I Deliver Candy To Men

"Little Duke, you really do not go out?" She asked Stuart Jun.

Stuart Jun never imagined she so bold, that there is a duty maidservants do? He looked at her coldly: "Push me back!"

He was wearing a black robe, due to the pale skin, people are thin, looks gloomy fierce and brutal in the house. But now wheelchair stopped at the door, his little half of the body are exposed to the sun, bright light hit his face, making him look a little fragile, and some helpless.

Those gloomy and fierce and brutal as if driven back by the sun in his eyes, only indifference and Qiang Cheng faint fear at the moment.

Song Yingying has a slight face control. Stuart Jun look so good-looking, almost eighty percent of inherited Ms. Hou glamorous, and the remaining two to be his own long, is only part of the tough boys. This is a very good-looking, but will not make people mistaken **** boys.

She noticed that his fear and conflict, could not bear to force him.

The painted fans toss, pulled back the wheelchair back.

Bright light from the front of the retreat, those who feared the heat are far enough away. Stuart Jun return to familiar surroundings, my heart suddenly feel safe. However, apart from security, but also has a faint sense of loss and sadness.

He took Minchun, returns to face the gloomy dark little Duke: "You will draw fans to send his wife there." Thought, he took off a piece of jade from his waist, and handed Song Yingying: "You take this Madame will certainly believe you. "

Painted fans "splash" knelt down, and cried and said: "! Little Duke, spare slaves it."

Stuart Jun heard her voice, thin and pale face twisted slightly, eyes filled with a touch of hostility, fingers gently grasp the wheelchair armrest sound. However, he said nothing, just looked at her, actually even bothered to talk to her to say.

Painted fans lift sleeve wipe tears, sobbed and stood up to walk out.

Ms. Hou listened Song Yingying report it, Qiao Lian talk too much, veil upon her fingers because it is too hard and knuckles white, and asked to see the painting fan: "? Why did you do this"

Painted fans cried out for mercy: "Slaves sometimes a ghost obsessed, do stupid things down, ask his wife to spare the slaves back to it!"

Ms. Hou is not a softhearted person. She thought that her son would Jianbi privately reputation twisted like that, look to the eyes painted fans would not wait for her to eat the whole thing. There have been a moment of hideous and distorted face, then he was pressed her down.

She is a very good expression of Management Ms. Hou.

"Dragged out." She squeezed out from between his teeth, "playing one hundred board!"

Then down, painted fans almost cried down: "Please give Jianbi a happy lady now!"

One hundred board, is the man also could not bear, Ms. Hou which is to be beaten to death by her!

"Gagged, pull down!"

Ms. Hou hated painting private sector to do a cavity Nuhen, insisted she would not be killed in public. A warning to others to see who would dare to say that the length of the masters of the future!

Painted fans dragged down.

Song Yingying did not plead for her. As a native of ancient, painted fans in Yongan Houfu years of being the servant girl, her best to know what to say and what not to say; what they can and can not do. For her selfish, do something like this might have known what kind of consequences. Now the incident, she will have to bear the costs.

"As for you ..." Ms. Hou gaze moved to Song Yingying's body, her face no praise, no derogatory responsibility, as people sometimes do not see, what she would say.

Song Yingying did not wait for her opening, then boldly said: "This is supposed to do the slaves of slaves would have said, to be single-minded slaves for the little Duke will not let any of the little Duke negative people and things!!! "

"Bold!" Mother wrist road stood a lady behind Hou, "Master did not call you, but if you dare grab! Read your first offense, the punishment you will not, happen again given no spare!"

Song Yingying lowered her head: "Yes, slaves remember it."

Heart "Pooh," three times, she was not the slaves, she is a small cute little baby little darling, she's just acting.

"Go back and serve little Duke." Ms. Hou said, indicating the jade back to Mother Song Yingying.

Song Yingying took it, boldly table loyalty: "Lady assured slaves must take good care of the little Duke guarantee him enough to eat, sleep, go out from time to time but also to stroll, for example, go to the garden to see flowers!!!"

"If you can not do it?" Ms. Hou asked.

This is a tough job. It was a tough job. If Song Yingying performance too easily, others will appear in Houfu are stupid. So, she thought better of it, just a little embarrassed authentic:. "Mrs. need to look at with the slaves."

"You said." Ms. Hou Road.

Song Yingying sidewalk:. "Duke needs a small yard slaves of people have heard of them into the house, they did not let them into the house, they will be allowed to enter even if little Duke calling them in, too..."

"Presumptuous!" Ms. Hou Paizhuo shouted, "What are you going to do little Duke?"

Song Yingying slightly lowered her eyes: "slaves dare not offend little Duke."

Ms. Hou looked at her eyes, called Mother Fuer over, she said a few words.

Her voice is very small, Song Yingying could not hear what she said. Only to see Mother went out, and soon returned.

Ms. Hou do not speak, do not speak Mother, Song Yingying did not dare to speak.

Surface and obedient, very law-abiding. In fact it Tucao with the system: "! Oh, this rule big stream of textual go do this set of rules sets?!"

The system will shock her: "You are not afraid of do not want to do if it can not do, so tell me, I'll give those other tasks??."

"Well!" Song Yingying ignore it.

System too bad. I know she did not mean it, but also so excited her.

Not too long, outside there is a more elegant dress wear maid came about as big maidservants Ms. Hou yard of the. After she came in, then the wife of Hou ear and said something.

