The servants and guards all felt that Fang Xinxin was crazy, how could the commander's punishment be so light!

Fang Xinxin also miscalculated.

It's impossible to lose just one fingernail.

Ten times worse than that, she lost ten nails!

In the luxurious master bedroom on the third floor, Bai Qinghao sat on the chair by the window, let Fang Xinxin sit on his lap, and took nail clippers to help Fang Xinxin trim his nails.

The housekeeper Zhao Cheng stood beside him with a tray.

This kind of subordinate work, the great commander actually went to help an ugly woman to do it.

Zhao Cheng was extremely indignant in his heart, he was able to achieve the position of the courtier, and his observation of words and expressions, as well as his forbearance skills were first-class.

If you have an opinion, you should not see it.

Bai Qinghao carefully cut off Fang Xinxin's ten fingernails and put the nail clippers back into the flannel box on Zhao Chengduan's tray.

Fang Xinxin's dripping eyes turned around on the four flannel boxes on the tray, all of them were golden nail clippers, as well as grinding pieces to modify nails, "Why are nail clippers golden?" ”

Butler Zhao Cheng replied respectfully, "Miss Hui Fangsan, this is the commander's personal belongings, made of gold. ”

Nima!

Fang Xinxin saw nail clippers made of gold for the first time in her life, and the workmanship was quite exquisite, like a beautiful work of art, which was obviously more valuable than the metal itself.

Bai Qinghao took a delicate grinding piece to help Fang Xinxin polish the crumbs on his nails.

Fang Xinxin didn't have to turn back, she could feel his careful movements.

In his previous life, he had never helped her cut her nails, and she had a bad relationship with him, and she would never give him this opportunity.

Unexpectedly, Bai Qinghao, who is as noble as an emperor, has such a gentle and spoiled side.

"Who usually cuts your commander's nails?"

She asked casually.

In general, the Commander does not like people to probe into his private life.

But Fang Xinxin, this woman, obviously occupies a very important position in the commander's heart.

Zhao Cheng saw that Bai Qinghao did not object to his reply, weighed it, and said, "When I was in the imperial court, I was a lowly worker. In the troops, the commander himself cuts. ”

Fang Xinxin knew very well in his last life, with Bai Qinghao's noble and extraordinary birth, he himself was incomparably excellent, and he usually enjoyed life very much.

When he arrived in the army and went to the battlefield, he didn't pay so much attention to it.

She leaned on Bai Qinghao's solid and broad arms, comfortably enjoying the service of the supreme male god. This kind of generous treatment that is impossible for people in the whole world to get, and the heart is simply not too happy.

At the same time, I was also moved in my heart.

After cutting his nails, the housekeeper Zhao Cheng stepped back with a tray, and soon came in with a glass of milk and a cup of coffee.

The coffee was placed on the coffee table next to it, Fang Xinxin just wanted to take it, and the housekeeper Zhao Cheng said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Miss Fang San, this cup of coffee belongs to the commander." ”

He handed her the cup of milk, "This cup is yours." ”

"I'm going to have coffee." She insisted.

Bai Qinghao had a cold face, and said unhappily, "In the middle of the night, what kind of coffee do you drink?" "It's not good for the body.

"Then you are not allowed to drink it!" In fact, she didn't plan to drink coffee, she just didn't want him to drink it at this time, which was not conducive to sleep.

"Milk, shall we have half of us?" As she spoke, she took two sips of the cup, half of which was in the cup, and handed it to him.

Zhao Chenggang wanted to say that it was impossible for the commander to have a drink with others.