Ever since Zhixin was tricked into becoming a personal maid by Xue Muhan, her hatred for Xue Muhan has deepened day by day.
However, she didn't know that Xue Muhan's behavior shocked everyone in the Snowy Villa more than seeing a ghost.
The young master not only laughed a lot, but what was even more puzzling was that he was willing to spend time on a servant. He was either instructing Zhixin to do this or that all day long, which made Zhixin's teeth itch with anger.
She likes to sleep the most, but he makes her get up early in the morning to wait for him to change clothes and wash his face. She likes to eat chicken wings, but every time after she bakes three, he takes away two. After she bakes four, he
After taking away three, she finished roasting five, and he took away four... and so on. In short, no matter how many chicken wings she roasted, he would only leave one for her in the end.
On this day, Zhixin still got up under Xue Muhan's lust and helped him wash his face.
Holding the basin, she kicked open the door of Xue Muhan's room, threw the basin on the washstand, "Wash."
Looking at Zhixin's face, which he had tortured to the point of wanting to kill someone these past few days, a faint smile flashed in Xue Muhan's eyes. He stepped forward, twisted the towel, and was about to wipe it on his face. He felt that
Behind him, there was a very lethal look staring at him, wanting to make several holes.
Putting down the towel, he didn't look back. He just turned his back to her and said, "Huo Zhixin, please stop staring. Even if you stare until tomorrow, you won't leave two holes in my back."
Sure enough, as soon as Xue Muhan finished speaking, Zhixin immediately withdrew his gaze, raised his head and stared at the beams of the room, deliberately dazed, so fast that the corners of Xue Muhan's mouth raised again.
This guy is a bully who bullies good and fears evil. It seems that he should be more cruel to her.
Thinking of this, he said in a deep voice again: "Is breakfast ready?"
"Ready, Master, please." Zhixin made a very doggy posture, but her face still had that very reluctant expression.
Probably ignoring the displeasure on Zhixin's face, Xue Muhan walked to the door, but couldn't help but stop and asked: "Huo Zhixin, do you hate me?"
"Haha, no, how could it be possible? Young master, you are so kind to me. I have always dreamed of how kind you are to me, young master. Hehe, hehe, hehe!" Try to squeeze out a smile from your face, even if you are already in your heart.
I scolded Xue Muhan hundreds of times.
Although I knew that I said this reluctantly, when Xue Muhan heard it, it had a different feeling.
"Well, you're doing well." Xue Muhan reached out, patted Zhixin's head with satisfaction, and said, "Keep it up."
After saying that, he walked around her and walked out, only to hear Zhixin following him and muttering in a low voice full of displeasure: "This damn dog leg, if I weren't afraid that you, a dog leg, would complain to the young master,
I don’t even want to pay attention to you, but you still want to keep doing it? Damn you!"
"Huo Zhixin, I still heard it!" Xue Mu's cold laughing voice came from the distance again.