Mrs. Hou brow pick pick: "He really say that?"

"Yes." Maidservants.

Ms. Hou put gaze moved to Song Yingying body, this is no trick, direct said:. "Jun children do not want to tell you to wait."

"Oh." Song Yingying nodded, turned out just to let Ms. Hou servant to ask Stuart Jun meant, "That lady does it mean?"

Ms. Hou raised an eyebrow: "You ask me how you want me to answer you??"

Song Yingying board still owes a meal of it! Suicide is on the back wall of the lawsuit, did not bear it! If she can not let Stuart Jun within three days, offered to walk outside, Ms. Hou is necessary beaten to death by her! Painted fans with the same fate!

"The slaves will serve super people!" Song Yingying boldly Road, a look of confidence, "Madame gave slaves a chance, called servants to wait on little Duke, if not slaves wait, my wife had stripped the skin! "

Mother spit her sentence: "Madame want your skin to do?"

"My skin white and soft, Mrs. snare drum can be used to do!" Song Yingying Road.

This time Mother could not stretch also laughed: "loquacious!"

Mrs. Hou's eyes with a little smile: ".. Well, I told you to temporarily govern the yard Jun children three days later, I was waiting Jun children in the garden."

Originally she did not know or should not be under the next. The girl looked at the other girl with not the same **** Buddies, as people see through. She really makes just do, do not know what it was like to mess, she did not want to sacrifice your son.

But I do not want to hear Stuart Jun, his face still a little bored, she suddenly echocardiography.

Since his son out of trouble, put his stuffy in the house, as people with a dark silk yarn paste windows, darken the room is dark, no sound on the 1st day is not loud, not good to eat, nor good sleep, as if nothing could arouse his interest, lethargic as people worried.

Now he hates a girl, she felt called down, maybe is a good start.

Always call him face some of the popular children live.

Stuart Jun Song Yingying back yard.

She deliberately pulled a big maidservants Ms. Hou come around, she called to announce that from today, the yard of the people and things she heard sent.

Ms. Hou told, no one dare not listen. Besides, it is only three days, the next people answered very happy.

And other large maidservants left, Song Yingying will be carrying a skirt, tap tap on the ground bouncing up the steps and opened the door to the house of Stuart Jun went.

Ready domineering.

Stuart Jun thought he was saying those words, Mrs. Hou Song Yingying will be transferred away. Therefore, when you see Song Yingying pushed open the door, stunned for a moment. Song Yingying wait until dark silk yarn began demolition on the house windows, straight is anger, snapped: "! Stop"

"Slightly slightly." Song Yingying made a face at him, "You have the ability to hit me?"

Stuart Jun surprised, then furious!

This is simply maidservants Bushihaodai! Stomp on the nose face! He did not punish her before, she thought she to heaven yet?

"Come!" He shouted, "This will be less guilty maid dragged out!"

Door stuck a few faint shadow.

Song Yingying Cha Zhaoyao toward the door will stop: "I see who would dare to come!"

Several servants think Mrs. Hou told, thought, Ms. Hou in the end is a little larger than the Duke, or to listen to his wife of Hou job.

Offended little Duke, is the largest in the yard when not worse. But if offended Mrs. Hou, which are Houfu not stay. So, we have shrink back.

Stuart Jun disbelief watching this scene, she shouted: "!!! Come to me come to you are dead."

"Do not call it." Song Yingying side of the ravel thick, turned aside advised him, "They listen to me. I look at his face after you live it. How kind, that go a painted fans, your life will be better ? yet three words for you - want much more attractive "!

Stuart Jun furious!

Song Yingying deft hands and feet have been removed two silk yarn, bright light coming in through the window to play, shone Stuart Jun blink. He sun long gone, now is a strong light shine, very suited, lifted his sleeve stop light, side shouted: "!!! Stop I told you to stop you can not hear it."

He sat quietly in a wheelchair, into the darkness, the man reveals a dark, gloomy, misanthropic temperament. The moment the bright light stimuli, actually showing a bit awkward and helpless to panic.

Song Yingying demolished a window, Bale hand. He was really hurt the eyes, very bad.

She clapped her hands, walked in front of Stuart Jun, smiling at him: "?. I want to make you bawl, face to you, hit it."

A Fensai getting in the way, crystal clear skin, rosy. She has long eyelashes, like two rows of small fan as Hushanhushan. Brow slightly provoked, a bit sly.

Tip of the nose to smell a little girl who's unique aroma, let Stuart Jun could not help but startled by startled. In the past when he painted fans wait around, he never once noticed.

"Do not fight ah? That's not angry argue?" Song Yingying see he did not move, with peripheral vision aiming at him.

Stuart Jun cold smile, a audacious maid, bossing his head to come?

Although he did not hit a woman, but give her some color to see or want.

He held out his hand -

"I could not beat!" Almost as soon as he moved when moving, she quickly pulled back to, make faces at him, "slightly a little!"

Stuart Jun Xiuyou gas! He was hit by a servant girl fooled!

"Come!" He shouted.

Song Yingying grunted, and went to him: "Come on, try again."

Then just fall, ranging from Stuart Jun hand, she quickly pulled back: "!!! Still could not beat that could not beat slightly slightly"

Stuart Jun: "..."

Author has to say: Stuart Jun (beat wheelchair): What! Also a little pathetic, big hard package, why Six-fingered children get her gentle love, I can only be bullied? ? ? Substitution! I asked substitutions! !