Gu Erbai's Pastoral Life

Chapter 233 What About Admiration?

'Don't get out, are you waiting for the owner to reward you here? '

In the ear, Linglongmu leisurely crossed Erlang's legs, looking at the Tsing Yi director whose calves were trembling non-stop.

Having followed the idol for so many years, my eloquence has improved a lot, but my eyesight has not improved.

It's no wonder that in the past, he was so bewildered by Princess Jiang's little fox, that he almost became a heartless person.

When will I be able to soak up the essence of the field owner?

Also, if every man is as perfect as his idol, how demanding is that.

The sphincter at the corner of Gu Erbai's mouth trembled slightly, Mu Mu is simply a fan of his mother.

Linglong Mu quietly glanced at the little master.

No, it's wrong, a wise man is bound to make a mistake, and the owner of the game... also sometimes misses it.

"Go and chop the firewood."

In Gu Yiqing's indifferent eyes looking at the head of Tsing Yi, there was a trace of softness and coolness, and there was a bit of cruelty in his tone.

It seemed that as long as he reacted a little slower, he could chop it into meat sauce with one knife.

"...here!"

The officer in Tsing Yi was so frightened by the owner's expression that he nodded his head, turned his face and ran away as if he had been pardoned, tears scattered in the wind.

From the beginning to the end, there was only a terrifying echo in my mind swaying around...

Terrible, the host has taken a fancy to the man, the host has taken a fancy to Ah Si!

However, half an hour later.

A certain green eggplant, whose brain was not very bright after being stimulated, ran all the way to the woodshed, and at the first sight saw Ah Si in the woodshed of dozens of reckless men, sweating and chopping firewood...

With a dumbfounded expression, all three views fell to the ground and shattered.

Was he really knocked blind just now?
A certain green eggplant who fell into ignorance, faced with the dry firewood as high as a mountain, split it for half an hour, and then vaguely thought of it in his bewildered head: the strange behavior of the little parrot on the sycamore tree and the fake Ah Si. The address, the deliberate intimacy of the owner...

Fang Fang suddenly realized... He, did he offend his wife just now? !

A certain person in charge was stunned and almost chopped off his little finger by accident.

Fortunately, Ah Si next to him had sharp eyes and quick hands, and pulled him past him, and asked worriedly, "Master, what's the matter with you? You are absent-minded, how could you be so excited today that you want to come to chop firewood for fun?"

Ah Shen turned around slowly, the two lines of men were crying and sad, looking at him in ecstasy, with mournful expressions, I want to chop you up for fun now.

"Ha ha……"

Ah Si looked at him looking at his pained expression, couldn't help scratching his head curiously, while chopping firewood next to him, he said unintentionally, "Master, look at the continuous stream of wood coming in from mountains, if there is only one People are on duty, and you can’t cut them down in this life.”

As soon as the words fell, Master Tsing Yi felt as if someone had stabbed him in the chest.

He finally understood the well-intentioned intentions of the farm owner in letting him chop wood.

Just cut firewood for the rest of your life here.

On the gravel path.

"..."

Gu Erbai looked at the figure of Qingqiuzi who was almost running away, and Monk Zhang Er couldn't help scratching his head.

why did you leave?To chop wood?

Is this a punishment?

Uncle Qing...why did he suddenly lose his temper with Ah Shen?
Could it be that he realized his bad attitude towards his servants?Let him also experience the hardships of being a servant?

right!That's right!

Thinking of this, Gu Erbai suddenly gave a thumbs up in his heart, turned his face with burning eyes, and looked eagerly at her uncle, or my uncle humanitarianism!
"Have you seen enough?"

However, when she looked at her uncle with intense gaze, what came to her was such a cold and sarcastic voice.

"?"

Gu Erbai didn't understand the meaning of this sentence, he just looked at him ignorantly, blinked his eyes inexplicably, and before he knew it, his aggressive posture leaned forward two more steps.

Gu Erbai took two steps back unknowingly under the shadowy aura, before reacting on his face.

Uncle Qing drove away the green eggplant with well-developed limbs, probably because he wanted to manage the subordinates himself, to show his virtue of convincing others, right.

After thinking about it, she cupped her hands again and again, exuding a well-behaved and obedient aura all over her body.

"No, no, it's a small faux pas, I hope the host will not blame him."

"Haven't seen enough?"

The man narrowed his eyes slightly, condescendingly retracted into her pretentious posture, and the low sarcasm in his voice became stronger.

"..."

