Chapter Thirty-Seven: Young Emperor Jian, Please Forget! (33)
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Suddenly I felt that I and my little maid were about to be separated by the ancestor in front of me, how could I break it? Waiting online, it's urgent......
For the first time, Si Mo felt that the hand on his arm was as hot as a soldering iron, and he didn't need to observe to know that the little girl must be looking at this hand with teary eyes......
Although she is not optimistic about the love between Lao Zu and Xiao Xian'e, let alone unrequited love...... But she didn't want to do this middle stalk either......
So she slapped off the hand that was holding her arm very neatly, and said with a frown:
"Shaojun, your brain is no longer swollen or red, and the junior still has to cultivate, why don't you just quit first?"
Jairus looked at the little girl who suddenly gave the eviction order with a bewildered face, and then looked at the milk tea that was still steaming in her hand, I don't know why, the sweet taste suddenly disappeared, replaced by a disgust for sweetness.
There was no place for him to vent his disgust, and the only thing he could do was to slam the bamboo cup in his hand on the table, watching the gray-brown liquid splash on the table and the ground, and his heart felt a little more relaxed.
"Humph!"
Then he snorted coldly, shook his hand and turned around and strode away.
He is not a temperless person, he has been expelled, and he will not continue to be bored with others in a dead face!
There are still many things waiting for him to do in Ling Tian Realm! This dead girl doesn't know what to do, Benjun hangs her for a few days, and she knows it's wrong! When the time comes, come and beg Benjun to see if Benjun doesn't ridicule her!
Tong Chi looked at Jianxi Shaojun, who left angrily, and the tears in his eyes finally fell, dripping on the table that had just been beaten by Jianxi and splashed on the milk tea on the slow table, and suddenly melted into a gray and unknown color.
"Your thoughts, I advise you to explain to him as soon as possible. You've been with me for years, and I don't want to make you feel grudge against me because of a man. ”
Si Mo had already sat back on the futon at this time, and said to Tong Chi coldly.
She is still very accustomed to this kind of precautionary thing, after all, there are so many books, and there are so many TV series in her previous life, all of which are stories about abandoning the friendship between master and servant for many years for men.
She has a good impression of the little girl Tongchi, and she really can't bear to be the only one who is sincere to the original owner and leaves her because of this kind of.
"Miss......"
Tong Chi felt a pain in his heart, and he called out the name of Shen Su in private on weekdays.
In fact, speaking carefully, Tong Chi is thousands of years older than Shen Su, and she has been serving her since Shen Su was born, when they were still living in the world, this title is her original name for Shen Su.
"Okay, I don't know when you planted this root, but I will always fulfill you. You made up your mind as soon as possible and went to finish this matter.
If it is difficult to achieve something, I can also help you and arrange for you to go to the mortal world to relax. But after a month, I don't know if I can help you. ”
Si Mo carefully calculated the time, there was only one month left before the time when the ghost monarch broke the bell, if the Heavenly Dao still had to squeeze the residual value of the original body at that time, it was estimated that it would be this time.
Therefore, she directly gave Tong a one-month deadline.
"Miss...... A month later?! What are you going to do?! ”
As soon as Tong Chi heard this deadline, he suddenly had a feeling of impending disaster, and regardless of his heart that was still colic at the last moment, he suddenly asked in a lost voice.