The official I raised has become a fine

Chapter 217
"Don't scold me secretly, I can hear it all." Jun Yao said with a cold snort.

Jun Yao's sudden words startled Song Zhiying, almost thinking that he could read minds, but after thinking about it, he realized that he must have heard the meaning of her "hehe".

"I didn't scold the boss. I didn't have a single curse word in my words. It's too late for me to thank the boss. How could I scold? My respect for the boss is like a torrent of water." Song Zhiying blew rainbow farts wildly, The corners of his mouth couldn't hide his pride.

"Really? Hehe." Jun Yao also imitated her tone and said.

The corners of Song Zhiying's mouth froze. She was actually being scolded back. Fu Guier's ability to draw inferences from one instance to another is too strong. She felt like she was lifting a rock and hitting herself in the foot.

With a smug smile on the corner of Jun Yao's mouth, humming, this little girl is still a little tender if she wants to fight him.

Song Zhiying curled her lips, very unconvinced.

Jun Yao put away the medicine box, and Song Zhiying also stood up.

After she found that her hands were wrapped like this, it was very inconvenient to do anything, and she couldn't even scratch the itchy hair on her face.She tried her best to push those disobedient hairs behind her ears with her hands wrapped in zongzi, but her hands seemed to be wearing gloves now, and she couldn't do such delicate work.

Song Zhiying is also a stubborn woman, so she wants to fight with those few hairs, trying to subdue them obediently.

When Jun Yao put the medicine box back to its original place and looked back at Song Zhiying, he happened to see Song Zhiying solemnly brushing a few strands of hair sticking to her face with her zongzi-like hands.But her hands are now in a semi-disabled state, and she can't do this simple movement no matter what, but she is struggling with those hairs, and after repeated failures, there is still a bit of anger on her face.

Song Zhiying was really blown away, even if Jun Yao bullied her, these few hairs of hers would also come to bully her, do you really think she is easy to bully!

Seeing that she was getting angry with a few hairs, Jun Yao couldn't help but find it a little funny, she was making trouble with herself.

When he saw that she was about to tear off these few hairs, he hurried forward, walked behind her, and held her wrist that was about to exert strength.

"The body, hair and skin are the parents, don't destroy them at will. I just told you not to hurt yourself. Have you forgotten it now, or is it because the gauze on your hands is not thick enough?" Jun Yao said in a deep voice.

Song Zhiying felt aggrieved, she pursed her mouth, "It's just a few hairs, they will grow again, but they have been sticking to my face, itching uncomfortably, and I can't get it off, so I made this bad plan."

Jun Yao saw her face turned into a little bitter gourd, his heart softened, and he couldn't help rubbing the top of her hair.

"Isn't there another person in this room besides you? You can ask me to help you." Jun Yao said softly.

"Boss Jun is my boss, how can I, a little maid, do things at will." Song Zhiying said very sensiblely.

Song Zhiying's sensible appearance softened Junyao's heart, so his face became more gentle, "You are in a special situation now, as a good boss who is considerate to his servants, I will not care about these things with you."

"That is to say, when I have trouble with my hands, can I send Boss Jun at will?" Song Zhiying turned around and faced him, her almond eyes twinkling.

Jun Yao is now full of pink bubbles, there is no reason to refuse, so he nodded, "That's right."

(End of this chapter)