Male God, a Little Su

The imposing and indifferent man hooked his thin lips when he heard the words, looked at the pastry in his palm, and suddenly broke off a small piece and put it into his mouth.

The soft, glutinous and sweet taste melts quickly in the mouth.

He pressed the tip of his tongue against his cheek, and laughed silently.

It's really sweet——

"Uh...Master..."

Yang Sheng really doesn't know what his master thinks, even though he has been with him for some years, the thoughts of the people around him are changing rapidly. He can't keep up and can't figure it out.

Well, I don’t dare to ponder——

"Isn't there only one daughter in the Hou Mansion?"

He smiled, turned around and strode away.

The corner of the black clothes drew a sharp arc in the air.

Yang Sheng rubbed his chin, "Su Xue?"

Externally, Yang Sheng only met Su Xue, a daughter of the Hou family. In previous years' poetry fairs, her performance was pretty good.

But Yang Sheng, as a legitimate son, really can't see it. A concubine, she is acting like a legitimate daughter all day long.

Is it true that the prostitute in the mansion does not exist?

but--

Recalling the wound on the head of the noble and delicate little girl just now, she couldn't help shaking her head. It seems that this daughter-in-law is not having a good time in the mansion.

...

On the second floor of Xiulou, there is a circle of railings in front of it. There were a lot of green plants beside them, and Su Yan had nothing to do, so she dragged them and played with them.

In less than a quarter of an hour, several pots of green plants were pulled bare by her.

"Second Miss, the servants have cleaned up, are you satisfied with it?"

A group of maids and women who had never done heavy work were so tired that their waists were sore and their backs ached, and they didn't dare to show it, so they knelt down and asked for instructions.

"Huh? Let me see?"

A tender voice sounded from above, and with the voice, the green leaves swirled from the second floor, and the wind blown all over the yard.

The maids and women's hair was sticky a lot.

At this time, if they didn't know that Su Yan was deliberately embarrassing them, then they would be stupid.

"Ah... I'm sorry, my hands are slippery."

The girl's innocent eyes were shining brightly, "What should I do? I can only trouble you to clean it again." She propped her chin, tapped her slender jade cheeks, and smiled and reminded, "By the way, these leaves are my It's still useful, remember to pick it up and give it to me little by little."

"..."

A group of people held their breath and had no choice but to continue to bend down to pick it up.

So, the whole day was spent repeatedly bending over to clean the yard.

The twilight is getting darker, and even the sunset can't be said to be beautiful in the cloudy sky.

Su Yan covered her lips in boredom and yawned coquettishly, "Let's put the leaves there, I'll continue to pick them up tomorrow, I'm tired."

After all, she stood up unsteadily.

Qingrui immediately came to support her, and the two directly helped her go downstairs.

That person who is like a jade carving has exquisite facial features and figure, and all of them are romantic. When walking, the waist is slim, obviously not deliberately showing off, but it adds a bit of inadvertently charming style.

Half naive, generally charming.

Looking at her glazed eyes, who would have thought that she was so evil in her bones?

Listen to what she said, it was 'I'm tired', not 'I see you are tired, go back and rest first. '

If it wasn't for the meal time, the master was hungry, and they might still be suffering.

"Oh, right--"

Halfway through the girl's walk, she suddenly remembered something. The pink skirt was blooming like flowers. She turned around, and with her tender fingers, she casually pointed at a maid standing in front of her.

"You, yes, it's you."

The maid bit her lip and stepped forward unwillingly.

"You, go to Mrs. Liu and ask her to send me the monthly silver owed to me over the years. Oh, yes, there seems to be some decorations missing in my room. You can let her know by the way, and tell her tomorrow The young lady is going to the warehouse to choose by herself, and let her be ready on time."