Chapter 092 Turtle's butt

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Ling Kexin finally didn't walk into the room. She came to the servant building, standing outside the kitchen, through the glass, watching the old figure inside busy, her heart felt particularly uncomfortable as if she was scratched by an invisible magic hand.

She walked out, and at this time, she had no face to see Wang Ma.

"Qiao'er." As soon as she walked out of the servant building, she met Lu Qiao'er head-on. She was holding a broom in her hand. It seemed that she had just finished cleaning the back garden, with sweat beads flowing on her face and a few strands of hair on her forehead.

Lu Qiaoer's body looked thinner than Ling Kexin. The servant's clothes were too loose, completely covering the concave and convex part of her girl. Her shoulder-length short hair was not tied up, which looked even more messy and her face looked thinner.

When she saw Ling Kexin, she paused slightly, pulled her lips open to laugh, but after two strokes of her mouth, she still tightened her face, curled her sad eyes, brushed her shoulders and walked into the room.

Ling Kexin opened her mouth and swallowed it sourly.

With her head down, Ling Kexin was in a very heavy mood. She slowly walked into the villa, thinking about how to make the great demon take back his life.

"Hey! Classmate Ling." The sound of footsteps came from behind, followed by Moerye's slightly smirk.

Ling Kexin did not look back. In this Mo family manor, the second young master, Mo Ertao.

"E Tao, who is she? Why did she have such an attitude towards you?" Suddenly, the voice of a strange woman attracted Ling Kexin. She turned around and saw a charming woman. She was holding Mo Ertao's arm, with a arrogant expression, twisting her waist and swaying her hips.

"She is our little maid." Mo Ertao smiled and raised his eyebrows at Ling Kexin in a slutty way.

"Little maid?" Qiao Yingying's mouth was so round that it opened, with an incredible expression.

"Yes."

When Qiao Yingying heard the affirmation, her eyes immediately felt contempt. She hummed with a nose, glanced at Ling Kexin in front of her, and said to Mooretao: "Dear, are you so easy to talk to? How can you tolerate a woman like this who is rude and does not understand esteeming ranks and ranks with her? "

"Don't..." At this time, they had stopped in front of Ling Kexin. Mo Ertao was about to explain something, but saw Ling Kexin's clear eyes stumble, and he gave Qiao Yingying a cold look, and then gave her the same look of contempt.

"Second Young Master! You have a good vision of choosing a woman!" Ling Kexin's eyes slid past Qiao Yingying, and when they fell on Mo Ertao's face, it turned into a mockery.

"You?" No one could hear Ling Kexin's sarcasm. Qiao Yingying's face turned pale. She choked, and looked at Mooretao with coquettishness and help.

Mooretao touched the tip of his nose. Before he could speak, Ling Kexin hummed and walked into the villa.

"I forgot to tell you that she is my eldest brother's personal maid." Mooretao's explanation rang behind him.

As soon as Moertao came back, dinner officially began. Ling Kexin's performance was not good tonight. Standing next to Moerye, she was distracted from time to time. She filled the cup several times when pouring wine. Moerye didn't raise the bottleneck, but she didn't realize it.

Qiao Yingying, who was sitting next to Moertao, kept paying attention to Moerye and found that he was very cold to Ling Kexin. When the little maid made a mistake, his eyes were like cold swords and ice swords. His expression was very dissatisfied, and he couldn't help but feel happy.

So what can I do if I am Master Mo’s little maid? My status is not still low. Although the Mo family’s servants have to give up three points when they go out, as long as they can take the position of Master Mo’s grandmother, which maid dares to ignore him?

However, what puzzled Qiao Yingying was that Old Mrs. Mo seemed to be very caring for the little maid. After eating, Ling Kexin asked her to stand beside her. She also picked up a fried lion head and put it on a small plate, and took it for Ling Kexin to taste it.

The old lady's obvious preference made everyone present slightly stunned, but out of respect, no one said anything.

Ling Kexin did not refuse the old lady's kindness, and took the plate and ate it. When Mrs. Mo saw that she was eating with relish, she asked Sister Qin to move a chair to Ling Kexin and signaled her to sit down and eat.

"Ahem..." As soon as Ling Kexin's butt stuck to the chair, Moerye clenched his fist and put it beside his mouth to clear his throat.

Ling Kexin paused, raised her butt immediately, and said to Old Mrs. Mo with a smile: "Grandma, you forgot the rules."

