Qing Dynasty: Pampering The Queen

   Chapter 742 It's getting harder and harder to guess the mind of the master

"Don't!" Mu Jin hurriedly pulled him again, his face twisted slightly, and he leaned close to his ear and whispered softly, "My lord's tree climbing hands are dirty, who will peel the persimmons for this servant! Today, I will hurt the slave once, and peel the persimmon for the slave, okay?"

   Fourth Master moved in his heart, this—this is also true.

  Thinking about it this way, I don't care so much anymore, the persimmons are plucked out of Jin'er's hands.

   Seeing that although the fourth master was silent, his insistence on climbing the tree had clearly loosened up. Mu Jin smiled sweetly, his eyes wandered, and he pulled the fourth master intimately and retreated to the side.

   Wei Feng Ling personally climbed the tree.

   Originally, this kind of thing didn't need him, but now, whoever robs him is in a hurry.

   You can't have any more idiots!

  Otherwise, if the master wants to climb the tree again, it will really scare people to death.

   When the fourth master saw this, he did not forget to remind him: "Be careful, don't break the skin of the persimmon!"

   Wei Feng, who had just climbed to the first big tree branch, almost fell down.

   "Yes, Master!" Wei Feng smiled reluctantly.

   When he heard half of the words, he thought that the master was telling him to be careful not to fall, and he was still warmly moved. Who would have thought that just after he got his head moved, he was poured by a basin of cold water.

   heartbroken

   Commander Wei probably never dreamed that he would one day need to climb trees to pick persimmons by himself.

   In particular, seeing the guards holding their hands and looking up at him with interest, Commander Wei was even more depressed, and wanted to pick a few and throw them on their heads.

  The brats are getting fat, dare to watch his lively, and wait until he returns to the mansion to see how he cleans them up!

  Real packing!

   Commander Wei picked more than a dozen of the best, most flawless, bright and pure colors, and carefully placed them in the shackles, for fear of breaking the skin, and then carefully descended the tree.

  Su Peisheng cleverly took the robe and held it in front of Fourth Master and Mu Jin with both hands, with a smile: "Master, Fang Fujin, the persimmons are here."

  Mu Jin smiled and was about to pick it up when the fourth master took her hand, "Don't touch it, master. This newly picked fruit is too cold, don't freeze your hand."

   Mu Jin's heart was sweet, and she looked at the fourth master with a sweet smile: "Okay!"

   Fourth Master smiled and took one: "It looks pretty good, there is no flaw at all, it's windy here, shall we go back to Zhuangzi and eat it again?"

   "Okay, let's go back here!"

"it is good!"

   Fourth Master smiled, put the persimmon back carefully, and took Jin'er's hand to return to the original way.

  Su Peisheng carefully followed with a loaf of persimmons in his hands, thinking that Mubeifujin in the orchard a couple of days ago had not picked the fruit by himself? Why didn't you say that the fruit was too cold, for fear of freezing her hands? that's amazing

  Master's thoughts, this is really getting harder and harder to guess!

   This can't keep up with the master's mind, it will affect the quality of business! He has to figure out a way to keep up!

   So, could it be that he is not enough to supplement his brain? Do you want to continue eating pig brains? I'm tired of steaming, why don't you try braised it next time? Stir fry? fried?

   All the guards breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that these are just a few persimmon trees, and seeing the trouble.

   Fortunately, the master did not insist on climbing the tree after listening to Mu Fangfujin's words, otherwise they were afraid that their heartbeats would not be able to calm down at this moment.

   (end of this chapter)