Youth Idol Drama: Domineering, Broad and Young Chase Love

Chapter 291 I Only Love You (2)

Of course it was the young master Song Xiaofei.But the young master Song Xiaofei is not willing to do those jobs, his eyes are bigger than Shui Ling and Fenghuang, and his expression is more incredible than Shui Ling and Fenghuang, as if Hua Xiangrong is crazy, he stared at her and yelled: "What, Do you want me to mop the floor, clean the doors and windows? Do you want me to flush the bathroom?"

Hua Xiangrong glared at him, dissatisfied: "What's the matter? Could it be that you can't do those jobs?"

Song Xiaofei straightened his chest, and said confidently, "Of course not!"

Hua Xiangrong asked him: "Why not?"

Song Xiaofei replied: "Because I am the young master of the Song family."

"The young master of the Song family is also a human being, and he also eats and goes to the toilet, right?"

"But, that's different!"

"What's the difference?"

"I don't do those jobs!"

Hua Xiangrong glared at him, and forced her eyes to Song Xiaofei's: "Song Xiaofei, do you think that doing those jobs is very lowly? Not worthy of your status as the young master of the Song family?"

Song Xiaofei remained silent.Silence is the default.

Hua Xiangrong was very angry, and said bitterly: "I used to do those humble jobs, and I'm not worthy of your status as the young master of the Song family." She was angry: "Song Xiaofei, from now on, I won't do it." Your girlfriend, you are not worthy of being an orphan! You go find the daughter who is suitable for you."

Song Xiaofei glanced at her, and asked in a low voice: "Do you really want me to do those jobs?"

Hua Xiangrong's face was tense, there was no room for discussion: "Yes!"

Song Xiaofei asked again: "It must be done?"

Hua Xiangrong said: "Yes!"

Song Xiaofei asked again: "Is it not possible to do it?"

Hua Xiangrong once again answered firmly: "No."

Song Xiaofei was helpless, reluctantly said in a low voice: "I'll listen to you, can't I?"

Hua Xiangrong's face was still tense, but there was a smile in her eyes.

Song Xiaofei frowned, and reluctantly took the mop, how could he know how to mop the floor?Song Xiaofei was like Hua Xiangrong back then, holding a wet mop, and mopping it back and forth several times in a hurry, the floor was still wet, like a rainy street outside, with water stains that could never be removed.

(End of this chapter)