The host of Kuaichuan can't be so timid

Chapter 463 Depressed Master, Don’t Bully Me (7)

After lunch, Luo Xiaoyun estimated the time, and waited outside the door just before the kitchen delivered the meal.

Two cooks brought the meals, Luo Xiaoyun took the food box from one of them, and Gan Lin caught the other food box.

"Sister Xiaoyun, should you send it in now?" Gan Lin lowered his voice and asked her.

Luo Xiaoyun glanced at the door behind them, took a deep breath, opened the door and walked in while nodding, Gan Lin followed closely behind.

On the other side of the desk, Wu Ling had already closed the book and was about to get up when she saw Luo Xiaoyun and a maid came in with a food box.

They put the food on the table, filled a bowl of rice, and then Gan Lin stepped back, leaving only Luo Xiaoyun in the room to serve.

Luo Xiaoyun walked half a meter away from Wu Ling, blessed her body: "Master, you can eat now."

"Ah."

Wu Ling still had no expression on his face, his pale face seemed to have been powdered.

But Luo Xiaoyun knew that he didn't put powder on his face.

He walked past her, sat down on the table and chair, elegantly picked up the chopsticks to eat, chewed slowly, and showed his aristocratic temperament in every gesture.

Luo Xiaoyun waited on the side, her face was calm, but her heart was very happy.

This first hand of cards is considered to be stable, God bless!

Wu Ling ate slowly, he finished eating when her legs were almost numb when she stood beside her.

Luo Xiaoyun stretched out her feet from time to time to clear her tendons, she thought Wu Ling wouldn't pay so much attention, but she didn't know that all of this fell into his eyes...

In the afternoon, when Wu Ling was going to take a nap, Luo Xiaoyun hurriedly ran to the bed in the inner room to make the bed for him. As soon as he grabbed a corner of the quilt, a piercing gaze shot from behind him.

Luo Xiaoyun froze there, her neck turned around like a robot, "Young...Master, what kind of bed do you like?"

After she turned around, Wu Ling stared at her hand holding the quilt.

If the line of sight were knives, then Luo Xiaoyun's hands would already be riddled with holes.

What does his look mean?

Luo Xiaoyun stood there not daring to move, neither advancing nor retreating.

It's not about what you want to do. It's very depressing to be silent all the time.

Just when Luo Xiaoyun was about to lose her breath, Wu Ling finally said, "Just lay the floor like normal."

"Yes."

To tell you the truth, it almost made her sick from fright, thinking that this quilt can't be touched!
It’s true that you can’t touch it. In the past, Wu Ling’s nanny was responsible for making the bed. A few years ago, she got sick and went back to her hometown to recuperate. Wu Ling has never allowed anyone to touch the quilt, for fear of getting someone else’s smell. .

But today, for some reason, when he saw Luo Xiaoyun taking his quilt, he was not angry, but just felt that she helped him make the bed without saying a word, leaving him unprepared.

What's wrong with him, why does he make an exception frequently for one person?

Are you stunned?
After Luo Xiaoyun made the bed, she retreated to the side, looking hesitant to speak.

Although Luo Xiaoyun is serving someone for the first time, she has been served by someone in the previous world, so she still knows some basics.

"What do you want to say?"

Luo Xiaoyun licked her chapped lips: "Master, do you need a servant to change your clothes?"

"No..." Before he could say the word "need", Wu Ling interrupted his words. He suddenly wanted to see how far he could bear Luo Xiaoyun.

(End of this chapter)