"No, no, the young master has told me that I will not give up even if I die. How could I let the young mistress come down to see your majestic appearance?"
Xie Ma was holding back her laughter, and her stomach almost hurt.
Situ Chenjue's handsome eyebrows stiffened, his face became serious, he stamped his feet, and kicked the oil pot again: "What do you mean? Are you saying that I look ugly like this? Quickly, bring me a mirror."
Xie Ma shook her head, two black lines crossed her forehead: "...Young Master, you are so old, stop being so childish and look in the mirror. Anyway, no matter what, you are the best
The gods are majestic, the jade trees stand in the wind, they are graceful, everyone loves them, and the flowers bloom..."
"You better come here. Don't flatter me like this when you're old enough. You talk about this president like I'm worth Chinese yuan."
"How can RMB describe your charm, young master? It's only pounds, no, dollars!"
Situ Chenjue snorted: "Dollars? Are you saying that the president is constantly depreciating?"
"Ah no, I really don't mean that..."
Xie Ma finally couldn't help but smile.
It was also thanks to Xie Ma that she could speak so rudely to Situ Chenjue.
Over the years, although Ma Xie was just a maid in Situ Chenjue's house, she was actually like a relative, especially when Situ Chenjue learned that Xu Fengjiao was not only not his biological mother, but also killed his biological mother.
After becoming a mother, I feel more and more that Xie Ma is more like my mother.
The atmosphere at home lately is really warm and harmonious.
That's why Xie Ma was able to speak to him like this.
But Situ Chenjue had a straight face and said unhappily: "I told you to bring a mirror, so bring a mirror. Do you want to bring a mirror???"
Xie Ma was at a loss for words, thinking that since the young mistress came home, the young master's temper has become more and more like a child's, acting like a spoiled brat at every turn.
But that's okay. He suffered so much in the past few years, and now it's okay for everyone to coax him.
So, Xie Ma turned back and went to the study to get a mirror.
Situ Chenjue held up the mirror and took a look at his own face. He couldn't help but also had black lines all over his head...
Whenever he looked in the mirror, he just felt that his face was so perfect that he actually had the urge to punch it (Taotao vomited).
However, today, one part of my face is black and the other part is white, coupled with the helpless and angry expression, it really damages my glorious image of being wise, divine and martial. Fortunately, the woman Huanyan didn't come down to see her, otherwise she would have to
I held my belly and laughed for three days and three nights.
Forget it, she won't laugh at herself until she finishes the "big thing" and brings her the finished product.
So Situ Chenjue put down the mirror, turned his head confidently, and was ready to continue with his "grand cause". However, at this time, he felt his foot slip and almost fell.
Xie Ma also lowered her eyes to look down, and was stunned...
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Oh my god...
It's all the fault of President Situ. Just now he was so angry that he wanted to exert his imperial power and kicked the oil can twice.
This oil pot was not as obedient as his ministers, so the floor was covered with oil, and it was piled yellow at his feet. It looked like he had an embarrassing urge to spray rice.
Situ Chenjue's face turned dark, and he almost wanted to crush this oil can into ashes...
This chapter has been completed!