Chapter 35 Pickles

"Damn woman, what else are you looking at there? Why don't you come over and bring me some food. Ye Minghan didn't start those questions with Mi Xi'er, and went straight to the topic, he didn't like this feeling very much, but he couldn't get rid of it.

What? After Mi Xi'er heard Ye Minghan's words, she froze completely, there is nothing wrong with this man, right, did she scream so early, just to serve him vegetables? Does he have no hands himself? If you want someone else to serve him vegetables, do you need to help him eat it yourself?

"I said, Young Master Night, are you okay? Let me serve you the vegetables, don't you have your own hands? Won't you clip it yourself? Do you want me to eat it for you directly, you don't have to eat it. "It's really pampered, these wealthy families are really, what kind of people are they, really, she really can't see these things that have to be served by others, even a meal, she has to be served by others, she is really drunk.

A subordinate stepped forward and quietly dropped a sentence in Mi Xi'er's ear: "Young master usually eats like this." After speaking, he hurriedly returned to his position.

Eh, Mi Xi'er was speechless all of a sudden, she usually eats like this? I have to be served by others every day to eat, which is completely impossible to take care of myself. Which makes her say what's good?

"Do you have anything else to say?" Strangely, Ye Minghan didn't get angry, just raised his eyebrows and stared at Mi Xi'er's whole body hair.

Mi Xi'er didn't smile: "No.... No comments. Can't. ”

"Then why don't you hurry up and pick up vegetables for me, do you want to starve me to death?" Ye Minghan's voice was amplified a little.

Mi Xi'er hurriedly walked over, this person is her creditor, and she can't be said to be a creditor, but she was pressed over, do you understand the persecution? "How dare I starve you to death? Right! ”

Mi Xi'er didn't ask Ye Minghan what he wanted to eat, and just picked up a dish and sent it to his bowl, but it seemed that Ye Minghan was not very happy.

"Did I say I was going to eat this?"

Forehead! She didn't seem to say, "How do you know what you're going to eat if you don't tell me?" ”

"How do you know if you don't ask?"

Paralyzed, if she could, she really wanted to put the dishes on this table on the face of this hateful man, how could such a handsome face and this character be so hateful? That's enough.

Mi Xi'er took a deep breath and tried to calm down: "Then may I ask, young master, what do you want to eat?" The small one gives you a clip. "She's a bodyguard, why do you have to be a nanny?

"Palace mackerel, golden silk soup, stewed pigeon in Huangshan, rock sugar Xianglian ......."

"Wait a minute, it's not good to eat so greasy this early in the morning." Mi Xi'er completely ignored his words, and went directly to leave him a bowl of soy milk, and brought a few more bread: "Don't eat too greasy in the morning, it's not good for your health, you can eat this." I am your bodyguard, I have to think about your physical safety, otherwise you will die one moment, and what will I do if I am buried with you. ”

What Mi Xi'er said was a matter of course, as if these were all things he should do, lest this person say that he did not fulfill his duties.

Ye Minghan's face darkened completely, and the air around her became colder, but this time Mi Xi'er was not afraid, and the strange thing, within a few seconds, this breath converged.

"I don't want to eat this."

"You have to eat this! It was said that eating those in the morning is not good for the body. As she spoke, Mi Xi'er looked at the housekeeper: "Housekeeper, please take those dishes down." "This person is really troublesome, the trouble chef in the early morning makes him such a big table of dishes, and he eats alone, and what is even more odious is that these mornings are not good for his health. Damn, why does she care about this bastard?

The housekeeper stood there, neither to leave nor to stay, a little embarrassed.