My iceberg smiled

Chapter 426
Zhuo Qiu, who was lying on the ground, choked on his young master's indifferent answer.

He almost blurted out "Where is my distant cousin", but the figure that popped up in his mind gave him a headache.

It's that girl...

However, was that how he introduced it to the young master at the beginning?How could he remember that it didn't seem to be the rhetoric.

All of a sudden, Zhuo Qiu had no choice but to apologize for the girl because she was so closely related, "I'm sorry, young master, girl... she's new here, her hands and feet are not quick, and she is not skilled in doing things, so please forgive her."

Han Mochen turned another page of the book indifferently, and said, "I don't blame her, don't stop your hands, keep wiping."

Zhuo Qiu mumbled: "Yes..."

……

After wiping the floor clean, Zhuo Qiu was "driven" out as a matter of course.

The first thing I did when I left the study was to find the girl.

The younger sister he recognizes, he has to take care of him as a brother.

Just knocked over the kettle today and wet the floor.

If some other antique vase was broken, the young master's books and documents got wet, etc. in the future, would he still be alive?
Unexpectedly, the young master seemed to not punish the girl because she was his distant sister, and let him finish all the mess left by the girl.

Zhuo Qiu felt that the wiseness of being a "general" of the Han family was ruined, and he was downgraded to a "rough envoy" in charge of life, and he felt unbalanced.

"Girl, come here!"

Seeing Han Qianxiao standing in a daze on the first floor from the second floor, Zhuo Qiu slapped his forehead and yelled.

I don't know what this girl is thinking in her mind during the day.

How can you be distracted while working?
No wonder the young master's room was full of water stains.

The young master, who was always uncertain, had a good temper today and didn't say much.

In case the girl accidentally hit the muzzle of the gun and touched the young master's brow, Zhuo Qiu had to tell her something quickly.

Han Qianxiao still had the photo in mind, she looked up and saw Zhuo Qiu calling her, and turned her head back for a moment.

Tsk, annoying, I don't really want to talk to him, what should I do?
But after hesitating for two seconds, he turned around and went upstairs.

Showing a humble look: "Brother Aqiu, what do you want me to do?"

"Just now...did you wet the floor of the young master's study?" Zhuo Qiu asked knowingly.

Han Qianxiao was taken aback: Why did Zhuo Qiu know it in a short time?

"Yes... I was not careful." A little flower maid replied awkwardly.

Zhuo Qiu stretched out his big palm, covered the head of a certain little maid with one hand, and rubbed it, "You...you..."

Han Qianxiao with her hair turned into a chicken coop: "..." What are you, you, you are sick!

Fortunately, her wig was attached firmly, otherwise this guy would have taken it off.

Under her wig, she has short, neat hair.

"You still have to be careful when doing things in the future. This time, the young master didn't blame you, but your brother and I polished the floor for you. Don't make such a mistake next time, do you hear me?" Niu seemed helpless to rub Han Qianxiao's head.

Han Qianxiao took a step back and escaped.

Han Qianxiao lowered her head, extremely shocked in her heart.

Master Chen... actually lied.

In the study room just now, the stern young man let her go solemnly, saying that he would come by himself.

However, in a blink of an eye, he left this matter to his personal bodyguards to do it, and the operation was as fierce as a tiger.

It turns out that throwing the pot can still be like this, get it.

(End of this chapter)