Chapter 7: Your Head
She didn't know why the cheap girl fainted, no matter whether the cheap girl was really dizzy or not, Xiaolan's words were right, she must not attract the red mother.
In case Mother Hong knows what she is thinking, according to her temperament that she does not dare to take risks, she will definitely not be allowed to find this cheap girl again!
So Oiran snorted coldly, "It's probably because the bones of the body are too weak to bear, just rest and rest." Then he walked out with a pretended disdain.
Sheng Han, who was very sober, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, the faceless and skinless Oiran eldest sister can be regarded as gone, thanks to her acting skills worth two cents and five cents!
Xiaolan was hesitating to find Lang Zhong, when she saw the sleeve girl slowly sit up, but her face was very bad, "Sleeve girl, are you okay?" ”
"Probably so." Sheng Hansleeve was a little tired, "I was a little dizzy just now." ”
"Then the slave asked Lang Zhong to come and show you?"
"That's not necessary, I'm fine, just take a shower and go back to bed to sleep a little longer." She was thinking about taking a bath, but she couldn't ask Lang Zhong to interrupt again.
Xiaolan nodded, "Okay, then if you have any other discomfort, you must inform the slave maid in time." ”
……
The maid specially found by Hong's mother is so easy to fool, it can be seen that she is also a troublesome master. Sheng Hansleeve didn't care, anyway, he didn't want to develop a deep master-servant friendship with Xiaolan.
Suddenly, a scream of "ah-" pierced the noise and went straight to Sheng Han's eardrums.
Her eyelids fluttered lightly and looked at Xiaolan, "Why don't you go and see, what's going on?" ”
The cry sounded familiar.
Xiaolan also felt that the voice was familiar, so she was ordered to go out.
Sheng Han's sleeves faced the hot bathtub with flower petals floating on it, and untied his shirt with a sad face.
It's really, it's painful to lift your arm.
After a while, Xiaolan came back, and replied through the screen, her tone was slightly frightened, "Back to the sleeve girl's words, it was the Qing'er girl who slipped down the stairs, and it seems that she broke her face!" ”
Oiran fell? And fell on the stairs?
The picture that appeared inexplicably before came to mind, and Sheng Hansleeve got up strangely and got goosebumps.
Isn't she really bound to the traversal system, and Goldfinger is a prophecy of the future?
It doesn't seem accurate to use the word "prophecy" to describe it.
Sheng Hansleeves thought that the consequence of this distraction was that he stepped on the air under his feet, plunged into the huge bath bucket, and choked on a mouthful of bath water.
She: "......"
"Sleeve girl?!" The movement was too big, Xiaolan was so scared that she couldn't do it, something happened to Miss Qing'er, she didn't want Miss Sleeve to have another accident.
So she hurriedly bypassed the screen, but saw the girl with her sleeves covering her forehead and leaning against the bathtub with a vicissitudes of life.
"What, what's wrong? Are you okay? ”
"The skull hurts." She was melancholy, "It's not a big deal. ”
Sheng Hansleeve took away the hand covering her head, and almost drowned in the bath water, she was frightened.
Xiaolan suddenly saw the swollen bag on her forehead, and her eyes widened, "Sleeve girl! Your head! ”
Her head...... That sounds weird.
"It's okay, just knock it, it's not broken, don't be nervous."
She was also terrified when she fell, after all, this face was the most valuable thing she had in this world.
But how could Xiaolan not be nervous, especially after the fall of the Oiran just now, she was very afraid, and her little face was serious, "Sleeve girl, let the slave take care of it when you bathe in the future......"