Maid’s Diary: Devil Master, Please Behave

Therefore, Lu Han Puppy started to guess very gossiping:

I didn’t see Munan’s beautiful boy today. The two lonely and widowed men stayed in the swimming pool last night... The answer is obvious. Something unspeakable must have happened between the two.

In the classroom, there were strange pronunciations of English teachers, the murmur of girls and boys, a faintly complex fragrance, and the slight rubbing of his fingertips across the phone screen.

He was waiting, he was thinking.

The boy was as strong as a cow, able to fight and resist, and occasionally got sick to extremes. I grabbed my nose and tears, my eyes were red, my nose was red, and my voice was still urinous...How about such a sloppy boy?

The screen of the mobile phone seemed to perceive the owner's heart and lit up appropriately. Gu Yuze raised his eyebrows and connected the phone.

"how about it?"

Lu Han, who was playing on the computer, suddenly noticed that the surrounding air was cooling, and his hairs were standing upright. When he turned his head, there was an air-conditioned demon sitting there.

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Mu Nan happily got out of the SE International Building and got into the car of the housekeeper Qian happily.

He swallowed the cold medicine happily, wiped his nose and tears, and then happily began to inquire about everything from Gu Yuze's height and weight when he was a child to his current hobbies and specialties.

Knowing oneself and the enemy, a hundred battles never end, if you want to know more about Gu Yuze, the information in the writing is a copycat. Only from this fat housekeeper who took care of Gu Yuze since childhood can we dig out the details.

Steward Qian is really a shrewd person. The president and Munan have been alone for so long, and they must have reached some highly confidential agreement. So he started to tell the story of his young master when he was a child, and Munan listened enthusiastically.

So Munan learned about the young master walking the bird naked at the age of two.

Thus, Munan knew the exact number of times the young master wets the bed.

Steward Qian just talked about his eight-year-old young master. Before he could say anything, the car slammed on the brakes with a bang. Munan didn't pay attention and almost hit a hole in his head.

"Steward Qian, what's the matter? Hit a passerby?"

"Young Master?" Steward Qian's fat body shivered. The trip between him and Munan was originally private, and he must not let the young master know. Otherwise, with Gu Yuze's temper, knowing that Mu Nan and the president have an intersection, I'm afraid...

Following Qian’s gaze, Munan caught a glimpse of a black Yamaha motorcycle steadily parked in front of the front of the car. The visitor took off and peeped, his gaze cut on the car window like a knife on the face of this young Junan.

Gu Yuze's eyes were cold and sharp, and his enchanting face was full of coldness. The black Yamaha motorcycle shows that he came from another dark world in a trance, like a nirvana beast hibernating in the depths of the jungle. He would pounce on Munan anytime and anywhere, opening his sharp claws to tear her to pieces.

Gu Yuze was angry.

Behind is a billowing cloud.

The situation was stiff for a while, Munan was fidgeting, sniffing, and secretly asking the money steward next to him: "What should I do? This **** seems to be angry again. Didn't I just meet his dad secretly, and came to throw a knife?"

Steward Qian must be familiar with the young master's temper, and more familiar with the irreconcilable conflict between the young master and the president. Living in the same sky, Gu Yuze never wanted to meet his father. It is not so much a father and a son, as a stranger with the same blood.

The people of Shenghua know the contradiction between the father and son. People will say that Gu Yuze is the heir of SE, but not that he is Gu Shaoyan's son. Even Wu Jingcheng, who hates Gu Yuze to the extreme, dare not mention Gu Shaoyan in front of him.

Gu Yuze's hatred comes from deep in his heart, from the unrested soul of the dead, no one dares to touch.

Now Munan touched it.

"Xiao Nan, old Qian, I believe you, and I will definitely live." The steward Qian shook the fat on his body, with a wry smile on his white cheeks, opened the door of the car, and gestured like, "Between the young master and the president, hey. , A word is hard to say."

The car door opened, and an angry lion was waiting on the road. In the car was the money steward who asked her to get off with a smile.

Nowhere did Munan expect that before the agreement between himself and Gu Shaoyan had germinated, Nima Gu Yuze had completely shut down the germinated soil. It seems that between the father and son, there is more than a mountain separated by the Kunlun Mountains!

Helplessly, in the diligent gaze of the steward Qian, Munan bit his head and got out of the car. As soon as the front foot landed on the ground, the housekeeper Qian immediately started the engine. As soon as the car fell, he turned to play agilely and fled the scene of the murder case.

Munan was left alone holding a crumpled toilet paper, wiped his nose with bitterness, and bit his scalp to face the black Yamaha motorcycle that was about to breathe fire.

Gu Yuze was indeed angry.

He was angry at the meeting between Munan and Gu Shaoyan, and even more angry at the two-hour meeting between the two. There is no doubt that some agreement must have been reached between the two men—about him.

That man, this feeling of being deceived and teased made him extremely angry.

He was also angry. He rarely cared about Munan's condition. He was ashamed that he took her to the swimming pool yesterday and fell into the water. But this patient with a bad cold didn't appreciate it at all, so he dared to meet with Gu Shaoyan without authorization! Because of the green vitality that Munan gave birth to, the little bit in my heart has completely died today.

