The devil clings to the little maid

Chapter 008

There are large and small Yuhua stones piled up in front of the parking garage. They are colorful and colorful, as high as a hill, weighing several thousand catties. Ling Kexin looked at the pile of stones, her palms sweating along with her forehead.

Aunt Mei threw her a large aluminum spatula and left. In the huge manor, except for one or two servants pruning flower branches under the shade of the trees, there were basically no people walking around.

Under the scorching sun, Cicada hid in the treetops and sang. Ling Kexin held the bucket in both hands and went over and over again. She had to walk more than 100 meters each time.

It was so hot, her skirt was already wet with sweat, her face was sore from the sun, her sweat-wet hair stuck to her face, her clear eyes were like pearls soaked in water, although they were shiny, they lacked agility .

"Brother, if you torture her like this, she will die." Mo Ertao stood in the study on the third floor, opened the curtains and stared at the girl who was struggling on the path.

"Are you distressed?" Mo Erye browsed the computer webpage, his black eyes were as deep as a pool.

Don't think he doesn't know, several times, there are footsteps walking around the door of his room, and Mo Ertao is the only one who can walk around freely at night on the floors above the third floor.

This little goblin really looks like a man's soul, don't look at Mo Ertao's usual idleness, he is indeed the most unsteady man!If he hadn't been in awe of his big brother since he was a child, he might have smashed Ling Kexin to the bone a long time ago.

Mo Ertao smiled slightly after hearing this: "What are you talking about? I'm just afraid that she won't have the strength to serve you at night."

"No strength? Every day, she dismisses the rest of my breakfast. Will she have no strength?" Mo Erye curled his lips coldly, mocking.

Mo Ertao narrowed his eyes and looked at Ling Kexin's back... Such a slender body moved like a branch fluttering in the wind. He believed that a gust of wind would blow her down.

"I've convinced her. How can someone who doesn't eat or drink have such great strength." Mo Ertao said "hehe" and smiled, but just after the laughter fell, on the path surrounded by flowers and plants, the lavender figure was like The kite fell to the ground like an unthreaded kite.

"Not good!" Mo Ertao screamed, turned around and rushed towards the door of the study.

Mo Erye raised his head in surprise, raised his sword eyebrows, and walked towards the window strangely, only to see a male servant running out of the villa, and he quickly ran towards the path, and then Mo Ertao passed by.

Mo Erye's black eyes sank, seeing Mo Ertao hugging Ling Kexin who was fainting on the ground, his evil lips slowly curved upwards in a cold and prey arc.

Ling Kexin suffered from heatstroke and developed a high fever. Aunt Mei took care of her.

In the same empty cabin, she was lying on the mat on the plank bed, her lips were dry, her face was flushed, and a towel was covering her forehead. Aunt Mei changed the towel again and again as the towel was cold and hot, hot and cold again.

Wang Ma brought a bowl of water, holding a bottle of Huoxiang Zhengqi Water in her hand. Aunt Mei supported Ling Kexin's head and fed the medicine into her mouth.

Ling Kexin was confused, and when the spicy potion slid down her throat, she coughed, but she still frowned, closed her eyes, and kept raving from her dry mouth: "Mom... Mom, where are you... you where……"

"Aunt Mei, I think you'd better go and ask the young master to let Dr. Cao take a look." Wang Ma looked at Ling Kexin, who was unconscious on the bed, with pity in her eyes, and said.

Aunt Mei frowned, twisted a wet towel for Ling Kexin to put on, and then said expressionlessly: "If the eldest young master can agree, he would have asked Dr. Cao to come here a long time ago, but if he doesn't come now, it's probably up to her. "

Wang Ma sighed, her tone tinged with regret: "Poor child, I heard that he came to find his mother... but I don't know why the young master is torturing her like this."

Aunt Mei was taken aback when she heard this, and Jier warned her again with a serious expression: "Mother Wang, we are working here, so don't worry about the affairs of the young masters. If you talk too much, you won't know how you will die."

