Quick Transmigration: Adonis, Let’s Talk!

master.

The word is really far away.

Chan Yi never thought that one day she would use the word master to suppress herself.

Seeing her indifferent and alienated eyes, Chanyi left the bed unconsciously and stood on the side.

"The slave doesn't mean that..."

Bai Tuo rubbed his temples: "I said before, don't come in without my permission."

Chanyi was a little injured, but still insisted: "You seem to be sick."

Bai Tuo didn't speak, but looked at him quietly.

Chanyi stood there for a while, constricting her eyes: "The slave knows."

He turned around and walked, step by step, walking very hard.

After leaving her room, he turned around and closed the door again.

Then, his back leaned against the door and his body slid.

Chan Yi hugged her knees and sat on the ground with a dazed expression.

Inside the house, the coughing sound of the girl came out from time to time, and Chanyi's heart was pricked when she listened.

But ah, she doesn't seem to need herself anymore.

It seems, not the same as he imagined.

This time I don't need it anymore.

I don't know why, Chanyi's eyes are a little sore.

Are you going to cry?

Chan Yi is not a crying ghost.

He covered his eyes and buried his face in his knees.

Bai Tuo got up and poured himself a glass of water. After drinking a glass of water, he barely felt better.

She sat on the chair and took out the sachet from her arms.

He glanced around, and finally spit out two words: "It's ugly..."

While disgusting, he pinched the sachet in his hand, walked to the bed, and placed the sachet under the pillow.

When I go to bed again, I feel a lot more at ease.

......

Yuan Xi didn't retaliate to Bai Tu, always feeling unwilling in her heart.

After hearing that Bai Tuo was ill, he also asked the housekeeper to stop them if anyone went out to buy medicine.

After doing this, she let out a sigh of relief and went out.

She invited a few friends to go to the teahouse to drink tea. It is said that Xiao Shizi likes the stories told by the storyteller in that teahouse the most, and will always let the servants of the house listen to them and tell him.

Although Xiao Shizi didn't know why he left that day, Yuan Xi did not give up.

When chatting with a friend, Yuan Xi's face turned black when he talked about Bai Tuo.

The friend next to him said, "That Yuanchou seems to have some ability. It is said that someone was talking about her yesterday, and they were talking about her saving the Chu family son."

Speaking of Chu Feiling, Yuan Xi always felt that Bai Tu was robbing herself.

So he was itching with hatred, and said, "A sick bun. I just got into the water for a while yesterday. I got sick when I went back. It really can't be compared to a man."

They looked down on such a woman themselves, and laughed as they talked.

The topic spread without knowing how, and throughout the morning, many people were chatting with Bai Tuo as a joke.

......

Ziling brought the food into the house.

The food tonight is relatively light again. What's good in the kitchen is all cooked for the ladies and the mistress Masao. When it comes to his son, there are some leftover dishes.

Ziling thought about what the little waiters said when they were going to the kitchen, and she didn't know whether they should tell Chu Feiling or not.

Putting the food on the table, Chu Feiling was sitting by the window painting.

There is a faint scent in the room, the smell of plum blossoms.

Ziling felt very proud for a while. Although his son was not favored, he was more talented than those favored sons.

The ink he used in his paintings was all made by himself. The plum blossoms he used were still fallen, and the paintings he drew also had a strong fragrance.