Young master is too stupid

Chapter 25 Young master, why do you want to give pocket money to slaves?

The young master who has learned to bully people has not improved his mood.

He was holding the steering wheel with one hand, and resting his other hand on his red lips, with a long face, driving the car indifferently.

The little maid sitting on the side played with the Doraemon bag in her hand aggrievedly.She wanted to speak, but she lost the courage when she met the young master's cold face.

She actually caused the young master to wait until after twelve o'clock in the cold wind outside. As a maid, she failed more and more.

Pressing her lips together, she took a deep breath, her mind suddenly paused, was it her illusion?The young master's car lacked the pungent smell of perfume, and it was so clean and refreshing that it surprised her.

Being stared at by a pair of ox pupils shining with expectation, the young master turned to look at her suspiciously, what is he secretly laughing about?In order to wait for her to go home together, let him blow the cold wind for several hours, is he very arrogant and satisfied?

"Master? Has your car been washed just now?"

"……how?"

"Pfft! Oh! It's nothing!" She waved her hand, but couldn't hold back her smile, leaning against the car window and shaking her shoulders.

Being ridiculed by the little servant for no reason, the young master was very upset. Taking advantage of the red light in front of him, he stepped on the brakes and grabbed the little maid by the head, "Do you still want to be insulted?"

What responded to him was the weak words of the little maid, "Master, when I get home, my maidservant will help you fill the bath water, cook you midnight snack, and give you a massage, okay?"

"..." Why was she suddenly in a good mood to serve him wantonly?Especially when he said he was going to humiliate her?Is his insult so fearless?His master seems to be less and less deterrent.

Seeing that his brows were frowned, she thought that his anger was still lingering, and hurriedly showed loyalty and doglegs, "Young master, you don't have to wait for my servant to go home with me anymore, I can go home by myself..."

"It seems that you really want to be humiliated."

"Huh?" Without the smell of perfume and bad women, she would have lived up to the entrustment of the head nanny, so she could rest assured of the young master's safety and chastity, and she would not have to follow the prison 24 hours a day.Why do you still insult her?

"Drip!"

The car horn behind him blared in an incomprehensible manner, reminding the elder and young master that bullying others depends on the occasion.

Watching the red light disappear and turn to green, the young master grunted sullenly, adjusted his unsteady breath, and started driving again.

As the sports car drove into the compound of the wealthy family, Yao Qianshu rushed into the house first happily, and the young master behind him closed the door silently.

Before the light was turned on, the young master's faint order came from behind the darkness.

"Hey, don't you want to serve me?"

"Yes! Master! This servant will help you fill the bath water."

"Come here and help me untie my tie."

"...Well." She can't be blamed for her small complaints, the young master is really too spoiled sometimes, why can't he do such trivial things as untiing his tie by himself?

Complaining is nothing but complaints, she obediently crawled to the young master's side and tiptoed to help him untie the tie.

"Coat," he continued.

All right, all the ties have been undone, and the coat is also taken off by the way.

"shirt."

baa baa baa.Take off your shirt too...

The little maid served without any evil intentions, and instantly served the young master in a half-naked state with his upper body naked.She didn't pay attention to her lower back at all, she didn't know when a big hand climbed up and pressed her whole body forward.

"Master."

"Huh?" He moaned half-involved and half lazily.

"Don't take off your pants in the living room, right?" She said in a bad way... Although she couldn't control herself, she had already started to undo his belt.

"Whatever." The other hand also joined the ranks of molesting.

"It's almost time to take off, servant girl will help you put hot water." Well, why do you suddenly feel a little irritable?

"That can be delayed." Not minding his bare chest being exposed, he lowered his eyes and lowered his head to speak vaguely, wrapping his hands around the little maid's waist, not letting her go away easily.

"Master, don't push me anymore."

"why?"

"Um... If you keep pushing like this, I'm going to rub my face... I'll hit your chest." The young master's seductive and sexy smell came to her nostrils, and it was difficult for her to resist.

"Then rub it."

"Hmm... not too good?"

"I promise you to rub, what's wrong!"

"..." Why did you suddenly get angry?How could the master order and coax the little maid to rub her chest.

But the young master's order cannot be disobeyed. She looked at the young master's white, tender and clean chest, and for some reason, there was a layer of charming thin sweat, which was still densely heaving. She raised her head and glanced at the young master, his eyes were deep and urging... …

Do you really want to rub it?Putting her face on the young master's naked chest, just thinking about it makes people's breathing difficult...

Standing on tiptoe, she turned her right cheek and slowly approached the young master's sweat-drenched chest.

Suddenly, "Xiaoqian! Director Shu called you and asked if your dead child is home. Do you remember to call him back, did you hear that?" From the side room on the first floor, the nurse's order came, "Pfft!"

The young master gasped, "How dare you tell him your home phone number?"

"Young...Master, I have a reason for this!" You don't want to put on your clothes so quickly, acting as if nothing happened!Didn't you boldly seduce her with masculinity just now?

"Master, listen to my explanation! It was you who said that you can't tell others your mobile phone number, so I gave you my home phone number."