Mama Wang flinched, quickly turned around and left the room with the bowl in hand.

"Brother, let the doctor go and see her." In the study of the big villa, Mo Er Tao stood by the table, staring at Mo Er Ye's iceberg face.

Mo Erye raised his head, his face was cold, his black eyes were gloomy, and he glared at Mo Erye angrily: "What have you done? Have you forgotten the hatred in your heart? If you forget, go to Xiangshan now Nursing home or go to America."

Mo Ertao shrank his neck, lowered his head, and muttered: "I don't feel sorry for her, but I'm afraid that she will die too soon... We haven't tortured her enough yet."

"It's fine if you really think so! If you dare to show affection to her, be careful I'll break your leg." After Mo Erye finished speaking coldly, he waved his hand to signal Mo Ertao to go out.

Mo Ertao didn't dare to contradict him. In the domestic family, apart from his father, the eldest brother is in charge. Moreover, the eldest brother is indifferent and unsmiling, but he is decisive and resolute when dealing with matters. He is the only leader in the entire multinational group. No matter how big the matter is, as long as he stepped forward, there would be nothing wrong with it.

In the evening, it was very hot and humid, with thick clouds hanging over the sky.

Suddenly a flash of bright lightning pierced the night sky, followed by a "bang", the muffled thunder rolled, like a wheel rolling over her ears, and Ling Kexin, who was lying on the wooden bed, woke up suddenly.

"Mom!" The screams were like tearing clouds, crossing the sky above Mo's Manor.

Mo Erye pushed away the seductive woman who was sitting on her body shaking her head and hips, her brows were frowned, and she rolled over and got off the bed.

The woman was startled, and Jier turned around like a water snake, wrapped his arms around his narrow waist, winked like silk, and begged delicately: "Young master, what do I want..."

Mo Erye grabbed her chestnut curly hair with his backhand, stared coldly, and slapped her when he shook his hand.

"Go away!" One word resounded loudly.

The woman was startled, and ran out naked in a panic. Mo Erye looked stern, walked to the window and opened the curtains, his cold eyes swept out, and saw a corner on the far left of the servant building. A small room was lit.

The chest was stuffy, and the color of the phoenix eyes became darker, "Shua..." Another lightning bolt tore through the black sky, and the moment the thunder sounded, a terrified scream pierced the sky again like a thread .

"Mommy mommy……"

Mo Erye put on his clothes quickly, turned around and stepped out of the room, walked outside the courtyard, and saw Aunt Mei rushing there, followed by a little maid who seemed to be holding something in her hand.

"Stop!" Mo Er Ye sternly called out to them.

When the little maid Lu Qiaoer heard his voice, her legs went limp, and before she could turn around, she knelt down on the ground with a "plop", her whole body was shaking like sifting sugar, and her teeth were chattering "cluck".

Aunt Mei was also frightened, and she turned around in panic, just as a flash of lightning flashed like a sword, illuminating her pale face, she lowered her head and said tremblingly: "Young Master, I... ...I looked at her and saw that she was really dying, so...so I asked Dr. Cao to prescribe some medicine."

After hearing this, Mo Erye shifted his eyes to the medicine box in Lu Qiaoer's hand, his black eyes turned cold, he stepped forward to snatch the medicine and threw it into the air, and then his voice was as cold as ice: "Don't dare to do it next time!" Disobey my orders and I will starve you for ten days!"

Aunt Mei trembled all over when she heard this, and said again and again: "Don't dare, I won't dare again next time."

"Bang!" The door was kicked open, and a gust of cold air poured in. Ling Kexin raised her head, and saw that big demon, who was looking for death, walked over coldly, and her body shrank even more into a ball. The tender and boneless little white rabbit, with purple lips and a paper-white face, was clung to the corner of the wall, eyes wide open in fright.

Such bright, beautiful eyes, but unfortunately the color of fear at this time is too strong, covered with a layer of glossy water mist, slightly parted lips without any blood color, like iceberg snowdrops, tender and cool.

Looks like she's had a fever?