hands he controlled a small guy to hit the other guys with a hard flick, but in a few minutes, several little guys were lying on the ground moaning and couldn't get up, and the scene was extremely chaotic.

Seeing that Nan Jingjing was no longer in the room, Nan Angui sneered, threw off his sleeves and sat down, and kicked the little guy at his feet by the way, and several little guys saw this, and they didn't care about the injuries on their bodies, one ran faster than the other.

The wind was mixed with a drizzle, which refreshed the entire Prime Minister's Mansion, and the air was a little fresher, smelling a faint and somewhat fragrant bamboo.

Nan Angui stretched his waist and yawned lazily, looking at the empty desktop very desolate.

She waited for Nan to be quiet for a while yesterday, but she didn't wait for Nan to be quiet, but she waited for her to fall asleep. Touching her rumbling belly, it seemed that she was going to go to the kitchen. If you treat anyone badly, you can't treat your stomach badly.

There were very few people on the path, and no one noticed Nan'an's figure, so he came to the kitchen with a familiar car. It was afternoon, and there was no one in the kitchen. There are a lot of delicacies in the kitchen, a variety of dishes are placed on the stove, a roast chicken is grabbed and eaten in large pieces, and some fruit is not forgotten to stuff into the clothes.

She wants to save a little more food, and for her current status in the Prime Minister's Mansion, even if her mother in the kitchen arranges it, she won't give her what she has prepared to eat, and it is better for her to take more of what she wants to eat.

The loaded man was about to secretly take the path to leave, and there was a sound of broken bowls and cans from the pharmacy next door to the door.

"Oh, Sister Lan'er, hurry up and help me, my leg was smashed!" The delicate little girl was hunched over and covering her legs, looking painfully at the medicine lady who was still decocting the medicine.

"It's such a long cut, why don't you go to the doctor to show you? Be careful to suppurate and leave scars. "The medicine lady is about to leave with the little maid.

"But what about my pastries? The fourth lady is still waiting to eat! ”

"If the fourth lady is injured, where is there any spare time to close the pastries, you will come back in a while, otherwise your leg is guaranteed to have a scar." Yao Niang urged impatiently, and the hand holding the little maid was about to let go, but she was dragged by the little maid, and the two of them left like this.

Listening to the silence, Nan An Gui came out leisurely, looked at the pastries that were about to take shape, and looked at the medicine cabinet with bright eyes.

Nan Jing was really beaten and couldn't get out of bed, and he didn't stop, and he actually opened a small stove in private. This kind of once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, if she doesn't seize it well, she won't be the Nan'an Rose who will be repaid.

If she's not mistaken...... The bottle of medicine seems to be ...... Hey......

After adding a little something to the pastry, Nan Angui also took away several bottles of medicine for treating bruises and antidotes, his clothes were stuffed to the brim, and two fruits fell out of his clothes, so he picked them up and ran.

So many things don't worry about not being able to eat for the past two days, she will take it when she sees it, and she will go back to take a shower and continue to sleep. I was very lazy yesterday, and I haven't taken a shower yet, and I dislike myself for this smelly body.

Not long after the front foot left, the medicine lady came back with the little maid, and the little maid who hurriedly made the pastries ran with the quiet boudoir facing south.

Here Nan'an Gui leisurely boils hot water and bathes, and the quiet boudoir in Nan'an is lively.

Aunt Zhang was looking at Nan Jing, who was still crying, with a sad face, and couldn't help but be angry.

"Even that dares to bully you?"

"You said you're not very handsome in kung fu on weekdays? How so? "In the hands of that cowardly slut!

The little maid timidly brought the pastry in, and hurriedly put it away and quietly exited the door.

Nan Jing wiped her tears: "Little lady, haven't you seen Nan Angui yesterday, it's like taking the wrong medicine, I have to scold me for everything, and even dare to take my whip!" ”

"Let's go! I'll take you to that slut to settle scores! With that, Aunt Zhang got up and asked Lanan to go quietly.

Looking at the pastries on the table and licking his tongue, Nan looked at Aunt Zhang quietly: "Why don't we eat a piece of pastry and then leave." "She's a little hungry.

Aunt Zhang glared at Nan Jing with hatred: "Eat, eat, eat, you know how to eat all day long!" ”

"Nan Anning next door can't wait for you to be a fat man and can't get married!"

Nan Anning is the eldest daughter, and she is even more graceful, and she has to play the piano and read books every day, which is the movable type signboard of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Nan Jing, who originally wanted to eat a piece again, hurriedly put down the pastry and returned to her well-behaved and lovely appearance.

"Mother...... Why do we have to compare with Nan Anning? Who doesn't know that she Nan Anning is a fake young lady with a beast's heart, Nan Angui has become like this, it's not that she provoked trouble behind her back......"