The School Grass Is Too Overbearing, How to Break It

38, he's so showy

Lu Rong remembered the staffing in the mansion: the cooking aunt went home, and the sweeping aunt was surnamed Zheng. Recently, she also took leave to go home. Only the laundry aunt who was responsible for washing worked at home, and the sweeping aunt cleaned the stairs and the two masters’ rooms The job was handed over to her. Lu Rong thinks it should be her.

He went down to the laundry room, and the laundry aunt was coolly putting her feet in flesh-colored stockings on the coffee table to watch TV. Sure enough, piles of Ji Wenfeng clothes like a hill on the balcony, as well as all kinds of idle luxury goods, are all over the place.

Lu Rong said politely and respectfully: "Hello Auntie, did you put away those things on the corridor yesterday?"

Aunt Washer slowly cast her eyes on him, her body tight. Lu Rong realized from her hostile eyes: She also coveted Ji Wenfeng's idleness!

He sighed softly: This is what he cleaned out of the Ji Wenfeng room with his own diligence and wisdom, and he will definitely not let this batch of idlers go to others.

The laundry aunt obviously also knows that Ji Wenfeng's idle value is amazing, and she gave Lu Rong a hideous look: "The young master threw it outside. I thought the young master didn't want it."

Lu Rong had a deduction in his mind. If he took advantage of the situation and said that they were just putting them outside when they were tidying up the closet, the laundry aunt would definitely give Ji Wenfeng back. When he saw this, Ji Wenfeng would say, "What do you take back the thrown things?" You go and deal with it." This batch of goods just goes without saying, Aunt Laundry.

It seems that we have to admit that this is what Ji Wenfeng didn't want: "That's right."

The laundry aunt guessed the truth from his hesitating look, and sighed slightly: As long as there is no owner, whoever finds it will belong to him! The Mao child doesn't understand the rules, and wants to grab her goods: "I will deal with the things that the young master doesn't want."

Lu Rong thought for a while. If he said now that this batch of goods Ji Wenfeng was given to him, he has sovereignty over the goods. Auntie Laundry must go to Ji Wenfeng to confront him. What would Ji Wenfeng think?

No, definitely can't say.

If you can't say that Ji Wenfeng sent him, then what should you do?

Lu Rong thought for a moment, and stopped struggling with her about this sovereignty issue: "Okay."

The laundry aunt thinks she has won, and she feels like she has won.

Lu Rong: "By the way, Brother Xiaofeng is looking for you."

Aunt Laundry: "Look for me?"

Lu Rong: "Well, there is a change of clothes in his room."

The laundry aunt felt deceitful, and the eldest master never allowed them to enter his room. She roundly refused: "I will go to collect it tomorrow."

Lu Rong: "His bookshelf also needs to be wiped."

The laundry aunt doesn't believe it at all. The eldest master never cleans the closet, but she can't refuse the host's request and refuses in a roundabout way: "I am not the cleaning aunt."

Lu Rong shrugged, "You can talk to him." After that, he turned and left.

After much deliberation, the laundry aunt got up and went to Ji Wenfeng's room. In this mansion, the only person auntie was afraid of was the eldest master, because the eldest son had higher eyes than the top, was mysterious and had a bad temper, and no one dared to provoke him. Being a nanny here is still very leisurely, and she doesn't want to lose her job.

After Aunt Laundry left, a figure appeared silently in the dark corridor behind her, it was Lu Rong. Lu Rong called Ji Wenfeng: "I just asked my aunt to clean the closet and bookshelf."

Ji Wenfeng didn't like others entering his territory, and silently declared his anger.

Lu Rong softened his tone: "I'm cooking for you."

It happened that the laundry aunt knocked on Ji Wenfeng's door, and said with a smile: "Young Master, Young Master said..."

Ji Wenfeng coldly held the phone and commanded: "Go clean the closet and the bookshelf."

Auntie Laundry: "..."

Lu Rong exhorted in his ear: "You ask her to wipe it carefully."

Ji Wenfeng glanced at the aunt who entered his bedroom: "Wipe carefully."

Lu Rong hung up the phone, calmly picked up Ji Wenfeng's idleness, moved into the closet of the guest room next to him, carefully locked the door, and the corners of his mouth raised a dark arc.

The Ji's mansion is a place where the weak and the strong eat the weak, and whoever finds the things in the corridor belongs to whoever finds it. He was careless, and left the half-cleaned room and ran out to play with Ji Wenfeng. It was useless to reason with the laundry aunt.

So it's no wonder the laundry aunt left to wipe Ji's warm bookshelf without permission, causing the idleness left on the balcony to disappear. He just retrieved the tatters that he had sorted out from Ji Wenfeng's room with hard work and wisdom.

Lu Rong brushed his hands, calmly making an improved version of small fish cakes in the basement.

For the second time, Lu Rong rushed to Ji Wenfeng's room with the small fish cakes, and the laundry aunt was still cleaning the bookshelf. Seeing him, he glared angrily at him, and didn't know what pillow breeze the little **** and the young master had blown, and was nervous to wipe the bookshelf at night.

She felt that something was wrong just now, and she hurried back to the balcony to check her goods on the pretext of changing work gloves, and she had already been emptied of the **** thing! This little bunny dared to play Tiaohulishan with her!

