Calm little silly concubine: Your lord, if you have any kind of feeling, just leave me

Chapter 485 Being Counted 19
"Thank you, Mr. Shan Maner." Shan Man'er still said the same thing, didn't even dare to say more, took the things from Zhuge Xing's hand, still didn't raise his head a little, turned around and wanted to escape.

But suddenly, Zhuge Xing dodged and blocked her way.

"Are you shy, girl? Why don't you even dare to lift your head up? If you walk like this again, you're afraid you'll bump into the wall. That's not a good thing."

Shan Man'er was so angry that he almost slammed into the wall and knocked himself out, so he replied calmly, "Thank you for reminding me, Young Master."

"My lord, are we..." the guard said, seeming to be doubting Shan Man'er's actions at the moment.

"En." Zhuge Xing waved his hand to block the guard's next words, but his eyes were still fixed on Shan Man'er, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, which seemed to be in high spirits.

"Don't you raise your head, miss?" Zhuge Xing said, and seemed to be waiting for Shan Man'er to raise his head, waiting patiently.

Shan Man'er pursed her lips slightly, didn't answer, and wanted to walk around him.

However, no matter whether she went left or right, Zhuge Yan would stop her in front.

"Oh, really? The more you say that, the more I want to see what the girl looks like." Zhuge Xing chuckled.

"My lord, we still have something to do..."

"Go down," Zhuge Xing glared at the guard angrily, as if blaming him for being troublesome.

"Please get out of the way, it's wrong to moles a girl." Shan Man'er turned back indifferently, her head was even more depressed,

What happened to her today, why did she keep bumping into these annoying people,
If there is a piece of tofu in front of her, she will really bump it headfirst, so as not to be upset.

"If you don't mind, girl, why not come to my humble house," Zhuge Xing suddenly invited.

"No, no, please don't bother me, sir, thank you, I'm busy, that's all." Shan Man'er's patience ran out again, and his anger couldn't help but deepened. Today, in the same alley, he was overwhelmed by someone Twice, she was so lucky that she vomited blood.

"No trouble, no trouble at all, if the girl is not busy, why not..."

"It's troublesome, and, I repeat, I'm really busy right now, so I don't have time, that's all."

"It's just that I think the girl looks like someone I know, but it's a pity that she doesn't know where she is now."

(End of this chapter)