"Poof......" After Luo Wusheng heard the words of the fifth ink, he couldn't hold back, and squirted out all the food that had not yet had time to swallow, and coincidentally sprayed the fifth ink, "cough, cough, cough......" Luo Wusheng's continuous coughing sound made tears appear in her eyes. After finally calming down his ugliness, Luo Wusheng looked at the culprit of all this with tears in his eyes.

The culprit, Fifth Mo, frowned slightly, but the indulgent pampering in his eyes kept the atmosphere between the two from falling to the freezing point.

As the most loyal lover of white, the cleanliness of the fifth ink is not ordinary, not only the top and bottom of the ink mansion, but also the entire Liangguo I am afraid that no one does not know that its cleanliness is a disease and a habit.

Mo said that it was a body of food, even if it was just a speck of dust, if it fell on Fifth Ink's shirt and was seen by his eagle-like eyes, he would immediately change his clothes.

The guards and maids standing on the side all sweated for Luo Wusheng, who still didn't know what was going on at this moment, this girl finally woke up, and then she was fainted, I was afraid that it would be difficult to wake up again.

In Luo Wusheng's watery and resentful eyes and everyone's expression of imminent disaster, Fifth Mo made a particularly abnormal move, his frowning brows gradually stretched, the corners of his mouth rose, and he picked up the towel on the table and gently wiped the food on his face and body little by little, little by little.

Luo Wusheng, who was waiting for someone to get angry and walk away, saw this action of the fifth ink, and there was a trace of disdain in the small eyes that were originally a little blamed: A big man is so ...... In Luo Wusheng's opinion, she couldn't find a timely word or words to express her words.

The others present were so shocked that their jaws were about to fall to the ground, who would tell them where the young master of their family, who had become obsessed, had gone? Who was the person in front of him who was wiping the food on his body lightly?

Fifth, Mo didn't have the heart to look at others and feel what others felt. He wiped his face and wiped the food off his body, the picture was so beautiful that even Luo Wusheng, who was originally a little disdainful, wanted to freeze it. It's just that beauty is a fragment of a moment, only existing in that moment, one more point is a burden, one second less is a regret, and a dazzling brilliance blooms in the gap between the missing and the surplus.

"Not only did I eat a lot, but I sprayed a lot, and in the end I ate it in vain. After the fifth Mo finally wiped the sprayed food on his body under the comments of everyone, he said unhurriedly in the process of raising his head.

Except for Luo Wusheng, everyone was silent.

Luo Wusheng's mind of being a nymphomaniac was awakened by this sentence that was like cold ice that had just melted water: What is as beautiful as a fairy?! What can be seen like this around such a person is also a kind of happiness?! The sentence 'eat for nothing' subverted all the praise of the fifth ink just now in Luo Wusheng's thoughts. Luo Wusheng took a deep breath hard, and it took several deep breaths to calm the urge in his heart to beat the Fifth Ink back to the primitive society with a stick.

Originally, Luo Wusheng thought that her eyes and performance had fully explained that what she wanted was just an apology, although it was wrong for her to accidentally spray the food in her mouth on Fifth Mo's body, but ...... She endures!

Luo Wusheng swallowed a mouthful of spit, as if swallowing a lifetime of hatred, and said with a smile in an extremely forbearant ordinary tone: "Childe, you have a noble status, and it is too condescending to come to my house, even if you torture me, but let you be wronged, this is really something I can't afford." This place is not suitable for someone as honorable as you, so ......" Luo Wusheng lowered his head as he spoke, looking at his two index fingers fighting each other, as if he had really been wronged.

Seeing Luo Wusheng's appearance, the discomfort she had just endured had gradually dissipated, but she still felt inexplicably happy, as if her little grievances were now like this.

The fifth ink raised his eyebrows lightly, and responded slowly: "This is my mansion, why is it inappropriate?"

Hearing Fifth Mo's answer of saying, 'This is my mansion', Luo Wusheng instantly wanted to bite off his tongue, can he still have a good chat? Can he be a good master and servant? She just wants to feed her hungry stomach without stopping, is this wrong?

Luo Wusheng still lowered his head, but his hands were already quietly on his laps, "Yes, your mansion, wherever you go is your freedom." ”

It's not that the emotions in Luo Wusheng's words didn't come out of the way, but he automatically ignored them, as far as they got along during this time, if Luo Wusheng he knew was really wronged or dissatisfied, she would definitely shut up immediately and say nothing, instead of still sitting opposite him and responding to him like she was now. Thinking of this, the fifth ink lightly 'huh?'.

Luo Wusheng saw that Fifth Mo was not happy or angry, and he was inexplicably at a loss, as if he had been seen through. Luo Wusheng's heart was crossed, so he stood up from the chair, and then with a 'bang', he knelt in front of the fifth ink without warning: "Go back to the master, you can work when you are full." ”

Luo Wusheng's kneeling really startled the always calm Fifth Mo, he wanted to step forward to help Luo Wusheng up, but his hand that was earlier than his thoughts was dragged back, and he responded casually with some tears and laughter, "What have you done?"

Luo Wusheng's right foot just stood on the ground, trying to support her right leg and then get up with her strength, but the fifth Mo's words made her kneel again. She tried to soothe the urge in her heart to strangle Fifth Ink. Yes, she didn't do anything, except for someone's pulling and sleeping, nothing else was her concern. Although she doesn't have to do any work, she still has to worry about the good felling?

But who calls someone the master, she is just someone's maid now? Luo Wusheng kept hypnotizing himself in his heart: This is a feudal society, and I am a modern person who is not old and rotten......

Luo Wusheng's hands that were originally tightly held gradually loosened, and he responded with a complete servile look: "Childe, I ask to grow vegetables." ”

"Hahaha......" As soon as Luo Wusheng's words came out, not only the fifth ink, but everyone in the room except Luo Wusheng burst out laughing.

In fact, this sentence is very common, but it inexplicably pokes at the joke. Just like the tears in life, even if they have nothing to do with it, the set emotions will come as soon as they are said.

Luo Wusheng finally raised her head because of this laughter, looking at the laughing crowd, she wanted to ask: Is it funny? What is the funny point of laughter?

Facing Luo Wusheng's question mark face, Fifth Mo finally stopped laughing.

The fifth ink is like the leader in the herd effect, and he stops everyone. The room was suddenly surprisingly quiet, so quiet that only the sound of Luo Wusheng's eyes blinking with questions on his face.