He stared at her coldly.

"Young master... I feel that I have done a good job, and I am very flexible in thinking." The young master is still the only person in her mobile phone.

"You...huh!" Lifting a rock and hitting his foot made him very angry.He took one more look at her, pushed her away, and strode upstairs.

"Master, your belt is still in my hand."

"..." The young master stopped, stared at her coldly, withdrew, and pulled back his belt.

"Young master... are you going to whip my servant with a belt?"

"...you are not allowed to go to work tomorrow!"

"Yeah? Why...why?" She said just after experiencing the joy of going to work.

"No reason! I hate it!" Hate her inexplicably extra life circle, hate her doing serious things!Hate her working overtime!I hate that she is busier than him!I hate when someone calls her in the middle of the night!

"No way! The slave must go to work!" There is still a tailgating fee that has not been paid!He almost gave Director Shu his ID card, and if he didn't pay back the money, he would definitely be beaten by human flesh.

"Do you dare to resist me?"

"No... no! Young master, you have to understand my difficulties, slave! I can't help myself now, I'm heavily in debt, and I'm so poor. I want to make money, slave..."

"boom!"

Before he finished speaking, there was an angry door slamming from the young master's room, and he decided that the little maid's words were all excuses!

The big noise caused the head nurse to put on slippers and trot out of the room, "Little Qian? What did you do to make the young master so angry?"

"Well... insisting on making money for him to spend, does it count?"

"what?"

"..." Could it be that the young master is venting his anger by telling the nanny that she didn't touch the young master's chest in time?

The next day, the prince's face was gloomy and his temper was very bad.During the meeting, none of the supervisors dared to look sideways, and their skins were all taut.

But when people always lose the chain, the phone of the director of the housing department suddenly vibrates in the hands of the prince.

The words "my wife" suddenly appeared in the prince's sight.

The prince's gloomy eyes swept away coldly, scaring the soul of the room manager, and he was about to hang up the phone.

"No hang up. Pick up."

"Huh? Answer... answer?" Answering the phone call from my wife here?
"Go. Here." The young master nodded and ordered.

"..." Helpless, the room manager answered the phone bravely, "Hey... Hey... What's the matter, tell me something, I'm in a meeting..."

The audience was silent, I just felt that the way the crown prince punished people was too perverted, forcing people to answer his wife's phone calls in front of the public... Everyone knows that the housekeeper is a strict wife, and this is not the end of it, as expected——

"I'm not making excuses, I'm really in a meeting!"

"What? My private money? Where did I get my private money? Didn't I just pay my salary yesterday? Where did I get my private money?"

"Don't... my dear, don't cry, don't make trouble, don't hang yourself. I really didn't hide my salary...the 100 yuan in my pocket is... public money."

"I'll explain the rest to you when I come back, oh, oh, the signal is bad, the signal is weak, the signal is gone...bye!"

"Crack!" The room supervisor hung up the phone.

Everyone in the audience held back their laughter, except for the solemn prince.

"President... Well, my wife is a little narrow-minded... Hehe, you...don't mind."

The crown prince coldly swept away the people who were holding back their laughter, and those who were swept to the tail of the typhoon quickly swallowed their smiles. The crown prince stood up and hooked his hands at the head of the house affairs department.

"Come to my office."

After finishing speaking, he stepped out of the conference room, and everyone in the room looked at the housekeeper with sympathy.

Dejectedly, the head of housekeeping pushed open the glass door of the president's room. Before he could get a firm foothold, the crown prince turned from the armchair to face him, and asked the first question seriously.

"You give all your salary to your wife?"

"Huh?" Don't you want to ask him about the one hundred public funds?Why do you care who gave his salary to?

"Ask if you are."

"Yes... yes, President, my monthly salary will be handed over to my wife in full." No one stipulates that a strict wife can't be a supervisor.

"Then what does your wife do?"

"Her...her job? She...is only responsible for shopping, spending money, and torturing me." Simply put, she is a full-time housewife.

"How much private money do you have a month?"

"..." Is it necessary to be so close and caring to your subordinates? "President... I only have 50 yuan of pocket money every day... The rest is confiscated by my wife... If I want to buy something extra, I have to report to my wife, and she agrees." , I can get the banknotes, how can I save my private money..."

"very good."

"Very good? President... How is this good? If your wife only gave you 50 yuan a day in pocket money and confiscated all your wages, you wouldn't feel very good." Both men, don't be so cruel!
"Then try it."

"Huh?" Try it?What to try?How about living with only 50 yuan pocket money every day?

Yao Qianshu bit the ice cream and ran to the bank to check how much rice was left in his small account.

Insert the card, enter the password, and suddenly... a large amount of six-digit data jumped onto the screen, and she sprayed ice cream.

Damn wow!The banking system is black holed!
Her first thought was to report to the young master that she was blackholed by the banking system and became a fresh little rich woman.

"Master, master! My bank card, my bank card won the lottery!"

"...that's my salary."

"Huh? Your salary? Why did your salary go to my bank card, my servant?"

