Maid’s Diary: Devil Master, Please Behave

"Actually, what I am afraid of is the illusory real ghost. The fake ghost played by my dad can't scare me at all. What I saw in the Western District today should be a real ghost..." Munan shrank his neck, his head soft and soft. Pillow, continue.

"Now that I come across this again, I look down on myself. I shouldn't be so weak."

"My dad thought I was not afraid of ghosts anymore, so I'm so sorry to him. If time can come back, I would rather be scared to death by ghosts, and want to look at him again..."

Mu Nan'an spoke quietly, and Gu Yuze listened silently. In the moonlight night, the soft voice was the clear and clear mountain spring flowing slowly between the two of them.

In the end, Munan hiccuped again and fell asleep in the red wine. Gu Yuze looked at the person wrapped in the light blue quilt, half-dangling his head, only seeing the shaking eyelashes and ears. A few strands of pressed hair on the side.

This was the first time he saw the appearance of Munan sleeping. There was no arrogant and selfish pride, and no sly sunny side face. Her brows were completely stretched, Qiong nose swayed slightly with her breath, her pink lips The horn opened his mouth slightly, and occasionally muttered in a dream, like a heartless child.

The way she sleeps is really pretty, Gu Yuze thought. In the future, this little slave will still pay attention to the lower limit.

He watched her sleep for a long time, so long that he almost forgot to sleep. Munan slept peacefully. She felt that her sky had a huge patron saint, which gave her endless sense of security.

The light was off, the bedside wall light was dim, the blue sky house was quiet and beautiful, the sky was a rare bright moon, falling far in the sea of ​​Fu'an, the sea and the sky were all peacefully as if the whole world had stopped breathing.

Gradually, Gu Yuze also fell asleep.

However, he ignored Munan's nature and the degree of the bottle of red wine.

"Fuck, ghost!"

Accompanied by the rustling dense and numb sounds, the muffled hum that seemed to fall to the ground again, and the low whimpering panting.

Gu Yuze woke up suddenly from his dream, with cold eyebrows, and staring at a certain one who fell on the thin quilt: "Ben Shao gave you the courage? It is the limit to be able to give you a half-square-meter floor to sleep, you still want to climb to Ben Few beds?"

Yes, Munan wrapped the quilt and smashed it directly onto Gu Yuze’s noble "dragon bed". The wall lamp was faintly bright, setting off Munan’s face that was inconsistent...it’s weird, if it weren’t for his proud faith to support Gu Yuze. His will, he would definitely think that this kid was possessed by a ghost.

Gu Yuze was speechless for a moment, and tried to lift the quilt and kick the little slave off. Unexpectedly, Munan let go of the quilt, grabbed his hands and feet, and the octopus seemed to stick to Gu Yuze’s black velvet quilt. I couldn't get rid of it.

"I had a nightmare just now... the faceless ghost... leaped towards me..." Mu Nanyi muttered, her mind is dizzy now, and the faceless ghost came just as soon as she fell asleep. When visiting relatives, Munan was taken aback during the day, and his mind became silly at night. Even looking after Gu Yuze was like an angel with two twinkle wings, and he felt safe by staying beside him.

Gu Yuze looked at Mu Nan directly burying his head on the quilt on his chest, only to see a messy back head, living like a frightened little fox burrowing into a hole in the ground. In fact, he knew very well that this was frightened, it was clearly-crazy.

"Go down!"

"No, that ghost is going to come to me in the dream. I am afraid that there is no one around me! I will hold your quilt, and you can sleep peacefully. Can you treat me as a cat?" Munan's eyes were sour. Called, grabbed his last life-saving straw. Gu Yuze's biggest advantage over the faceless ghost stands out. He is at least a living person, better than the ethereal ghost race.

Gu Yuze: "..."

The person who could stretch his teeth and claws on Gu Yuze's bed over the years was finally born. He stretched out his hand directly, took out the phone from the bedside, dialed the inside line and ordered: "It's me, immediately send two special guards to my room, bring handcuffs and rope electric shock batons—"

Before he finished speaking, the phone was ripped off by Munan's claws, and hit the corner of the glass wall in a very round arc, making a sharp impact.

Gu Yuze was completely angry now, and a drunkard broke into the room in the middle of the night, not to mention, this kid actually wants to occupy the bed, do you want him to sleep with him next? He is the heir of the dignified SE and the owner of countless forces in secret, can't deal with a drunk little slave?

An extremely powerful force broke out, Gu Yuze got up directly from the bed and wrapped the sobbing protesting Munan in the quilt. After another kick, Munan slammed down the quilt and hit the floor.

After half a second, Munan got out of the quilt and looked at Gu Yuze dizzy. Because of the hypnosis of alcohol, my mind became more and more unconscious, and my forehead immediately rushed over, kicking, scratching, and biting.

Gu Yuze didn't want to prevent Munan from having this trick. He was careless, and was suppressed.

So, in the middle of the night of a certain year, Gu Yuze and Munan started a duel between masters on the bed. Both of them were skilled people. They fought for a while regardless of you and me, and the scene was once very chaotic.

. . .

The chirping of birds outside the window, a glare of sunlight came in through the leaks of the curtains, illuminating the messy scene in the house more clearly.

Munan grumbled, rubbing the aching temple in a daze, slowly returning his consciousness to his mind.

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The eyelashes moved and slowly opened his eyes, revealing a pair of clear eyes. The black and white eyeballs dangled around-whose house is this? Landfill?

