Maid’s Diary: Devil Master, Please Behave

Munan, like Grandma Liu, broke into the Grand View Garden and couldn't help yelling:

"I'm going. This is not the "Rose" oil painting from my elementary school textbook? It was thrown into the corner casually?"

"Hey, Da Vinci's collection of manuscripts, anatomical drawings of the human body, is this stuff here? Isn't it a fake?"

"This is not my rabbit head in China's Old Summer Palace? Damn, Gu Yuze, did your ancestors of the Eight-Power Allied Forces rob my Old China in the Old Summer Palace?"

"Ah, a lot of Chinese cultural relics, just put them like this? You don’t want to give them back to my country. Putting them here is a disrespect for world history!"

Gu Yuze: "..."

The little assistant who is not greedy for money in the impression seems to be a naive illusion. The corners of Gu Yuze's lips raised slightly, his head tilted, and pointed to a pile of cleaning tools in the corner: "Everything is ready, and there are still four hours before dark. Within four hours, I will see a clean collection library."

Munan stayed silent for a while, the pile of tools in the corner, brooms, feather dusters, trash cans, clean water, towels, Sure enough, Nima had everything. On the marble floor, a layer of ash visible to the naked eye was deliberately spread, which was made by someone sent by Gu Yuze.

"This is not possible. I heard from the bank manager just now that the collections here are thermostatically controlled, and the collections are automatically cleaned with advanced memory. It is absolutely guaranteed that the collections are not damaged. I clean it by hand. What if the treasures are damaged?" Mu Nan Xin had lingering fears. This collection library was almost half the size of a blue sky house. It really took ten and a half months to clean it up.

Gu Yuze raised his eyebrows, bent over slightly, and leaned close to Mu Nan Qingjun's face: "Don't worry, all the collections you destroy will be deducted from your salary. If your salary is deducted, you will be Ben Shao's lifelong slave."

Munan rolled his eyes and glanced down at the corner of his mouth.

"Tsk tusk, why, the little slave is not happy?" Gu Yuze smiled badly, reaching out to tease the cat as if he hooked Mu Nan's chin, causing Mu Nan to shake his small arms with aversion.

"Master, speak as you speak, don't move your hands~"

Gu Yuze was condescending, staring at the unnatural face with eyes like beasts, and suddenly smiled: "Little slave, when I dared to get into this young man's room in the middle of the night and ruined my young man's bedroom, he should know what will happen today. Punish you. Cleaning up the collection is only the first step, and you will have something to do next."

After speaking, he slapped Munan's short hair with a big hand, then turned around with a big smile, and sat down leisurely on the chair of the nobles that had been prepared.

Reached out, took a medieval bow and arrow at random, and played casually in his hand.

Munan took a sullen breath, **** it, didn't he think he was afraid that a ghost would drill your bed and ruin your room, as to toss people so much? Didn't you just take the Caucasian dog against your will, and you remember it again?

Encountering a master who is so hateful and caressing, if it wasn't for the steelyard in his heart, Munan would have rushed to kill this bastard!

Unexpectedly, he fetched the cleaning tools, and first swept the long corridor in and out with a big hair broom. After scanning, I looked back and found that the ash on the ground was the same as if it was not. There was an illusion of increase in the ash on the ground.

So Munan decisively shook the broom, took a large rag and went to the battlefield.

I wipe, I wipe, I wipe. The rag was rubbed vigorously outside the glassware, making a crunching scream. Munan imagined tempered glass as someone's face, I rubbed your demon skin!

After rubbing it for a long time, the glass was still like that. The stains on it were still there, and it was even more dirty. . .

Mu Nan was silent, shook the rag decisively, took a bucket of water, splashed it on the ground, and shook the water with a big mop.

In the bank's monitoring room, the employee's eyelids jumped vigorously, clutching their chests painfully, and wanted to get into the monitoring room's screen to directly pull out the "troublemaker" Munan. He turned back and asked with tears, "General Manager, Master, don't you want this collection library? If you let this kid toss on, these treasures are going to be abandoned."

The blond and blue-eyed general manager of the United Kingdom had already twitched his fat body in pain. On the monitor screen, the young master seemed to be watching with interest, and he didn't care about Munan's fatal torture. The general manager compared a cross with his hands and sighed: "God bless. We can't guess the young master's mind————shit! Whatthefuckisthisguydoing!!"

In the monitor, the Munan, which was formed by sweeping the ground was not clean, simply washed the Dragon King Temple with water. I can't clean you, can I still wash you away?

I splash, I splash, splash hard!

Munan's ability to take care of himself in life is two extremes. On the one hand, she can pack herself inside and out into a tomboy with no flaws in the shortest time; on the other hand, her ability to pack things is comparable to that of a blind person, and a blind person is better than her!

Probably geniuses are both extremes. In Wuzhen, China, my mother lived in the courtyard, and Munan's room instantly turned into a haunted house in the graveyard. In the room of the Qingkong Mansion, even though Zhang Ma cleaned up every day, Munan was still able to turn heaven into **** in just half an hour. His superb hand-disability ability shed tears and saddened those who saw it.