"...I want to give it to you, can't I?"

"Huh?" It's good to give her money for no reason, but, "A lot...Master...you put all your salary in my slave card?"

"Ah."

"Then... what do you want to spend money on?"

"Ask you to."

"Yeah? Isn't that very troublesome? You can just take it back and spend it yourself. Slaves, I..."

"You are my wife! Everyone wants to come and go like this. I don't think it's troublesome. What trouble do you think?"

"...Hmm." Everyone?Who?Which young master also asked the little maid for money?Why doesn't she know?
"From now on, you can just give me some pocket money every day."

"……Uh……"

"If I want to buy something extra, you have to pay me if you think you can buy it."

"...Does it have to be like this?" Is this really good?Why does it feel so strange.

"That's right!"

"...Oh... that's good. The servant will help you manage your salary first, so that it won't be wasted randomly." She clicked her lips, "Then young master, how much pocket money should I give you every day, servant?" Is it suitable?"

"Give me 50 yuan pocket money first every day."

"...Master..." Why do you have to make yourself so hard...

Evading from the prying and stalking of her colleagues, Yao Qianshu hugged the Doraemon bag tightly and sneaked out from the back door of the Duke Hotel. She covered her mouth and nose with her hands, and looked around to make sure that there was no one around. He slipped his feet and climbed into the arrogant sports car parked on the side.

Close the door with a "snap".

Exhaling, he turned to show a big smile to the frowning young master, "Young master! The servant is very careful, so no one else will find out!"

"..." Do they need to be so sneaky when they meet?Underworld love?Still he was shameless, "Aren't you short of money? The money is given to you, why are you still working?"

"Huh? Not working to make money? Then what do you want your servant to do for you?"

"Shopping, shopping, spending money, buying clothes. Whatever you want, can't you do what a normal wife should do?"

"..." Should it be said that the person the young master said is not like a normal wife at all, or that the young master's standard for a normal wife is too low?Who on earth instilled strange ideas into the young master? He sneaked a glance at the serious young master, "But young master, if the slaves do those things, no one will serve you... That's against the rules."

"...My words are the rules, just be obedient."

"But, slave, I have been serving people for so many years, and it's the first time someone told me that I can't serve others. I'm very depressed, slave!"

"..." Which bastard said, hum, "I'm used to it anyway!"

Young master, it's not that slaves despise you, you are really not material for comforting others...

"My servant knows that you also despise others! This servant knows that you also think that I am hopeless, and that a rotten tree cannot be carved. This servant knows... I know it!"

"..." Hey, hey, don't you want to go shopping like a normal wife and spend your husband's money?Where did you learn to cry, make trouble and hang yourself?

After being silent for a while, he suddenly said, "Where is the mobile phone for you?"

"Master! This servant really didn't tell anyone else the number, and there is only your number in it. If you don't believe me, take a look!" She thought he was still angry about Director Shu's phone call a few days ago, so she hurriedly handed over the phone to the young master examine.

Sure enough, the young master was not too polite, he pulled the phone and checked it, fiddled with it for a long time, seemed to find that what she said was true, and there was no evidence of her messing around outside, so he threw the phone back to her.

Did you pass the inspection?
She blinked.

When was the young master so easy to fool?

The next day, in the dressing room during lunch break, Yao Qianshu's cell phone rang suddenly.

The caller ID that burst out on the phone screen was not "Young Master", but——

"Husband? What is this?" The little maid was dumbfounded.

"Huh? Husband? Xiaoshu, do you have a husband? Did your husband call you?"

"Is it your boyfriend? Yay, Xiaoshu has her husband on the phone!"

"No! He's not my husband...he's..."

"Who do you say I am yours?"

Master?

Oops!She accidentally pressed the answer button!
She hastily raised her index finger to silence the group of female colleagues, and then shrank to the corner with the phone and complained to the young master.

"Young master. That's strange. Is my cell phone broken? Why did it suddenly change your name to...old...old...old...old..." I still couldn't pronounce the official character.

"How old are you going to call me?" The young master snorted.

"No...it's really strange. How could the young master become old...old..."

"..." Isn't she old enough, "I changed it. What!" It was her husband!What is wrong with this change?snort!

"Hey! Young master, how can you..." Young master, what should I do with you...

"When will you give me today's 50 yuan?"

"...I wanted to give you an extra hundred yesterday...why didn't you want..."

"Today is for today!"

"..." Is it necessary to be so serious in life, "Then... do you need it urgently?"

"Fortunately."

"Then how about I get you after get off work?"

"Ah."

"Crack. Beep—"

yeah?Just hang up like this?Didn't you call specifically to ask for pocket money?Hmm... The young master is really out of the world, saying that money is like dung.

Is she thinking too much?I always feel that the young master's behavior is strange and has ulterior motives.Well, why do you suddenly put all the money in her and keep it for her, and then go back fifty or fifty every day... Doesn't he bother at all?

Or...he just wanted to scare her with the scary title of "Lao Lao Lao..."?
Is her expression of being struck by lightning so funny?He couldn't see it and said...

(End of this chapter)