He immediately stepped forward and pulled her away.
"Brother Xiang, tell them to stop." Xiahou Xiyue tugged on his sleeves so anxiously that sweat broke out on her forehead.
"The young master ordered us to clean it up." Xiang Nan said with a headache as he held his forehead.
"Really? He's really that annoying..." She really wanted to help him, but seeing that all her hard work was about to be ruined, tears of grievance suddenly rolled in her eyes.
"No one can change the character of the young master. Don't cry." Seeing her looking like she was about to cry, Xiang Nan panicked.
"Ugh...I just want to help him relieve his stress by doing this. As long as he looks at the vast and colorful underwater world, he will be open-minded..." He didn't say it was okay, so he told her not to cry, that crystal clear sea
Tears suddenly fell from her eyes like broken pearls.
"I know you are doing it for the young master's good, but... don't cry. It will be bad if the young master sees it and annoys him. Be good, don't cry." How can I say cry? Xiang Nan is a little bit
He awkwardly reached out to wipe away the tears on her face, but before his hand touched her face, a cold and emotionless male voice came from the door: "When did my room become a kindergarten?"
?”
"Um, young master, you're back." Feeling a thorn in his back, Xiang Nan took back his half-stretched palm. Oh my god, what a sharp look in his eyes.
What? Kindergarten?
What did he mean? Xiahou Xiyue choked up and looked back at the man standing by the door with a cold face.
"Master." The servant, whose cleaning work was interrupted, immediately lowered his head and called out respectfully.
"Get out." He frowned and glanced at the crowded bedroom.
"Yes, Master." The servant immediately took the tools and left.
When Xiahou Xiyue saw everyone leaving, she also wanted to leave, but she had just taken two steps when her arm was pulled by a strong hand.
"You stay." Duanmu Xiu pulled her arm and said calmly.
"Oh." She was about to tell him about the mural.
"Young Master..." Xiang Nan looked at them a little worriedly.
"I won't eat her, why are you so worried?" Duanmu Xiu gave him a cold look, and then released his grip on Xiahou Xiyue.
Duanmu Xiu's ambiguous words made Xiahou Xiyue blush immediately.
"I don't dare." Seeing that the young master seemed to be in a bad mood, Xiang Nan became even more worried.
"Brother Xiang, go and do your business. I'll help the young master take the medicine first." Xiahou Xiyue, who didn't feel anything was wrong, raised her sleeves to wipe away the tears on her face and said to him.
Xiaoyue was really innocent. The man inside could kill her at any time. Xiang Nan left with an uneasy feeling.
"Master, please take the medicine." Xiahou Xiyue immediately and diligently delivered the prepared medicine to him.
"Why were you crying just now?" Duanmu Xiu glanced at her with half-closed eyes, then slowly took the medicine and swallowed it with the scented tea she made.
"They want to clean up the paintings on the wall. Master, can you please don't let them clean it up?" She really thought it would help him so she painted it on.
"What do you think my room is? An art studio or a kindergarten where people can doodle freely?" He was used to the design of the room, but now that something was suddenly put out, he just felt it was very annoying. He immediately went to the room.
Pull her away.
"Brother Xiang, tell them to stop." Xiahou Xiyue tugged on his sleeves so anxiously that sweat broke out on her forehead.
"The young master ordered us to clean it up." Xiang Nan said with a headache as he held his forehead.
"Really? He's really that annoying..." She really wanted to help him, but seeing that all her hard work was about to be ruined, tears of grievance suddenly rolled in her eyes.
"No one can change the character of the young master. Don't cry." Seeing her looking like she was about to cry, Xiang Nan panicked.
"Ugh...I just want to help him relieve his stress by doing this. As long as he looks at the vast and colorful underwater world, he will be open-minded..." He didn't say it was okay, so he told her not to cry, that crystal clear sea
Tears suddenly fell from her eyes like broken pearls.
"I know you are doing it for the young master's good, but... don't cry. It will be bad if the young master sees it and annoys him. Be good, don't cry." How can I say cry? Xiang Nan is a little bit
He awkwardly reached out to wipe away the tears on her face, but before his hand touched her face, a cold and emotionless male voice came from the door: "When did my room become a kindergarten?"
?”
"Um, young master, you're back." Feeling a thorn in his back, Xiang Nan took back his half-stretched palm. Oh my god, what a sharp look in his eyes.
What? Kindergarten?
What did he mean? Xiahou Xiyue choked up and looked back at the man standing by the door with a cold face.
"Master." The servant, whose cleaning work was interrupted, immediately lowered his head and called out respectfully.
"Get out." He frowned and glanced at the crowded bedroom.
"Yes, Master." The servant immediately took the tools and left.
When Xiahou Xiyue saw everyone leaving, she also wanted to leave, but she had just taken two steps when her arm was pulled by a strong hand.
"You stay." Duanmu Xiu pulled her arm and said calmly.
"Oh." She was about to tell him about the mural.
"Young Master..." Xiang Nan looked at them a little worriedly.
"I won't eat her, why are you so worried?" Duanmu Xiu gave him a cold look, and then released his grip on Xiahou Xiyue.
Duanmu Xiu's ambiguous words made Xiahou Xiyue blush immediately.
"I don't dare." Seeing that the young master seemed to be in a bad mood, Xiang Nan became even more worried.
"Brother Xiang, go and do your business. I'll help the young master take the medicine first." Xiahou Xiyue, who didn't feel anything was wrong, raised her sleeves to wipe away the tears on her face and said to him.
Xiaoyue was really innocent. The man inside could kill her at any time. Xiang Nan left with an uneasy feeling.
"Master, please take the medicine." Xiahou Xiyue immediately and diligently delivered the prepared medicine to him.
"Why were you crying just now?" Duanmu Xiu glanced at her with half-closed eyes, then slowly took the medicine and swallowed it with the scented tea she made.
"They want to clean up the paintings on the wall. Master, can you please don't let them clean it up?" She really thought it would help him so she painted it on.
"What do you think my room is? An art studio or a kindergarten where people can doodle freely?" He was used to the design of the room, but now that something was suddenly put out, he just felt it was very annoying.