Gu Yuze asked her to clean the collection library just to see someone's joke with her own eyes. He occasionally took a stunned glance at the room like a dump in Munan, and since then left a deep psychological shadow and understands Munan's poor self-care ability.

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The young master sits on the throne like the emperor, with Erlang's legs gracefully tilted, his left hand bent on his side face, his right index finger tapping on the edge of the chair rhythmically, and Youyou Motong looks at Munan's "destructive" cleaning activities.

"Slave, be gentle, are you wiping the tempered glass or smashing the glass?"

"Who taught you to sweep the floor with water, do you think it was a flood?"

"Master Ben didn't approve you to rest, who allowed you to stop?"

"Tsk tusk, put down that medieval bow, why, want to shoot Ben Shao with an arrow?"

Munan gritted his teeth, wishing to take a rag and stuff it into Gu Yuze's mouth. The little man in his heart sighed up to the sky, my God, why didn't you accept this evildoer? !

Gu Yuzette likes to watch Munan's small movements, a white eye, a small disdainful look, and a slight glance at the corner of his lips. Don't pinch the movements of bending over. A rare interest floated in the heart of Great Devil Gu, the starburst stud on his right ear gleaming in the light, and Mo Tong had fallen on Mu Nan for a long time.

This kid is really interesting.

"Master, why didn't the Chinese collections here be seen before the Tang Dynasty? It's strange." Munan took a rag and wiped it on the protective glassware of a Chinese Tang Sancai horse, with his back facing Gu Yuze, as if it were Asked casually.

Gu Yuze didn't have any difference. He answered tepidly, "Classified by value, the most valuable things are in the central collection."

Mu Nan's brows moved, and he silently wrote down the five words "Central Collection Library" in his heart. Then he asked tentatively: "If it's a jade from the pre-Qin period in China, I heard that it is very valuable, why didn't I see it here?"

Now Gu Yuze heard something wrong, raised his head, and his gaze fell on Munan's small body: "Why, what is the little slave's idea? Or do you want to go to the central storage for cleaning?"

Munan's mouth slumped, his hands rubbed and rubbed **** the glassware, pretending to be angrily and cursed: "You want me to smash the central library, just let me in!"

Her eyes fell on the glass, too lazy to listen to Master Gu.

The memory floats to the past, thinking that back then, Munan's father was still a special soldier, and he talked with Munan's mother about a bitter lovesick long-distance relationship. Once the army accidentally dug a group of pre-Qin tombs deep in the mountains. With the order from above, the hidden troops in the mountains had to be a tomb robbing digging for national treasures.

Dad Munan rushed into the tomb group first than his comrades, and accidentally caught a glimpse of the crystal clear black jade bracelet in the funerary. Dad Mu Nan thought of his girlfriend, Nan Qinyue, who had a classic temperament, which happened to match this bracelet, so he went smoothly. He hid it and gave it to her.

As a result, a bracelet from the pre-Qin Dynasty led to a loving lover. As time passed, during the days when Nan Qinyue was hospitalized, the thief rushed into the house and just happened to take the love token bracelet along. After several twists and turns, it was actually acquired by Gu Yuze's SE International Group.

It was an extremely rare black jade bracelet, with a pre-Qin name on the front, but it was still intact, and it could not be described as priceless.

Thinking of this incident, Mu Xiaonantong's shoes felt so bitter, and his head kept hitting the glassware.

Dad, if you want to give my mom a love, you can’t give a cheaper one? Must give away an out-of-print ink jade bracelet from the pre-Qin period! In order to find your love back, your daughter puts her to work as a slave or assistant, and is tossed by the best demon all day long.

Mu Xiaonan's children's shoes almost shed two bitter tears. Thinking of the deep night in the sanatorium, he would sigh and sigh his mother, who was crying secretly, and suddenly had the illusion of being abandoned by the world.

Immersed in my "sorrowful" life, my head hit the glassware unconsciously.

"Kang, bang, bang."

Hey, the Central Collection Library, how high should the level be? If you can't steal it, you can only honestly fulfill the promise to President Gu Shaoyan and stay with Gu Yuze to get the bracelet.

Yeah, ooh, sorrow...

Gu Yuze, who was enthusiastic over there, saw this scene unexpectedly, and was stunned. The next second step had passed, preventing Munan from hitting his head on the glass, and asked coldly: "If you don't want to clean, just use this broken method in exchange for Ben Shao. Your sympathy? Slave, you can do it!"

Munan let out a cry, and opened his lips blankly, and the rag in his hand hit the ground.

Seeing Mu Nan’s reaction, Gu Yuze’s voice became colder, and his fingers pressed **** Mu Nan’s light red forehead: “Forget it, after scanning for two hours, you don’t have the talent for virtuousness. Today, Ben Shao let you go for a while. !"

Munan: "Ah, it's not—I just hit the glass just because I lost my mind. You let me continue cleaning."

Gu Yuze didn't listen to someone's true explanation at all, and was filled with anger. This kid was cunning enough to dare to use the trick of hitting the glass to pretend to be pitiful! Why is he **** soft? !