Wash your hair and take a shower, change into dry clothes, Sikong Lingge wrapped her hair in a bath towel, left the bathroom, and prepared to blow her hair.
As soon as he left the door, Sikong Lingge was stunned again.
Shangguan Rui was stuck in the sofa, looking lazy.
Guan Ai led servants for nearly twenty years and lined up neatly behind him.
Everyone is holding a thick stack of books.
There were even cloth strips on the servant’s forehead with the words “One Hundred Wife’s Code” written on it…
When Sikong Lingge saw it, his face immediately became dark.
"Shangguan Rui, are you still finished?"
Shangguan Rui did not answer, covered his mouth and coughed softly.
The butler immediately gave him a cup of warm water and served him properly.
Shangguan Rui took it and sipped slowly, but he hurt Yonggui's elegance.
Sikong Lingge looked at it and found it dazzling-
This bastard!
Did he make up his mind to find his own troubles?
Is it okay to have a good rest if I have not healed, and I still have time to make trouble. Sikong Lingge watched it, and it was really unhappy.
He glared at Shangguan Rui fiercely, Sikong Lingge turned his eyes away, too lazy to see them, found out the electric wind and started blowing his hair.
"Boom-"
The sound of hair dryer instantly filled the entire room.
Shangguan Rui didn't say anything, and just lazily stuck in the sofa, watching Sikong Ling sing and blowing his hair.
Shangguan Rui didn't speak, so the housekeeper and servant naturally did not dare to do anything, and held the book and waited for the order.
"Boom-"
In the guest room, there is nothing else except the sound of electric wind.
The strange atmosphere spread little by little.
When Sikong Lingge's hair was half dry, the cup in Shangguan Rui's hand suddenly put it gently on the table.
The housekeeper immediately understood and walked forward to Sikong Lingge.
"What do you want to do?" Sikong Lingge looked at the butler vigilantly, and every cell in his body entered a state of defense.
The butler glanced at Sikong Lingge lightly and bent down slowly...
Sikong Lingge thought the butler wanted to catch him and deal with him for Shangguan Rui. He immediately jumped onto the bed, used the hair dryer as a weapon, and was ready to smash it at any time to the butler...
"I warn you not to do anything randomly, otherwise..."
"Ba"
Before Sikong Ling could finish her singing, all the sounds in the guest room disappeared instantly.
The housekeeper held the plug that was pulled down and smiled, "Young grandma, don't worry, the eldest young master just asked me to plug the plug, and didn't do anything."
“…”
Sikong Lingge's expression was a little awkward, and he slowly took back the hair dryer.
The housekeeper smiled and retreated to Shangguan Rui.
Sikong Lingge's eyes moved.
Shangguan Rui still looked calm.
The face was slightly sideways, the outline was as perfect as a knife, and the long eyelashes left a faint shadow on the fair face, which was extraordinary and handsome—
No matter when, he is very charming.
Sikong Lingge couldn't help but stutter slightly, licked his lips, his voice dry, and he was not confident enough, "Shangguan Rui... what are you... playing with?"
Shangguan Rui said nothing and raised his eyebrows slightly.
The housekeeper immediately understood and came to Sikong Lingge with a stack of things.
"Grandma, this is the task assigned by the eldest young master for you. It must be completed within today."
Task?
What task?
Sikong Lingge frowned, hesitated for a while, put down the hair dryer, took it suspiciously, and looked down at it-