Gongdou: My husband is the emperor

Chapter 151 Poor Emperor
Miss Ouyang Nan would have been on fire in the past, but I don't know why she is so patient with the emperor.

"It's impossible for you to have no home! Since you don't go home, you can't remember anything"

Hearing Ouyang Nan's words, the emperor's eyes dimmed immediately, he didn't shake his head or nod, he pursed his mouth and didn't speak.

The emperor's uncooperative expression made Miss Ouyang Nan very depressed, but Miss Ouyang Nan's kindness is really overflowing today, and I really can't bear the heart of such a flowery man drinking dust on the street, so Miss Ouyang Nan is very ladylike I made a decision: "If you have no place to go, there is still a shortage of waiters in our store. Why don't you work in my store first, and we also have staff dormitories. You can also have a place to live. I don't know if you want it or not." .”

The emperor is about to vomit blood, and his majestic emperor is going to be a waiter. Although this term is unfamiliar to him, if he goes to work in her shop, isn't that the waiter?When did he become reduced to being a waiter in a shop?

He wanted to refuse, but he saw that the moonlight was getting darker, and there were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the street. It is not a problem to stay here all the time. The emperor sighed and nodded helplessly. He really answered that sentence, the downcast Phoenix Not as good as chicken.

Ouyang Nan drove the emperor to the dormitory where the employees lived.

The dormitory is a three-unit apartment, which is relatively clean, but in the eyes of the emperor, it is far from that.Among other things, just three men sleeping in one room is enough to make the emperor depressed. When has he ever slept in the same room with a man? What is even more pitiful is that there are not enough beds in the room, and the poor emperor can only sleep on the floor.

As soon as the dark quilt was moved in front of the emperor, the emperor's internal organs trembled. This,,,,,,,,, he has never slept on such a dirty quilt, let alone sleeping, he has never seen it before .

The waiter who lived with him was a good-tempered little boy. He looked at the quilt shyly: "You can spread it on the floor first! Otherwise, the floor will be too cold and you will get sick."

The emperor stared blankly at the quilt in a daze. Now he missed his huge dragon bed more and more, and his group of beautiful concubines who rushed to warm him up.

(End of this chapter)