Moerye slowly turned his head and swept her at a very fast speed... You obviously forgot the rules!

"Yes..." Old Mrs. Mo realized the dissatisfaction of her eldest grandson and hurriedly said, "Grandma forgets the rules when she sees you. However, this rules are determined by people, but people live. We can't let the turtle's butt die."

"Puff..." After hearing the last sentence of Mrs. Mo, Mo'ertao sprayed out the wine he had just sucked into his mouth invisibly. When Qiao Yingying saw it, she hurriedly stroked his back with a pleasing look.

Moerye looked dark, but it was hard to confront his grandmother as an outsider. He was enduring his displeasure, but Ling Kexin smiled and agreed: "Grandma, you said it very well! Although the rules are determined by people, we can't live in the shell of a turtle. It is necessary to change the rules appropriately, such as to someone and something... But now I am a maid from the Mo family, and I can't be on an equal footing with my grandma. This rule is still necessary."

"Oh, little girl, what rules do you think can be changed?" Old Mrs. Mo seemed to be full. Usually at home, there were respectful servants around her. Mo Yiting often didn't go home. It was rare that a little girl chattered in front of her, and she looked well-behaved and cute. She was very excited to talk to Ling Kexin.

Moerye stared at the eyes and said nothing to object. He lowered his eyes and ate the dishes on the plate gracefully. He seemed to be interested in listening.

"Grandma, I heard that the Mo family has an unwritten rule... I think it's not good." Ling Kexin glanced at Moerye and glanced at his hand holding the food.

"Ah? What unwritten rules does our Mo family have? Little girl, come and listen." Old Mrs. Mo became even more interested.

Ling Kexin took a deep breath, ignored Moerye's slowly tense jaw, Moertao's surprise, and Qiao Yingying's contemptuous smile on her face, took up Mrs. Mo's hand, looked kind, and spoke with an adult: "Grandma, I'll ask you, if you make a mistake, do you want to affect innocent people?"

Old Mrs. Mo thought for a while and shook her head: "If one person is wrong, the others cannot be implicated."

"I think so too. After all, it is a legal society now, not the rule of Qin Shihuang in ancient times."

"Yes, we can't do anything that implicates the Nine Clans."

"Well, grandma, you are just reasonable and amiable. You can see that grandma, you are always kind and well-educated. You are such a great person." Ling Kexin's mouth began to sweeten, so sweet that Mooretao shuddered and looked at the skin on the back of his hand.

"Haha... Little girl, you can still praise people, hey... You have said so much, what are the rules of the Mo family?" Old Mrs. Mo asked seriously after laughing.

"Grandma, I've actually said that your Mo family has such a rule. One person makes mistakes and the others are implicated."

Old Mrs. Mo was stunned and blinked: "Little girl, please be careful."

Ling Kexin glanced at Moerye again, and said with some dissatisfaction: "Grandma, I only realized that in this manor, if anyone who made a mistake in this manor would have to be deducted from his salary."

"Ah?" Old Mrs. Mo stood up in shock, scared Mrs. Qin so much that she hurriedly supported her. Old Mrs. Mo was stunned and turned to someone along Ling Kexin's gaze.

A man was lowering his head, holding a steamed fish head in front of him with chopsticks... Everyone said that eating fish heads to nourish his brain. It seems that he really needs to replenish it well. Which nerve is wrong with him? He actually forgot to write a "Not allowed her to talk casually in front of his master" in the contract letter!

She should shut up, shut up! Just like other servants!

"Ye'er, did you decide this rule?" Old Mrs. Mo's expression became obviously solemn. She slapped her hand on the dining table, which made Mo Ertao shrank his neck in fear.

Don’t be as easy as grandma, she pampers her grandchildren, and she really gets angry, but she is still afraid of being a young man.

She can ignore this little thing in the Mo family. She can also turn a blind eye to the little things. After all, she is all young people. Who hasn't been young and frivolous?

But this involves the century-old reputation of the Mo family, she will never stand by and sit idly by.

"Ye'er! Come with me to the room!" Old Mrs. Mo walked out of the restaurant with a calm face without waiting for Mo Erye to reply.

Moerye slowly put down his chopsticks, his face still calmly. He stood up and his eyes twitched Ling Kexin at a calm pace. Ling Kexin wanted to stick out her tongue at him, but in the end she put her little tongue back and raised her head, and she looked at the luxurious crystal chandelier on the ceiling.
Chapter completed!