"What?" Yuan Gungun stretched out his hand and pushed him away, but it was in vain.
"Because you are my maid for three years now, everything belongs to me and is under my jurisdiction," Yan Yan said naturally
Chapter 31 stroppy
"Master, I want to go home, okay?" Yuan Gungun looked at him please.
"Bad" Yan Yanche let go and poked her red face.
"What? I think Brother Rui misses Daddy and Mommy and I miss my little animals. "Yuan Gungun beat him on the shoulder in a hurry.
Yan Yanche’s original good mood suddenly disappeared because of the words’ Rui Brother’, pushing her cold way, "That’s your business with me."
"I want to go home!" Yuan Gungun insisted on looking at him in tears.
"You can get out in three years!" Yan Yan shouted and walked out together, "bang".
Yuan Gungun sat on the bed and looked at the gate. Why does he always do this? It’s either cold or fierce. One second you look in a good mood, and the next you get angry with someone!
Master and the Cold War …
This matter is a well-known secret of the Black Family. The pressure of the Black Family has been very low these days. Everyone is afraid to take a punching bag. Of course, the young master is not willing to take it out on him, but he is sure to torture them …
Look at how distressed he is. A small wound won’t let her do anything and let her rest in her room as if she had recovered from a serious illness. He said that he didn’t like her. I guess he also believed what he said,’ If you die, no one will enslave me’ … This shattered glass dialect is naive and quite naive!
room
Yan Yan was distracted and looked up straight after the file was half ringing, Yas.
"Tell Yuan to roll over."
"Yes," Yas bowed respectfully and went out.
Yan Yanche continued to look back at the file and didn’t go into the heart. He was upset because he couldn’t see someone.
Pink room
Yuan Gungun is holding a bag of potato chips and eating it by the bedside. It’s called a heart. Since she came here, she has even lost the opportunity to eat. Every day, she is busy serving the angel-faced devil-hearted gentleman and has never relaxed for a moment.
Knocking at the door sounded Yas’s pleasant voice to "roll you?"
"I want you to come in, Brother Ya," Yuan Gungun said, putting potato chips on the bed.
Yasmen walked over to her and looked at her smiling face. "Is your hand better?"
"Much better" Yuan Gungun got up and took a chair and put it in front of him.
"Are you having trouble with the young master?" Yas sat looking at her tenderly.
"No …" Yuan Gungun picked up a paper towel and wiped her greasy hands.
"Really?"
Yuan Gungun bowed his head in silence. "I want to go home, but the young master is not allowed."
Yas smiled and said, "Gungun, do you think the young master is good-looking?"
"Good-looking. I’ve never seen such a good-looking person." She nodded honestly