Tyrant, you're offline again

Chapter 459

Huang Zhenzhen found an opportunity to slip away, and walked all the way in the plum blossom forest. After about two cups of tea, she found Xiaolan and blocked his way.

"Long time no see, how is Xiaolan doing recently?"

Huang Zhenzhen was laughing, a little maliciously, a pair of black and white eyes fixed on Xiaolan, not even moving a little, Xiaolan couldn't help but feel a little terrified, and stepped back step by step.

"Very...very good, thank you Miss Huang for your concern, Xiaolan will cook first."

"What do you want to cook, I will help you."

"Miss Huang really knows how to joke. You have a noble status, and you belong to the young master... How dare Xiao Lan ask you to help me."

"What's your son's again?" Why does this seem to have something in it?

"It's the young master's... woman..."

"When did I become his woman?"

"Miss Huang owed the money to the young master, and signed a contract with the young master. The contract has been kept by the young master. Before Miss Huang has paid off the money, you are the young master's woman."

Is that right?

Why does she feel that it is not so simple?
"It's nothing more than a contract, and it doesn't say in the contract that I must be his woman. Even if I am really his woman, so what, I'm willing to help you, so I will help you."

Huang Zhenzhen snatched the vegetables from his hand and washed them one by one.

Xiaolan was so frightened that she quickly snatched it back, "Miss Huang, Xiaolan can do this kind of trivial matter by herself. If you are bored, you can rest on the side."

What a joke.

She is the son's favorite woman.

Even if she takes two extra steps on weekdays, the young master would like to carry her on his back, for fear that she will collapse from exhaustion.

If you let the young master know that she is washing vegetables here, you won't scold him to death.

Huang Zhenzhen deliberately refused to return it to him, watching him anxiously.

"Miss Huang, Xiaolan begs you, please return it to Xiaolan quickly."

"What you said is that I wash the vegetables for you, but I don't mean to kill you. Why do you have this expression? Forget it, forget it, give it back to you, and I'll chop wood for you."

"What? Chopping firewood? Ms. Huang, just tell me what you want to eat. Xiaolan promises to satisfy you. There are still plenty of firewood, so I won't bother Ms. Huang."

"Don't bother, I just happen to be free."

"Miss Huang..." Xiaolan wanted to cry.

Huang Zhenzhen blinked her sly eyes, and said with a meaningful smile, "It's okay if you don't want me to help, but you have to tell me your son's secret."

"Secret? What secret?"

"Of course it's the most important secret. Why, do you still want to keep it from me forever?"

"Miss Huang, I don't know what you're talking about. I'm going to cook first."

"If you don't tell me, I will help you every day in the future, cooking, washing, and doing housework for you."

"Xiaolan really doesn't know what the girl is talking about, Miss Huang, don't embarrass Xiaolan any more, okay?" He is just a servant, how dare he let the son's wife do the laundry and cook, isn't it his life? ?

"What's Yang Yunmo's secret?"

"My lord has no secrets."

Huang Zhenzhen picked up the ax and skillfully split the firewood with one knife at a time.

"Miss Huang..."

"Hey, I was still wounded in the killing just now. Not long ago, I was inexplicably backlashed by spiritual power. After so long, my heart is still aching. If I chop too much firewood, I don't know what will happen. There will be no sudden death."

Xiaolan turned around in a hurry.

He originally thought that Huang Zhenzhen was just joking, but he didn't expect that she was chopping in style, and her face was dripping with sweat.

"Even if you have chopped all the firewood here, the young master has no secrets."

"It's okay, I'll chop more firewood for you, so you don't have to work so hard in the future."

"Miss Huang..."

"Also, I know some of Yang Yunmo's secrets. In fact, I also understand whether you say it or not. I just want to verify my own thoughts."

Xiaolan took a few steps closer, "You know about the young master?" How could this be possible, the young master would never tell anyone.

"If I don't know, do you think I might have come here?"

"It seems to be the same. No outsider can enter here."

Looks like she was right.This Xiaolan is much more foolish than Yang Yunmo.

"Your son has saved me so many times, is that the reason?" Huang Zhenzhen asked with a sad face.

While washing the vegetables, Xiaolan complained, "That's not right, otherwise, why would you suffer so much. Miss Huang, since you understand the painstaking efforts of the young master, don't be so indifferent to the young master. You don't say anything on the surface, but you are actually very sad in your heart." .”

Yang Yunmo's painstaking efforts?

What pains?
Like your brother's daughter-in-law?
Phew, how is this possible.

With that poisonous tongue, she has never heard a word from anyone since she knew it.

"Then why didn't your son tell me?"

"Xiaolan doesn't know either, maybe the young master is afraid that Miss Huang will be hurt."

What a mess, she didn't understand a word.

"How is your young master's relationship with Yu Qingfan?"

"Nature is excellent."

"You've been talking for a long time, why don't you hurry up and tell me Yang Yunmo's secret."

"Don't you know everything, the young master is..."

Huang Zhenzhen's energy was concentrated in an instant, and she was waiting for the next words, but a cold voice interrupted Xiaolan's words coldly.

"It's a philistine man, when will you pay off the money you owe?"

Huang Zhenzhen looked up in astonishment, but saw a man in white clothes and white hair, handsome and unparalleled, who had appeared in front of her holding a piano at some point.

Being caught in the middle, Huang Zhenzhen curled his lips slightly. There was no embarrassment on his face, but it was a pity that the secret was still not revealed.

"What are you looking at? Since you want to chop wood so much, there are still a bunch over there, so let's chop it together."

Xiaolan opened her mouth wide in shock.

Huang Zhenzhen's face was pulled down one by one.

There are firewood piled up like a mountain, and she will have to chop until when.

Huang Zhenzhen got up, clapped his hands, and left the plum blossom grove, then turned around suddenly, and ripped the white clothes off his body with a sound.

Yang Yunmo leaned sideways to avoid her dragon claws, but Huang Zhenzhen's real purpose was to tear open his trouser legs.

Just a little bit, his pants were ripped off.

Yang Yunmo crossed his hands to block, and dozens of moves have already been exchanged between lightning and flint.

"kindness……"

Yang Yunmo's face turned pale, and a fishy sweetness welled up in his throat, but he forcibly suppressed it, and took three steps back again and again.

Huang Zhenzhen blurted out, "You're hurt, and you're hurt badly."

She obviously didn't use a few percent of her kung fu, Yang Yunmo's kung fu is so high, how could her internal organs be injured.

His martial arts are unfathomable, who can hurt him so badly?

Xiaolan said dissatisfiedly, "Miss Huang, how could you hit such a heavy hand, do you know that son is quick..."

With a stern look, Xiaolan shuts her mouth.

"Let me help you heal your luck first."

"No... a little old injury, I can heal it myself." Yang Yunmo broke away from Huang Zhenzhen's hand almost immediately.

But it was still a step too late, Huang Zhenzhen's black and white eyes were full of puzzlement.

Why is the breath in his body so familiar?

Xiao Fanfan's breathing was as slow as his.

(End of this chapter)