Got into his carriage angrily and drank a pot of tea, and the eighth master felt calmer.

He has always been well-cultivated, but for some reason, in the face of this Mao, he will always break his achievements.

"Chen Guo, call the Mao family to serve." The eighth master suddenly said to the outside world.

Chen Guo responded and got out of the car in a daze. I was angry yesterday because Mao Gege didn't serve him, why is he called Mao Gege today? Isn't that a blocker for yourself!

But no matter what he thinks, he still has to listen to the master's orders. I hope that Mao Gege will not make the master angry this time.

Mao Tongtong was taken aback when she heard Chen Guo's voice outside the car. How did the master and servant take turns to fight? When he heard Chen Guo say that the eighth master was invited, Mao Tongtong's face was not good.

"It's not the Autumn Queen's reckoning." She looked at Qingzhu and Qingmei with a bitter face.

"Gege, even if it is, can you still go?" Ome Road.

Mao Tongtong was suddenly a little depressed, she was really a little back. But the eighth master called, she had to go if she didn't go.

"Otherwise, the slave will accompany Gege." Qingzhu said on the side.

Mao Tongtong waved his hand and said, "The carriage is not big, so it is inconvenient for you to follow." I'll just go alone. ”

In the worried eyes of Qingzhu and Qingmei, Mao Tongtong got out of the carriage with a worried heart.

Chen Guo bowed down with a smile and said, "The master is invited, please hurry up."

Mao Tongtong nodded and followed Chen Guo to the front.

The prince's carriage was really different. This is what Mao Tongtong felt after seeing the eighth master's carriage for the first time. Not only is it big, but it also looks gorgeous on the outside.

"Master, Mao Gege has arrived." Chen Guo was on the road outside the car.

"Come in." The eighth master's voice was cold.

Mao Tongtong got into the carriage with Chen Guo's support.

"The slave has seen the master." As soon as he entered, Mao Tongtong quickly glanced at the eighth master and buried his head.

"Pour tea." The voice was faint, and I couldn't hear joy or anger.

Mao Tongtong looked up and found that the inside of the carriage was also very different from what she was sitting in. Needless to say, a small coffee table is placed firmly in the center, and the eighth master leans on a huge pillow behind the coffee table, and his posture is rare and lazy.

It would be early summer, and the teapot was soaked in chrysanthemums, poured out, and suddenly a fragrance spread in the carriage.

The eighth master didn't drink it, looked at Mao Tongtong and said, "Drink it."

"Slave?" Mao Tongtong subconsciously pointed to herself.

"Hmm." The eighth master was expressionless.

"Thank you, master." Mao Tongtong smiled, picked up the teacup and took a sip. It's still a little hot along the way, and it's just right to drink some chrysanthemum tea.

But she always felt a little uneasy in her heart. The eighth master didn't get angry after hearing that? And so kind to let her drink tea? The style of painting is not right!

"Is it good?" The eighth master asked.

"Master, the tea here is naturally good tea." Mao Tongtong said with a smile.

The eighth master nodded and said, "I soaked it for you."

Mao Tongtong's heart suddenly jumped, and he looked at the eighth master in surprise.

"Finish drinking." The eighth master said again.

"Okay." Mao Tongtong hurriedly took another sip, but inexplicably felt a little weird.

"Drink it to lower the fire, so as not to be lonely!" The eighth master came out coldly.

"Poof!" Mao Tongtong sprayed all the tea in one sip.

Because she was sitting on the side of the eighth master, she didn't spray on the eighth master. She looked at someone with a sad and angry face, and couldn't help but raise her middle finger in her heart!

This cautious moon head knows that it is not so kind!

"Do you dare to vomit the tea that you appreciated?" The eighth master sank his face.

Bloody mouth! Mao Tongtong wanted to scold. But she didn't dare, she was afraid that as soon as these words came out, she would be splashed with blood on the spot.

Unpromising! She cursed herself in her heart, and then knelt in the carriage.

"Please also ask the master to forgive the sin, it is the slave and the maid who have lost their manners."

The eighth master stared at Mao Tongtong kneeling in front of him for a long time before he said slowly: "Woe comes from the mouth, remember?"

"Slave and maid remember! There will be no next time for the slave! Mao Tongtong hurriedly responded. She will definitely be impressed in the future!

"Go back, come and serve tonight." Eight Masters said.

Mao Tongtong looked up at the eighth master in a daze, and said in his heart, this is the end?

"What, don't want to?" The eighth master glanced at her, "Isn't it lonely?" ”

Mao Tongtong almost didn't squirt out a mouthful of old blood! With a red face, he hurriedly climbed out of the carriage.

Chen Guo saw that her expression was different, and he inevitably began to guess again in his heart. But when he sent Mao Tongtong back to the carriage and turned back, he was relieved to see the faint smile on the eighth master's face.

Mao Gege finally didn't make the master angry, rare, rare!

Besides, when Mao Tongtong returned to the carriage, he was immediately paralyzed, with a heavy blow on his face, which startled Qingzhu and Qingmei.

"Gege, what's wrong? Isn't it the master? Qingzhu hurriedly asked, but he didn't dare to say the next words.

Qingmei also looked at her anxiously, wondering what was going on.

"Your family is going to die." Mao Tongtong said with a sad face.

Qingzhu and Qingmei were shocked and stammered: "Lord, the master is so angry? No, it's just a sentence. ”

"No, no, no, no. Gege followed the master out to serve, and if he wanted to deal with Gege, he had to have a reason to say the past. Qingzhu shook his head and hurriedly denied.

"Yes, yes, don't scare yourself. What did the master say? You tell the slaves and maids to listen to it, and let's analyze it together. Qingmei also came back to her senses.

How could anyone still execute the attendants at will on the way out. If the emperor knows, the reputation of the master will not be good.

"Hey." Mao Tongtong sighed, but he was silent. What is she going to say, could it be that she has a premonition that she will be tossed to death by the eighth master in bed tonight?

It's also her own mouth, why do you want to say "lonely and unbearable"? Isn't it okay to say that you are bored to death? It's good now, this kind of misunderstanding is really incomprehensible.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Qingzhu and Qingmei became even more anxious, and the two shook her arm and said, "Gege, don't scare the slaves!" It's definitely not like that, you say it, let's think about it together! ”

Mao Tongtong was dizzy from being shaken, and had to say: "I don't have the strength to speak now, I just want to be alone." You tell me to be quiet, and go out first. ”

"Gege." Qingzhu screamed worriedly.

"Go ahead, I'm not going to do anything stupid." Mao Tongtong smiled reluctantly.

Qingzhu and Qingmei glanced at each other, and then they went out slowly.

Mao Tongtong's face suddenly collapsed.

Don't all the women who cross their own gold fingers! Even if you don't have entanglements with a few princes, you can live a stable life in the backyard of a certain prince! Why is it different when it comes to her?

"Crossing the Great God, you just let me be cannon fodder, and don't you want to give a happy dog a way?" Mao Tongtong couldn't help but wail in her heart.