Chapter 9, Pledge by Body
"Those goods in Yihong Mansion, the master can't look down on them, so let's leave them to your gang to enjoy" The white-clothed Sao Nian was stunned and turned the green grass in the forest into a red carpet, showing off his demeanor three times in one step.
"Master, why is it called Yihong Mansion when it's obviously Qinglou?" asked the curious baby again.
The brand effect
"Oh"
"Xiao Yu, don't you still want to pick up ready-made? You're too shameless," the noble man's face distorted and roared.
Sao Nian glanced at the woman on the ground with a disdainful expression, and said in a ruffian voice: "Master, I am used to big fish and meat, and I can't eat this kind of vegetarian dish with shriveled bean sprouts."
"That's it, our young master is not the same as your group of subordinates," the man in black echoed.
"Ah Da, what are you doing with so much nonsense, send Chu Yangwu back to the carriage to play with Zhao Jindong and them, and by the way, go catch two rabbits, master, I'm hungry, I only drank two glasses of wine just now, and I haven't eaten anything?"
Xiao Da's honest face shook like a rattle, and he said in embarrassment, "No, no, no, young master, subordinates, subordinates can't help you catch rabbits, you can only do it yourself, otherwise, otherwiseγγγγγγ β
Xiao Yu, who was dressed in white, was so angry that he stomped his feet, closed the fan in his hand and smashed it towards Xiao Da, "Master's words are not good, right?" Okay, you send this bastard away, you get back to me."
"Yes," the man in black nodded innocently, and immediately felt that something was wrong and asked, "Huh?" Where did the young master let his subordinates go? β
"Whoever you obey is out of here, get out of here"
"Oh" Knowing that the young master was angry, Xiao Da scratched his head and didn't dare to say anything more, but he immediately changed to a vicious and fierce appearance to Chu Yangwu, "Don't leave yet, wait for someone to carry you."
This Xiao Daming's eyes can see that he is a martial artist, and besides, one against two, there is no chance of winning at all, Chu Yangwu decided not to suffer the loss in front of him, "Hmph, Xiao Yu, let's go and see, don't let Young Master Ben meet you again, I want you to eat good fruits." β
"Master, he talks a lot of nonsense"
I always have to say a few more words, and I want to save some face.
"Oh, baby understands, but it's so strange, master, why don't they seem to see you when they are standing here with such a big bunch?"
A lump? A lump!! Can a man use a lump?
"But master, you're really a big lump!"
Li Yu: γγγγγγ
"Master, master, why did you sit down again?"
Too fat, legs are overloaded and can't bear it. Let's talk about watching a play, it's good to sit, if there is a plate of melon seeds, it will be more seconds.
"What kind of drama are you watching?"
After the hero saves the beauty, of course, the beauty can't be repaid, and she should promise to repay the grace of saving her life. Then, the marriage is determined, the concubine is affectionate, you are strong and I am strong, the sea vows and the mountains are alliance, the clouds and rain in Wushan are blooming and bearing fruit.
"Wow, master, you can actually read four words and four words, the baby can't, the baby worships the master"
That's ~ I read a lot of novels, and there are a little benefits.
really
The "childe" girl grabbed the collar with both hands, and kowtowed on her knees with sobbing legs, "Little girl Xiaoke, thank you for the rescue."
"Okay, okay, the master just can't get used to those things, and he doesn't want to save you by doing it."
"But after all, Childe saved Xiao Ke's life, and Xiao Ke has nothing to repay," the girl Xiao Ke suddenly blushed, and whispered shyly, "Xiao Ke is willing to follow Childe, serve tea and water, do laundry and cook, be a slave and a maid, serve Childe, and repay Childe's great kindness." β
"The master, this woman, can also read four words, does she also learn from novels?"
Uh~~(β―_β°), if this is in a novel, it would be a thunder. In ancient times, country women were less literate and literate, as little as the hair on your eggshell, and they could be encountered anywhere.
"But the baby has no hair on the eggs."
Uh~ Why does it sound so awkward.