Gu Erbai's forehead couldn't help twitching, this magical brain circuit.

Sure enough, Green Eggplant's smacking trick was learned from his great field owner.

Gu Erbai licked his lips, fully aware that subduing this big devil was all about coaxing, so he quickly bowed his head and flattered him.

"No, the owner, you are really joking. Why do I see him? You see that he is so bad, he doesn't distinguish between three, seven, and twenty one. He comes up and scolds people directly. I wish he would leave early, so as not to be an eyesore here, and still look at him ...could I be masochistic?"

Gu Erbai's words of contempt for Qingqiuzi were naturally made from the bottom of his heart, and she could scold her for another five yuan for half an hour, but for some reason, after scolding was over...

She felt very strange in her heart, why did she feel like she was explaining to Uncle Qing that she had no affair with her adulterer?
If you want to say that in normal times, Uncle Qing's character, which is guarded against even a male mouse, is just a little stubborn and domineering, and she can still feel the enjoyment of Uncle Qing's jealousy.

But now... my identity is all Ah Si on the outside, does it sound like some kind of fucked up thing?
Could it be that Uncle Qing is forcing Ah Si to explain to him?
Of course, these fantasies are not important, the most important thing is that after Uncle Qing heard these words, his expression improved...

Hold the grass!She suddenly thought of Mo Ran, then looked at Uncle Qing at this time, and then at herself.

...You said that if Uncle Qing himself was straight and upright, a good little fresh meat with human ink, and a group of gimmick fans behind him, wouldn't he come to chase after him crazily?

As the saying goes, flies don't bite seamless eggs.

No way……

At this time, Gu Erbai, whose brain had already reached the sky, looked at Gu Yiqing in disbelief, with a rich and desperate expression on his face.

Is Uncle Qing a broken sleeve or... double?
"Did you say that about me behind my back?"

Gu Erbai was full of random thoughts, but was once again shocked by the man's cool and cold voice.

"No, no... The host, you are a noble and noble person, and it's too late for me to admire you."

The little woman's mind went blank, and she repeatedly denied it with her hands waved.

On the sycamore tree, the colorful parrot yawned boredly, pinched its fingers, and half an hour passed.

A very good host, the behind-the-scenes skills of the training wife are worthy of emulation by the majority of male compatriots.

"admire?"

Hearing the sound, the corners of the man's long and narrow eyes were narrowed, and the deep, dark eyes seemed to have penetrating power, piercing through his shallow skin and piercing his heart.

"Mmmmmmm!"

Gu Erbai looked up at the sharp sword in the eyes of the big devil, swallowed his saliva, and felt that he had said the right thing this time, so he kept flattering him.

"What about admiration?"

The man's lips dilated slightly, and the corners of his eyes were filled with a trace of satisfaction. The melodious voice in his voice was faintly transmitted to the little woman's ears.

Gu Erbai seemed to think that he had heard it wrong, and his whole body was instantly stunned as if struck by a bolt from the blue.

……What?What did she hear?What did Uncle Qing just say?
No, it's not impossible, she must have misheard, Uncle Qing was asking Ah Siai if he admired him...

Gu Erbai looked at the smooth and handsome facial features of the man above his head in a daze, and immediately felt his hands, feet, and heart be cold. His eyes froze twice as if they had been hammered by someone. .

There was no denial, no explanation, no jokes on his face, and there was a familiar charming temperature in his eyes.

...Uncle Qing, he really likes men.

These words, at this moment, completely took over her brain.

On the pinnae, Linglong's upturned eye sockets are full of whites, little master, if you say you are stupid, you have to be stubborn.

"What? Scared?"

When the corners of the man's eyes narrowed into a beautiful arc, Xin's long figure gradually enveloped him, his slightly gritty voice seemed extraordinarily dignified, his words seemed to be teasing, but also serious questioning.

Gu Erbai raised his head and stared at him blankly, feeling that his heart was about to be broken into pieces.

She didn't know that the expression on her little face at the moment made the man want to hug her tightly and laugh.

"No, no, no, what are you talking about, field owner!"

Gu Erbai was bewildered, completely immersed in the role of Ah Si, shaking his hands violently, trying to pull back the uncle who was in front of him with a strong attacking aura.

After she was transformed into Ah Si by the little parrot, due to her haste, she didn't have time to see her current appearance, but now she doesn't have to think about it, she knows that she must be a very sissy little shou image, or... a bit close to Mo Ran?

Holding the grass... So Uncle Qing actually likes ink dyeing?

(End of this chapter)