In the main room of Tingfeng Xuan, the little girl and her mother-in-law are still busy green.

In addition to the bedroom, the living room, the living room and even the west study have become fierce battlefields. There are so many places to clean that even if there are enough people, it can be a lot of work to clean up.

The bedroom had been cleaned, and the faint scent had concealed the absurdity of the moment.

Cheng Shaomu sat on the edge of the bed, a loose robe hanging on his body. The gaze is like a clear stream, without a trace of haze. Junxiu's face had a shallow smile, without the slightest appearance of color, but with a strange charm.

In fact, it's no wonder that the girls have ideas, it's really Cheng Shaomu......

The son of the Marquis of the Plains, only eight buckets high, five cars of learning, and his appearance is the wind of Yushu, and Pan An is reincarnated.

As a man, he is too good, and there are countless girls who prove that he is good at kung fu.

There is a lot of money, handsome people, and a good life, and they are popular regardless of ancient and modern.

"Uncle, you are looking for me." Shen Xiu entered the house and saluted in an orderly manner, and stood in front of Cheng Shaomu with low eyebrows.

Cheng Shaomu's eyes have been on Shen Xiu from the moment she entered the house, and he said with some emotion: "After all these years, my sister and I are still so strange. ”

Shen Xiu didn't answer, but just said to herself: "Qiaoyu was noisy outside just now, and I sent her to the kitchen." ”

"Kitchen...... Cheng Shaomu laughed, looking at Shen Xiu's gaze was very narrow, and even more proud, and said, "Is my sister jealous?" ”

Shen Xiu bowed his head and was silent, Cheng Shaomu opened meat at the age of fifteen, and when he was twenty years old this year, the girl and daughter-in-law who slept had to be counted according to the group.

As long as she doesn't sleep with her, Cheng Shaomu's private life has nothing to do with her.

Cheng Shaomu saw that she didn't speak, he just thought that she was really jealous, and he was very happy in his heart, and said: "You don't need to send Qiaoyu to the kitchen, just let her serve in a few days of spring banquet." ”

Although the appearance is not the best, it is very energetic, and it is very easy to bring such a person over.

"Yes." Shen Xiu agreed calmly, but there was a little sigh in her heart.

She sent Qiaoyu to the kitchen, also thinking that she could avoid the spring banquet, but Cheng Shaomu directly ordered her, and she was helpless.

The so-called spring feast is also a group P feast. A group of good friends went to Xiaowai Zhuangzi and each brought a woman. After eating and drinking, they all stripped naked and had fun together.

Cheng Shaomu has always been a prostitute, and sometimes he will bring the girls he has slept with, and these girls who have participated in the spring banquet will eventually become domestic prostitutes.

It seems that Qiaoyu is working too hard, so Cheng Shaomu feels that he can take it out and bring it to the spring banquet.

Cheng Shaomu looked at Shen Xiu's beautiful face, respectful and distant attitude, and sighed uncontrollably. Suddenly grabbed Shen Xiu's hand and said, "In this life, I will not lose my sister." ”

It is impossible for him to marry Shen Xiu as his wife, but after he marries his wife into the door, he will definitely accept Shen Xiu as a second room. In fact, as long as Shen Xiu is willing to talk to him, the girl's daughter-in-law, he won't touch it.

But Shen Xiu was unwilling, and he didn't want to force her.

Shen Xiu's brows twisted, and he withdrew his hand without a trace, and said respectfully: "Uncle, don't say that, I can't afford to be a minion." ”

He took a step back as he spoke, and said respectfully: "The kitchen is about to prepare dinner, I have to go over and see, does the uncle have anything you want to eat?" ”

Cheng Shaomu's face was full of disappointment, since the day Shen Xiu came to him, he had been confessing to Shen Xiu and had never responded.

To not respond is to disagree.

No matter how much he did for Shen Xiu, Shen Xiu would always be alienated and cold to him, although he was very discouraged, he quickly laughed and said, "It doesn't matter, sooner or later you have to marry me." ”

He is the master, Shen Xiu is his sooner or later, he can wait patiently.

"The slave and maid are gone." Shen Xiu couldn't listen anymore and turned around to leave.

Cheng Shaomu said: "The kitchen is not a place where my sister should go. ”

When he looked up and saw Tian Xiang, he ordered: "Go to the kitchen and say, I want a Jiangnan winter bamboo shoot for dinner, a purple cloud ginseng snow chicken soup, and a few others, let them watch and cook." Don't be too greasy, my sister doesn't like it. ”

Tian Xiang breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, but she could only agree with a smile: "The slave will go now." ”

Cheng Shaomu beckoned to Shen Xiu again and said, "My sister sits here and plays chess with me." ”

Shen Xiu had no choice but to take the chessboard, but he stood next to him and did not sit down.

"Sister, sit down." Cheng Shaomu said.

Shen Xiu said while playing chess: "The slave doesn't dare, if my wife knows, it's nothing for me to be scolded, and if it affects the uncle, I should die." ”

"Alas......" Cheng Shaomu sighed, "When I get fame, my mother will not be difficult for you." ”

Shen Xiu was silent, let's talk about it when I come back from the exam first.

Tian Xiang watched from the side, and a mouthful of silver teeth was crushed.

Qiaoyu is a hairy girl, even if she goes to bed, she can't become a climate.

In this room, she hated Shen Xiu even more.

Especially now, Cheng Shaomu's infatuated appearance made her hate blood.

"The vixen, the bewitcher, will be kicked out by his wife sooner or later." Tim Xiang cursed in her heart and turned to go to the big kitchen.

Going out from the back room of Tingfeng Xuan, through an alleyway is the large kitchen. It was dinner time, and the kitchen was busy.

"Uncle said, for dinner, I want a Jiangnan winter bamboo shoot for dinner, a purple cloud ginseng snow chicken soup, don't put greasy." Tian Xiang stood in the doorway and beckoned.

The housekeeper of the big kitchen, when she heard Tian Xiang's voice, immediately greeted her, and said with a smile on her face: "Why did Miss Tian Xiang come in person, it's dirty here, just send someone to pass me over if you have anything to say." ”

The Pingyuan Hou Mansion has been open for a hundred years, and the relationship between the servants in the palace is also intertwined.

Although Tian Xiang is only a second-class girl who listens to Fengxuan, she is not favored. But Tian Xiang's parents are both housekeepers, and her aunt is Mrs. Cheng's companion Zhou Xi's family, which is very useful.

A deputy lady like Tian Xiang, these little stewards don't dare to mess with them.

"Won't I do it myself, if the duck soup is made into chicken soup like last time, the uncle will not say that you did wrong, but will scold me." Tian Xiang said, she was already full of anger, and her speech was naturally not good.

The housekeeper's mother-in-law accompanied her smiling face again and again, and said, "It's all our fault, and it's all affecting the girl." ”

"Also, when you carry the box to deliver food, just put the box outside, and don't go into the house." Tian Xiang said, with a look of disgust: "Don't take a mirror to look at yourself, is it worthy of entering the house?" ”

Rao is housekeeper has a good temper, and her face turned red at this time, but she had to say: "What the girl said, I have written it down." ”

"Don't make a mistake this time." Tian Xiang shouted again, and then turned to leave.

When she walked away, the housekeeper's face showed anger, and she scolded Tian Xiang's back: "What, I really think I am a young lady." No wonder the uncle doesn't want to see him, he can't climb the bed, but he will rely on Lao Tzu Niang's face. ”