Seeing innocent and harmless at a young age, he would walk away. The new wife looked silly and sweet, and the son she raised was really extraordinary!

Aunt Laundry scolded them both as vixen in her heart.

Ji Wenfeng is doing homework. Lu Rong sat down leisurely beside him, took a small fish cake to Ji Wenfeng's mouth, making no secret of his close relationship with Ji Wenfeng: "Come, eat."

Ji Wenfeng: "I have eaten three tonight."

Lu Rong: "Try this, I made this new one."

Ji Wenfeng reluctantly took a bite, and Lu Rong asked him, "How do you feel?"

Ji Wenfeng: "It's more flavorful than last time. The skin is crispy and the meat is rotten. It's a small improvement. The size is also suitable. The plate just now is too big."

Lu Rong: "Where do you think there is a problem?"

Ji Wenfeng: "I don't burn my mouth, but it's a bit cold."

Lu Rong nodded: "It will be better next time."

Ji Wenfeng felt that he needed to talk to Lu Rong about this question: "This is the only thing for dinner?"

Lu Rong said without shame: "I can only do this."

Ji Wenfeng: "...?"

What kind of weird cooking skill tree is this? Can't cook home-cooked dishes at first, but can make snacks?

Lu Rong looked at him earnestly, then lowered his head and said sadly: "Don't you like it?"

Ji Wenfeng: "...okay."

Lu Rong smiled like a flower: "I will learn something new to make for you next time."

Ji Wenfeng gave a faint hum, consciously picked up the remaining two, and finished eating gracefully.

Auntie Laundry looked in her eyes, terrified. What kind of vixen is this, taming the young master like this, is the new wife, mother and son poisonous? !

Aunt Laundry spontaneously developed a sense of justice, responsibility, and mission against the evil forces, mixed with her resentment of the young master for grabbing the goods, and after wiping the bookshelves, she secretly reported to the young master: "I saw the little Master steals from you!"

Although the eldest master didn't want that batch of goods, from the analysis of the young master's behavior and deeds, he did not give it to the little master. Jin can frame him for stealing, and retreat can say that he saw him go out holding his clothes. I don't know the cause and effect, so I think too much. Anyway, she is a loyal servant of the Ji family.

Ji Wenfeng frowned: "What did he steal?"

The laundry aunty vowed: "Clothes."

Lu Rong had fruitful results this evening. He fixed the problems left over from last week-Ji Wenfeng's wardrobe and bookshelves; after groping for half a night, he improved the recipe for small fish cakes; he also took back Ji Wenfeng's idleness.

He hid in the next guest room most of the night, and scanned the things that Ji Wenfeng didn't want on Taobao, and there was no clothes under 1,000, so he made a fortune. There are also various perfume pens and the like. After checking the styles and prices, they all put them on the salted fish and sold them at the lowest price on the whole network.

When I got up the next day, a street fashion sweater by Ji Wenfeng had been photographed.

Lu Rong was heartbroken, but he suddenly thought of a question: How should I send the courier?

In fact, you can be more courageous, call the courier to your door, and pack the clothes and send it out, but it is easy to get caught. In this big house where the weak and the strong eat, there is an auntie laundry who is watching him, he is very dangerous.

Then he must take it outside to send it.

How can I take it out? Ji Wenfeng rides in a car with himself. If it's in a schoolbag, it's bulging, and he must check it. Put it in your handbag, Ji Wenfeng will spot it at a glance.

Lu Rong looked at the trendy sweater in his hand and suddenly had a bold idea. He walked to the bathroom, put the fashion brand sweater on the outside of the school uniform shirt, put on the school uniform outside, pulled the zipper to the top, and stood up, perfect. He was thin, and his school uniform was generous, and he couldn't see it at all in one extra piece of clothing.

With his schoolbag on his back, Lu Rong went out calmly, and looked around at no one. He locked the door of the guest room and hid it in his trouser pocket. He feels that this temporary warehouse is not particularly safe now. The laundry aunt can't find the goods in her room, and she will definitely search the whole house with carpets, wondering if a small key can block her. It is necessary to transfer the goods as soon as possible while people are not paying attention.

Lu Rong wondered where to put the goods, walked to the door, and got into Lao Song's car. He noticed from the rearview mirror that there was a palm print on Lao Song's face, and the corner of his mouth was also bitten.

"Are you really going fishing?" Lu Rong asked.

Lao Song took a cigarette, slowly blowing into the air: "In city s, everyone has their own secrets, such as why do you pull the zipper to the top in 30 degrees weather."

Lu Rong: "Let us keep silent about each other's secrets."

Old Song: "deal."

Ji Wenfeng finished Lu Rong's steamed butter yellow packet early in the morning, walked to the front of the Bentley, opened the back seat door, and was slightly taken aback when he saw the zipper that Lu Rong had pulled under his jaw.

Ji Wenfeng thought of yesterday's laundry aunty vowing to tell him: "Little Master stole your clothes!"

Could this person... wear it inside? !

Ji Wenfeng calmed down for a few seconds to sort out the surging heart, slowly got into the car, digested quietly for a while, turned his head to stare at Lu Rong, and narrowed his eyes dangerously. Lu Rong's slightly nervous, expressionless but completely ascetic face converged into a sentence in Ji Wenfeng's mind—

"He's so showy."