นักเขียน: Qingqing Zijin 05 เครื่องแปลภาษา
Long Chenjue's body stopped for a moment. Then, he frowned and said in a cold voice, "who asked you to pinch me? Take it away! "
Ba Luo paused. It was the young master who had asked him to pinch him just now. Now, the young master was angry again.
He really could not figure out the young master's thoughts. Ba Luo quickly withdrew his hand.
"It's getting more and more painful from your pinch. " Long Chenjue glared at Ba Luo coldly and said with disdain, "Jian Xiaomo, who has never learned massage, is better than you, who has a massage certificate. "
He wanted to say, "Ba Luo, is there something wrong with your certificate? ".
Seeing that Ba Luo kept his head down, long Chenjue held back and didn't say anything.
Ba Luo kept his head down. Wasn't it because he wasn't Miss Jian Young Master, do you have to be so disdainful.
"Why are you still standing there? Go and call Jian Xiaomo over, " long Chenjue said coldly.
Ba Luo didn't dare to say anything else and immediately said respectfully, "yes, young master. "
He immediately walked out.
Long Chenjue glared at Ba Luo coldly, then withdrew his gaze and continued to type on the computer.
In Madam Nangong's room, Jian Xiaomo and Madam Nangong were conversing. Both of them avoided sensitive topics.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Jian Xiaomo immediately said to the outside, "come in. "
Upon hearing this, Ba Luo walked in. He glanced at the mother and daughter who were happily conversing, and could only bear to interrupt, "Young Madam, young master has something to discuss with you. Please go to the study room. "
"You go ahead first. I'll accompany my mother, " Jian Xiaomo said directly.
Ba Luo's expression was difficult. Madam Nangong glanced at him and sighed, "Xiaomo, you go ahead. I want to rest too. "
As she spoke, she slid into the blanket.
Seeing that her mother was indeed a little tired, Jian Xiaomo was helped to pull up the blanket for her mother and walked out. As she walked, she said to Ba Luo, "Ba Luo, what's the matter, young master? "
"Young Madam, you'll know when you see it. " Of course, BA Luo could not say that the young master had asked Jian Xiaomo to go over and rub her shoulders.
Jian Xiaomo turned around and looked at Ba Luo in confusion. Then, she walked quickly to the study room.
When she pushed open the door of the study room, Jian Xiaomo saw long chenjue dressed in casual home clothes. He was sitting on a massage chair and typing on his computer. He looked like he had nothing to do at all.
Jian xiaomo quickly walked over and said, "Long Chenjue, what do you want to talk to me about? "
Long Chenjue looked completely indifferent, as if he didn't want to talk to Jian Xiaomo at all.
Jian Xiaomo said again, "Long Chenjue, didn't you ask Ba Luo to talk to me about something? "
Long Chenjue was still typing on the keyboard, as if he didn't want to talk to Jian Xiaomo at all.
Jian Xiaomo was baffled and couldn't help but look at Ba Luo.
Didn't Ba Luo just say that long Chenjue asked her to talk to him about something?
It seemed like nothing had happened.
Ba Luo shrugged his shoulders, indicating that he didn't know.
At this moment, Long Chenjue glanced at Ba Luo coldly and said, "get out. "
He called Jian Xiaomo in and Jian Xiaomo only looked at the old man.
Ba Luo was stunned and immediately reacted. He quickly said, "yes, master. "
He immediately got out.
Jian Xiaomo was a little confused. This man was fine, but what was he going crazy for.
Just as Jian Xiaomo was standing there, long chenjue suddenly said coldly, "Jian Xiaomo, I came here to ask you to stand there like a blockhead. "