Chapter 8: Attack's Baa

Qi Yan was unconscious, and his face was clear.

"From now on, it's going to be called 'baa', it's easy to remember." After he finished speaking, he walked to the back hall and replied, "Baa, change my clothes for me and go to bed." ”

The maids' eyes were split, and they gasped suddenly!

Damn, the opportunity to change the clothes for the little boy, even if it is to make them kneel on the ground, kowtow for one night, or even break their life for three years, they are willing! The curse boiling in the bottom of the heart, rooted in the heart like a vine.

But what did the new fox girl go through and what kind of magic did he do? Confuse their little boys!

Give her a maid!

Let her take care of the spirit animal!

Allow her to change her clothes!

At this moment, they can't wait to turn into tigers and wolves, and they can't wait to hold knives and whips to tear apart the flower fat mist one by one! Chew! Peeling cramps!

However, the mist of the flower butter did not move, and the lamb did not move.

Qi Yan walked away and turned around: "Didn't you hear?" ”

He lifted his head, and his elusive eyes flew straight at her.

Butter Mist sighed, puzzled and surprised, pointed to himself, and asked tentatively, "Call me?" ”

"Or else?"

! She also thought that this boy had a bad head, so she actually named a sheep. Co-authored, the "baa" just now was not called a sheep at all, it was called her!

Qi Yan looked at the surprised and uncomfortable flower fat mist, and smiled with his eyebrows.

She clenched her fists and pursed her lips in silence.

The Hua family, the most glorious magical person, is now forced to marry on the street, and in the blink of an eye, he has become a maid who sells himself. Now, this man refuses to even look at her, and compares her to a domestic animal!

Moreover, he actually, actually called her "baa"!

You're baa, your whole family is baa!

She didn't know that the maids behind her were even more resentful than her.

Every maid has lived in Qifu for half her life, and there is no merit and hard work. Don't talk about being favored, she doesn't even have a chance to talk to the little boy, why can? ! Besides, she is still unhappy?

Damn, what else are you upset about?

I don't know how to lift!

……

Inner nave.

Qi Yan's wing.

"Untie your clothes."

The mist of flower butter trembled.

Speaking of which, this is the duty of the maid, but if you put it in front of you, it will change its taste.

She forced herself to hold back, a mouthful of silver teeth, almost crushed. Slowly, tremblingly, he stretched out his arms, the blood in his body froze as if it were coagulated, and his hands hung in the air, at a loss.

Stripping a man......

This is naked indecency!

It's naked flirtation!

The flower fat mist didn't realize that he was already angry with him.

"Baaa, you're different."

In an instant, Qi Yan grabbed her hand and turned around to press her against the couch.

The flower fat mist frowned and struggled, his wrists were red, but he didn't move.

"You hate me?"

“……”

"They can't ask for it, don't you want it?"

I want a ghost!

She was annoyed and angry, and had no other way, glaring at Qi Yan dryly, the cold and solemn aura in her eyes was completely different from the obedience of those ordinary maids.

If he put aside her fragile body and said that she was an assassin who "killed one person in ten steps and did not leave a thousand miles behind", he would definitely believe her.

The two were at a stalemate, and a trace of grievance and tenacity in the depths of the eyes of the flower fat mist stimulated Qi Yan's heart in a small moment.

He gave up suddenly.

The flower butter mist grunt suddenly got up, like a frightened cat, and shrank into the corner!

Qi Yan's eyes wandered on her, and he smiled with a spring breeze.

"Baa, although this son is graceful and graceful in the wind, he is the sweetheart and dream of thousands of girls. However, I will never have strange thoughts about you just because you have a bit of a look~"

The throat of the flower butter mist was sweet, and he was so angry that he vomited blood.