Chapter 290 Don't Bully My Young Master (11) (Add more)
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Looking at Gu Zisu's hand, he couldn't believe it.
"My lord, do you still want to share it with that apprentice?"
A steamed bun is not enough to fill you up, so divide it...
Zhuqing was even more reluctant, "My lord, why did you call her... We are not rich in the first place—"
"Huh? Are you talking about me?"
Yun Si leaned in from the door, holding a broom in one hand, smiling.
Zhuqing immediately stood in front of Gu Zisu vigilantly, holding a steamed bun, glaring at her,
"Are you eavesdropping?"
Yun Si shrugged, blinked innocently, "I didn't eavesdrop."
"It's just that I just finished sweeping the floor. I want to ask you, what else do you need me to do?"
"Master, haven't you eaten yet?"
Yun Si saw that both their master and servant were holding dry steamed buns in their hands, as if for lunch.
Gu Zisu hummed softly, "Zhuqing, step back first."
"...Young master, what if this apprentice gets molested again—"
Zhuqing looked at the innocent Yun Si, and then at her good-tempered son, feeling extremely aggrieved.
But he had to listen to what the young master said.
had no choice but to sulk, and walked out.
When passing Yun Si, he snorted hard to show his dissatisfaction with her.
"If you dare to do anything wrong to my son, I will fight you hard!"
The little servant is always very sincere.
"..." Yun Si raised her lips slightly, but said nothing.
Put down the broom, patted the dust off his hands, and walked over.
Squatting in front of Gu Zisu's knees, he didn't go too far, just tugged at the hem of his clothes,
"Master, do you just eat this?"
The voice has not yet fallen,
A piece of steamed bun that was too big was handed over,
The man has gentle eyebrows, only those eyes are silent and desolate.
Porcelain white hands, beautiful joints, actually a little whiter than steamed buns.
He slightly bent his eyes, smiled slightly, "Here you are."
He and Zhuqing split in half,
The green bamboo belongs to the green bamboo; and his will be given to her.
In this way, he can eat even less.
Yun Si looked at the steamed bun and was taken aback for a moment.
There was a moment of silence, and then, he took over.
"Thank you son."
The boy in the wheelchair smiled gently,
Probably knowing that she was beside his legs, he stretched out his hand and leaned forward.
Immediately, touching Yun Si's warm forehead,
His eyelashes trembled slightly, and slowly touched her hair,
Like petting a dog, pet her head,
Yun Si didn't move, let him touch,
Bowed his head, took a bite of the steamed bun he gave him, and was very quiet.
There is an inexplicable warmth between the two of them.
"Young master."
"Um?"
"My lord, you don't have to call me Miss Yun, just call me Si Si, and you don't have to see outsiders."
Gu Zisu gently stroked her head, his eyes were still empty.
He hummed lightly, and the breath on his body was cool and pleasant.
There is a smell of clear bamboo.
Yun Si said silently in her heart.
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After eating the small piece of steamed bun for lunch,
Gu Zisu was about to take a nap.
His body is too weak, he needs to rest more, he can't work hard,
So every day at this time, he has to take a nap and rest.
Zhuqing came out after serving her young master to sleep.
Seeing the calm Yun Si standing in the yard with empty hands and doing nothing,
He snorted coldly and walked over.
"Hey! Who, if you don't work, leave. We don't support idlers here."
(end of this chapter)