It turns out that this boy is basically the same thing as the others!

Under the gaze of unfamiliar eyes like a knife, a person like Munan could not help but suffocate in the heart of the earth, unable to breathe, and a burst of bone-chilling from the bottom of the earth penetrated into his heart.

She couldn't help but shake her body, her lips twitched and swallowed her saliva. She walked to him with difficulty, and raised her head grimly: "Master, you can talk about anything, because you will get old when you get angry."

auzw.comGu Yuze was condescending and looked down.

Munan's jaw pained, as if capturing a small beast, his **** clamped her chin, forcing her to meet the thick dark eyes.

"Munan, very good."

When he said this, there was no expression on his handsome face, no praise, full of irony. It has been a long time since Munan called him by his name, and more often he was a "slave".

The word Munan came out of his mouth, with a shuddering illusion, and he couldn't help but feel guilty.

The person in front of me, strangely, makes my heart palpitations. She is even more curious, how deep is the contradiction between the father and son?

When she thought that her jaw was about to be clamped off, the person coldly shook her finger away, as if touching a disgusting matter.

The huge engine sound of a black motorcycle cut across the sky, and rumbling like black lightning rushed into the sky.

Munan stood there blankly and wiped his nose with toilet paper silently. She saw the disgust in Gu Yuze's eyes, which were a pair of silent eyes, lifeless.

He hated her because of the conflict between father and son.

Munan couldn't understand her own feelings. Her heart was a stream of cold spring water with a few drops of sour lemon juice. It was strangely light and sour, making her feel at a loss.

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At night, the blue sky house.

Zhang Ma carefully cleaned up the dining table, and carefully glanced upstairs.

This young master is so strange that he was very cold and unpopular when he returned home. Munan carefully followed the young master, and the two had no verbal communication from beginning to end.

At the dinner table, the low-key luxury atmosphere did not dissipate the air-conditioning between the two. Munan stood shriveled at the table, his mouth open, speechless.

Before half an hour after dinner, Zhang Ma saw Munan running to the gym wearing a black and white training suit. Mom Zhang hurriedly put aside the dinner plate, and ran over to stop her in small steps: "Xiao Nan, it's so dark, don't go to practice martial arts, you have a cold, don't worry about it."

Munan slammed on the brakes, sniffed, holding his robes and said startledly: "Mother Zhang, I can't help it. I accidentally offended Gu Yuze today. He is now full of slaughter my cooking recipes. , I must let him breathe first."

The fate of offending Gu Yuze, she who is a slave knows better than anyone else.

I won’t let Gu Yuze extinguish the fire tonight. She will fry and cook everything in the future... Dad Munan’s teachings are vivid: [Gentlemen don’t suffer from immediate losses, and hypocrites cannot suffer from immediate losses]

"That's not true. You don't know how young master is, you can reorganize people's bones organically by initiating ruthlessness. The young couple's quarrel is normal, don't go too far." Zhang Ma wanted to stop, and Munan sprinted across the green grass flexibly. , Rushing to the exquisite building next to him without looking back

"Mother Zhang, don't worry, my life is hard."

The fateful Mu Xiaonan Tongshoe rushed into the fitness training ground with determination to die, and fought desperately with a certain demon.

At the end of the moon, Munan rubbed his sore arms and returned to his room.

After sweating, the symptoms of the cold miraculously improved a lot, and even the nasal discharge disappeared. She had just put her little head on the soft pillow, and her sleepiness swept through her mind as early as a flood.

All things that happened today will be digested by her in a dream.

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A person indulging another person is like pouring water into a glass bottle. When the water is full, an inadvertent demon wind blows and blows. The glass bottle is broken into slag, and the water is sprinkled on the ground without indulging.

In the cool summer breeze, Munan wiped off his sweat and rubbed his aching arm and turned back. Gu Yuze had a severe convulsion in the past two days, and he became more tortured.

Give orders in the middle of the night, asking for a glass of iced water from a western restaurant three miles away.

When he went to school, he picked a few remote paths, and occasionally met evil hooligans. Munan rolled up his sleeves, and he watched coldly.

Strictly limit the distance between two people, and not close within three meters.

All kinds of English-language business documents in the study were thrown to Munan, and a translation error was prohibited, which made Munan's English proficiency soar.

There is less poisonous tongue in speech, and every sentence that can be uttered is highly poisonous. Fortunately, Munan is not invaded by a hundred poisons, and all are treated as poisonous materials from the mind.

Training in the fitness field is even worse. Ordinary skill training, but a certain demon recruits evil.

......

Steward Qian came to visit occasionally, all sighing, watching Munan's eyes more admiration and pity. I sighed, Master, this is too much, he doesn't treat Munan as a little boy.

Secondly, I admire Munan's tenacity. Under this kind of oppression anytime and anywhere, he is still alive and freely, as if the deliberate destruction is a joke.

Munan didn't feel wronged, but accepted it happily.

Devil, if it is kind, wouldn't it be a mutant species. She hoped that Gu Yuze could continue to maintain this state, not to talk about her relationship with Jiangcheng all day long, and not to pick up her swimming trunks all day long.