Feeling Ning Yazhi's gaze, Mu Chengfeng raised his eyes lightly. In an instant, he was no longer the aristocratic person. There was clearly a ferocity and coldness like a wild wolf in his eyes. In a fleeting moment, his eyes
It has changed again, it is dark and deep.
Ning Yazhi felt a chill in her heart.
Growing up, she was not afraid of anything, otherwise she would not have quit her job as soon as she graduated, and instead took the exam to become a flight attendant. But at this moment, she found that she was actually a little afraid of that man.
When she thought of this, she felt unconvinced, but her resistance had no effect at all in front of him.
Walking up to him, she tried her best to say with a calm expression: "Mr. Mu, may I help you in any way?"
There are servants standing in the corners, acting as decorations very patiently. As long as he looks at them, they will be there.
Mu Chengfeng put down the newspaper in his hand, stood up, and opened his hands.
Ning Ya was stunned.
Nuo An kindly told her: "Ms. Ning, help Mr. Ning take off his coat, then bring out a basin of hot water, wash Mr.'s face and hands, and then enjoy dinner."
Ning Yazhi tried hard to control her urge to roll her eyes.
Is he disabled or a three-year-old child? He can't do it himself? She even needs to wash his face?
Nuo An told her with his eyes that she was a servant and had absolutely no right to say no.
Ning Yazhi had no choice but to take off his clothes for him and then handed them to another servant. Mu Chengfeng sat down again and looked at her calmly.
Since she was a personal maid, there was naturally no one in the house to help her. She had to go to the huge bathroom and found that there was only a golden basin in it. She filled it with hot water, then put a clean towel on her shoulders and started again.
Appeared in front of Mu Chengfeng.
To be honest, she had no difficulty at all in doing these things. Being a flight attendant was also a job of waiting on people, but the thought of waiting on a horseman like Mu Chengfeng made her feel inexplicably aggrieved.
She told herself, forget it, just treat him as a pet, a pet that needs to be taken care of.
"Mr. Mu, please wipe your face."
Ning Yazhi handed him the hot towel.
After a long while, Mu Chengfeng put down the newspaper, took the towel, and a second later threw the towel to Ning Yazhi's face, "It's not hot enough."
Ning Yazhi stiffened and took off the towel, feeling annoyed because it was obvious that he was reading the newspaper, so the towel became cold.
She silently put the hair patch in the hot water again, soaked it for a while, then wring it out and handed it to him: "Mr. Mu, please wipe your face."
Mu Chengfeng took it, and a second later, the towel was thrown on her face again. Her skin was very thin and she couldn't bear the heat. She quickly took off the towel on her face, anger rising in her beautiful eyes.
He did it on purpose!
Mu Chengfeng met her gaze with an arrogant expression. He did it on purpose, so what?! If you can't stand it, you can leave.
He wanted to challenge his own limits and drive her crazy, right?
Ning Yazhi stared at him, and after a long time, she put the towel in his hand again. This time, she successfully avoided his towel, caught it accurately, and smiled lightly: "Mr. Mu also touched it back and forth.
I have brought a towel several times, and my hands should be very clean. Besides, Mr. Mu has been sitting in the office, so his face should not have a chance to get dirty. Otherwise, he would not play the game of throwing towels. Please move on to dinner, Mr. Mu."
Mu Chengfeng's lips moved dangerously. This woman was declaring war on him. It was interesting. He had never met such an interesting woman before. He really didn't want to drive her crazy all at once.