With his head tilted, he suddenly saw a magnified handsome face. The man's dark and deep eyes were looking at her like a smile. He was full of evil, cold air and resentment. His black pupils were filled with a smile, "Munan's 108 Kind of "death method."　

Munan knows Gu Yuze's character quite well. The demon is infinitely powerful when his face is cold, and when he smiles, he is "the old celestial immortal, the magic is boundless". The word smiling tiger is probably tailored for him.

Munan was stunned. After a while, he suddenly jumped up from the bed, poking his fingertips at Gu Yuze and cursing: "You, you, why are you in my bed! I tell you, don't think you are the master and you can enter my room casually. What about human rights? What about the law? Gu Yuze, you have to believe me like this again..."

Munan suddenly stopped talking, because she realized that her bed was not soft and noble, and her bedroom was not a glass wall that reflects the sun at 270 degrees, let alone the ubiquitous low-key luxurious masculine atmosphere. , Even breathing is the smell of burning dollars. . .

She carefully glanced at her conservative floral pajamas. Although it was a bit messy, the buttons were intact and nothing underneath was moving at all. Looking up, and then looking at the lazy half-sitting person on the bedside, compared to Munan's intact dress, Gu Yuze's silver pajamas can be described as horrible. The silk is out of line. . .

A large collection of collectibles and documents were poured on the ground; the ceiling lamp somehow shattered a corner, there was a black mark on the glass wall, and half of the bed sheet was hanging on the edge of the bed. He was gloating and mocking that Munan was about to face. Tragic fate.

Mu Nan scratched his hair angrily, stepped back, tumbling his hands together nervously, and said dryly: "Well, master, I drank some wine to be courageous last night--then I got into trouble after drinking. Please forgive me."

Excuse me? Gu Yuze suddenly sneered. Someone became drunk and almost demolished his bedroom last night. What's even more bizarre is that this kid turned his head halfway through, grabbed his arm and fell on the bed-falling asleep Up.

So that the special guard ran in in a panic and saw the scene of Assistant Munan sleeping "sweetly" with his arms around the young master. The two special guards looked at each other. It turned out that the young master asked them to bring tools, not to catch the thief, but. . . Well, the special guard understood the young master deeply, and invariably put the handcuffs, ropes and electric shock sticks aside, turned around, and closed the door intimately when he went out.

Gu Yuze:. . .

Helplessly, Gu Yuze finally understood the meaning of paleness and powerlessness. He glanced sideways at the peaceful and beautiful sleeping face of the young man. When she fell asleep, she was innocently like a baby without any impurities. Gu Yuze hated herself damnably softened.

He had to let Munan stick to his arm, and both of them were tired after the fight, and they slept harmoniously until the sunny noon.

However, the devil did not intend to let the little fox go. Gu Yuze leaned against the head of the bed as an absolute master and sneered, "Do you know how much Ben Shao lost last night?"

Munan blinked, stretched out a white finger, and asked rawly, "A hundred million?"

"The jungle oil painting that you stepped on was circulated in the Middle Ages in Europe, and the market value is one billion."

Munan lowered his head, his bare feet stepped on the face of the oil painting figure, and he suddenly felt as if he had stepped on a gold-made Xiang, hurriedly leaping away.

"Can you pay for the documents, collections, bedroom components, and mental losses?"

Not to mention the loss, it means to sell Munan in and out of the past and this life thousands of times, and even a small amount may not be affordable. The gap between the rich and the poor needs countless Munan jumps to fill it up.

Munanyou narrowed his mouth, muttering retorted: "You can't blame me for this. If you didn't let me catch ghosts, I would be scared and lost my mind? If I didn't lose my mind, where would I go to your wolf den What pierced and destroyed you? In the final analysis, I still blame you."

Gu Yuze had walked off the tattered bed and approached the shrunken Munan step by step. He was already tall, and Munan was now in a weak psychological position. Munan felt that the overwhelming figure almost made her small. Suffocation in the neck.

With a touch of the ground, Munan was forced to the corner of the glass wall, and Gu Yuze's demon's face was high.

Munan is about to escape from the left, one long arm is buckled on the left wall; Munan is about to escape from the right, one long arm is buckled on the right wall, Gu Yuze buckles her thin body in the corner, a ray of clear sunlight Penetrating in, sketching out the nasty smile on the corners of his lips as purely natural, coexisting with evil spirits, like a demon about to eat a fox.

"Blame me?" Gu Yuze sneered and watched Mu Nanmei's eyes drifting around. "If it weren't for the mercy of this young man, you would have been the floating carcass feeding the seagulls by the Shenghua beach. Dog food for the guard field."

This is not an exaggeration. Gu Yuze has his own system for dealing with disobedient people. He is the sole heir of the World SE International Group. His ruthlessness sometimes hides deep and unassuming. Once the hidden ruthlessness bursts out, life and death will leave a faint indifference in his eyes.

However, Munan is not afraid.

Her father said that all reactionary forces are paper tigers.

Gu Yuze's voice was calm and bitter, and the thin breath seemed to be tickling like falling on the pores. She just pretended to shake her arms to express fear, and then smiled and asked: "I understand, there is no survival rule in the upper class, and you will not let so many people be in awe. But now the question is-Master, can you not use this Is the action right to me? Bidong is like a flirting trick played by couples. It is not suitable for us."

As soon as she spoke, the originally tense atmosphere suddenly changed.

Gu Yuze couldn't help twitching at the corner of his mouth. Seeing Munan's pretending to be embarrassed, he originally wanted to frustrate this kid's spirit, but instead let her nature go.

"Don't divert the subject, little slave," Gu Yuze said quietly, "this time, I will never let you go."