Lou Xiaoyi has quite a lot of wandering experience. He has been drifting since he was a trace of energy in the universe. Later, he continued to drift after traveling through time and became a human being. He drifted all over the universe. Now he has become his own god, but he is still drifting!
It's just that this time the wandering is a last resort, it's passive! It's not that he can go wherever he wants, but it's like an emperor's hat, which is worn on his head invisibly and without substance, and he studies with him.
Playing, eating, sleeping, arguing with mother...
Just like now, he is enjoying his late night snack. This is an inevitable arrangement for the children of wealthy families who study hard. Young people always get hungry faster!
Ping An stood next to him with a serious face, watching him immersed in his meal, with a serious standing posture, a serious expression, and the corner of his serious eyes once again swept across the maid's swaying buttocks; of course, his body could not notice these.
, but as his own three-footed god, he can see it clearly!
Why had I never noticed this unfair thing before? He was just a greasy middle-aged man who had successfully disguised himself as someone of his age!
Having a wife and children and looking at other women's butts are two different things! As for the butt, it's always someone else's that's better.
After the maid went out, she leaned over Lou Xiaoyi's ear furtively and said, "Master, eat quickly, we have a good opportunity today!"
Obviously, this body understood what he meant. It drank the chicken soup in two sips and stood up while wiping its mouth! The two of them walked out of the small courtyard one after the other. It was very abnormal because they were sliding along the wall!
As the three-foot god of this body, Lou Xiaoyi of course had to move forward with them and maintain the first-person perspective. He was surprised that since he traveled to this body at the age of eighteen, he didn't seem to feel that he was with this housekeeper.
Is there such a close relationship?
The two of them walked out of his small courtyard and followed the wall, stopping and walking. As a housekeeper, of course he was very familiar with the routes in the house, the guards, watchmen, and servants' schedules. He knew where and when people were there, so they came down all the way.
, perfectly avoiding the eyes and ears of all servants!
Lou Shenming is getting more and more confused! Could it be that before he traveled through time, this body had already begun to practice without knowing it, but it was all wiped out after he came to ghosts? It shouldn't be, why?
No sign of peace at all?
The two of them walked around in circles, but they didn't actually leave the house. They just came to a low tile-roofed house. It was obvious that this was a place for the servants to stay and rest! There were lanterns in the front of the room, and it was dark behind and there were lanterns.
's fence.
Ping An was familiar with the road. He touched a board somewhere in the seemingly solid fence and was pushed out of the gap. He leaned in and squeezed in, while whispering, "Be gentle! Don't do it."
Just like last time, I was fooled by pretending to be a barking dog. Now that there is no dog in the house, what else can I pretend to be?"
The body curled its lips, "Aren't there still cats? If it doesn't work, there are also weasels..."
All said and done, they were quite cautious, obviously not wanting anyone to discover their whereabouts.
The fences are full of debris, old tables, chairs, ladders and other daily utensils. If you are not careful, they will make noises. It is still very challenging for two ordinary mortals; but the two of them are aware of this.
He was obviously very experienced. He kept groping forward without making any sound. It looked like he was used to it.
Lou Shenming was even more puzzled. This was obviously not a practice or spiritual practice, but more like exploring a secret. The question is, how can one be so familiar with the secrets?
He quickly got around the messy piles of clutter, and Ping An began to show off his skills.
"Master, they reported that they needed a few rolls of curtains. I deliberately embarrassed them and didn't give them good ones. Instead, I gave them curtains with a few holes so they could see more clearly..."
The body did not speak, but patted Ping An's shoulder to show encouragement. This pat was very useful to Ping An, and he lowered his voice very low.
"After the late night snack, there is nothing to do. The weather is cool now, so they don't take baths often. I know that the young master is impatient to wait, so he deliberately arranged for them to clean out a few rooms that have not been used for a long time in the afternoon. They are sweaty and dusty. Yes, I will definitely take a shower at night!”
Lou Shenming now completely understands it! It turns out that the problem he has with watching his senior sister take a bath is really not caused by the thoughts of his world! That’s right, in that era of extremely advanced information, is there anything you want to see? As for the effort to do so, of?
Finally, I came to the back window of the bathroom. The gauze curtain was in tatters. It was hard to find such a tattered thing for safety. I guess this guy secretly tore it up...
The body was lying next to the window, looking enthusiastically, while Ping An was watching the wind with fear. Lou Shenming's position was more than three feet higher than the body's eyes, and there was no hole, so he couldn't see anything. Of course, he couldn't see anything either. No interest in this.
If you are used to seeing round and smooth fairy farts, who would be interested in seeing mortal farts full of fat?
It's just a small episode, but we can see a lot of interesting things from it, such as about character. For example, in Lou's house, because there is no male master like his father, the young master's education is lacking in certain aspects!
In a normal mansion, our children would have been taken to the flower house to drink and have fun by the elders of the clan after they reached adulthood. How could they develop such unsavory bad habits under the influence of actual combat?
The peeping was successful. Half an hour later, the two of them returned the same way. It was not until they entered their own yard that Ping An breathed a sigh of relief. Finally, there was no leak. If the old lady knew about this, the young master would not do anything. If something happened, he would be miserable and destined to be expelled from the government. Who in the city would dare to use him?
"Young Master, please listen to my advice. Pucheng Flower House has been cleared of countless houses. Which young master has not played there before? Who will laugh at you?
Even if you don’t want people to know, there are many secluded places and they take good care of guests’ privacy, so there’s no problem!
You have enough money. Your income from festivals and daily income over the years adds up to a lot. Master, you don’t have any other expenses... Even if you don’t do anything, you can’t dance with Xie Wuji. ?Neon dress dance, thin clothing dance, primitive dance...
Why do you need to do this in the house? It's so scary, just because you're afraid something will happen and someone will see it and it will be reported to the two ladies..."
This body is very disdainful, and even drags the schoolbag, "There are things you can do, and there are things you can't do!"
Ping An shook his head when he heard it. What else do you do and don't do? What you do is worse than what you don't do!
There is nothing you can do about it, why did the young master have such a weird temper?
