The Big Guy Who Wears Fast is Crazy Again

The maids speculated.

But no matter what kind of guess it is, everyone feels that the city owner's love for little freaks won't last long.

Nan Yuan cleaned her face and hands, remembered something, and took the child to her side to wash it.

Behind them, the maids were already standing in a row, holding various clothes and jewelry in their hands.

Nan Yuan glanced at it and pointed to a dark skirt and a dark plush cape.

Among the various jewelry such as hairpins, Buyao, beads and flowers, I chose a golden red agate inlaid with gold Buyao.

The maids looked at each other.

Completely different from the previous hobby.

"Sir, do you want to wait to change clothes?" asked the maid Dongxue.

Nan Yuan didn't answer, she frowned, her indifferent eyes swept over a group of beautiful maids, "Don't wipe strange things in my room in the future."

After a short pause, "The smell of rouge on your body is very unpleasant."

One or two is fine, but there are many people. The taste of rouge used by each person is different. If they are mixed together, the taste will be thick and greasy.

For Nan Yuan, who is obsessed with cleanliness, being surrounded by such a smell is simply torture.

And she never wronged herself.

Pei Ziqing hurriedly raised his arm and smelled it, there was no strange smell, and he was relieved.

The maids were so frightened that they all knelt on the ground, "Sir, forgive me!"

Nan Yuan pursed her lips.

Although she was glad that her indifferent appearance could scare off a group of ants, this trembling appearance was boring to watch too much.

With so many maids standing together, Nan Yuan did not recognize who Dong Xue was, so she said without looking up: "In the future, Dong Xue will take care of my clothing, food and daily life, and the rest—"

Pei Ziqing, who was standing still, was listening with pricked ears.

This time, he subconsciously looked at the woman.

Never thought, it happened to be right with her.

In those beautiful eyes, there is an indifferent calm, cold and lazy.

Pei Ziqing was startled, and quickly retracted his gaze.

Nan Yuan yawned and continued, "I'll serve Ah Qing for the rest."

Hearing this, Pei Ziqing waved his hands in fright.

"A-Qing doesn't like maids to serve either?"

Pei Ziqing nodded.

Nan Yuan paused for a while, then changed his tune: "Then go to serve those young masters in Baihuayuan, and Dongxue will distribute them, one for each person."

This Hundred Garden does not refer to a garden with a hundred flowers, but it is named after a hundred flowers.

Over the years, all kinds of handsome men collected by the city lord lived in the Hundred Gardens.

Like the most favored son of Yunhu Yun the year before, who lives in the plum garden;

Last year's most favored Gu Lanzhi, Gu Gongzi, lived in Lanyuan.

Later, as soon as Xue Gongzi Xue Songyun came, he stayed in the most luxurious peony garden in the house.

There are no orchids in the Orchid Garden, and no peonies in the Peony Garden. After all, this is Snow City.

There is a red plum in Mr. Yun's plum garden.

After being shocked one after another, Dongxue accepted the task tremblingly.

Lord, did seclusion and practice really hurt your brain?

It's enough to love an ugly child, but now you want to send a group of beautiful maids to serve those young masters in Baiyuan Garden?

In the past, the adults avoided this the most, for fear of which son would mix with the servant girls, so the servants who served the sons in Baiyuan Garden were all servant boys.

However, no matter how shocked he was in his heart, Dong Xue did not show it, and his professional ethics were quite high.

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On this day, the young masters of Baihuayuan who received a beautiful maid were shocked.

Even if they accept people, they don't dare to take a second glance, and they are even suspicious, thinking that this maid is an eyeliner sent by the city owner, monitoring their every move every day.

All of a sudden, these young men in the Baiyuan Garden were all well-behaved, and even the doors were less crowded.

Plum Garden.

The fragrance of red plum filled the garden, and four handsome young men of different looks were chatting in the pavilion in the plum blossom forest.

The beautiful maid who was serving was sent back, far away.

Among the four beautiful men, one played the piano, the other drank tea, and the remaining two were not very calm.

One had a sullen face and a heavy expression, the other was restless and worried.

As the master of the plum garden, the young master in green clothes, Yun Hu, glanced at a few people and took a sip of tea without hesitation. His posture was elegant and pleasing to the eyes.