9 Nine hosts are warm and cold

Chapter 130 130 Change of Mind 25
Shangguan Xin's face darkened, and he left with a cold snort.

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Looking at the two women, a maid, and two young men in front of him, Cijiu didn't know why, but he immediately felt sorry for Qian.

"lady".

Ci Nine: "...you are?".

"Return to madam, the servants are here to serve the master," an older woman took the lead in replying.

"Oh, but our family is small and we don't have room for so many of you. Why don't three of you consider resigning?"

Not only did the woman not understand, but everyone present did not understand the last half of Cijiu's sentence. The woman who took the lead had been dealing with people for a long time and quickly reacted with a respectful attitude, "Madam, the slaves have a place to live, Madam. no need to worry".

"If you have a place to live, that's good. See what's busy and go get busy."

Since coming to this plane, she has not enjoyed it yet. Even if she has a conscience, finally!Find someone to share the housework with her.

Ever since the two "declared war" on each other that day, Shangguan Xin ate in the room every time.

"Ms. Li, Granny Li said that she would prepare all the meals in the future, and she also said that you wouldn't let me enter the kitchen?".

Although the clothes are not as gorgeous as before, a little more plain, but his appearance is on the line, and the noble aura on his body is not reduced by half. Holding chopsticks in his slender and distinct hands, he replied lightly, "Yes".

"Why, doesn't my cooking taste good?".

Lian Su thought of the roast duck before, the smell~ the food in his mouth could not be swallowed, and he glanced at Cijiu, his eyes were full of regret, regretting to taste that thing.

Cijiu watched Lian Su put down the bowl and chopsticks, and said with a little joy in her voice, "Ms., are you not used to the food cooked by Granny Li?".

I didn't want to explain, so I hummed along.

Ci Jiu was a little flustered, and sure enough, her man's stomach had already been fed to her, she raised her head slightly and said proudly, "Sir, let me cook for you tomorrow."

Lian Su paused, then said stiffly, "No need."

Hey, you still don’t want me to endure the hardships. This impression is really worth it. Forget it, let him do it.

"Ms., what day of the month are you born in?" Tomorrow, September [-]th, is her modern birthday. The old man said that he didn't remember that his birthday would be peaceful for a year, but he had to stare at the calendar every day from September [-]st to September. Count the days for fear of forgetting your birthday.

In my memory, the birthday of the original owner should also be tomorrow.

"do not know".

"Impossible, you haven't lost your memory, how could you not know your birthday?"

"July [-]th of the lunar calendar", if you don't say a date, you will be in the nagging sound of Cijiu until you go to bed at night.

"July [-]th of the lunar calendar", I counted with my fingers, and my eyes widened in surprise, "Sir, it's been a month, why didn't you tell me?"

It’s just a birthday, but that’s it, I’m used to it.

"No need", the cold pronunciation, on the contrary, it hits the mark of Cijiu - sympathy.

Thinking that as a member of the royal family, he must lack love, the more he thought about it, the more pitiful he became, but when he turned around and thought about it, he seemed even more pitiable. At least he was still a prince before.

Resisting the desire to appease him, he said, "How can Xianggong's birthday not pass, I will definitely accompany you to celebrate your birthday every year from now on."

Impression value +10% (40%)
Lian Su pursed her lips slightly and stared at Ci Jiu, with something unclear in her eyes.

"Ms. sir, tomorrow is my birthday." In fact, this was her focus after saying it for a long time.

Lian Su: "...".

"Xianggong".

(End of this chapter)