As a girl, I don't accept such a setting

"Yes, yes, do you have preserved eggs?"

"preserved egg?"

"Songdan, haha, Songdan..." Fenmao smiled awkwardly, and couldn't help but slander that it is a thing on Earth, but there is no such thing as preserved egg here.

"That's porridge with loose eggs and lean meat. Wait a moment, Miss Qingqing."

Xiaowen backed out respectfully, completely a perfect maid.

She is beautiful, well-proportioned, meticulous in her work, and her smile makes people feel comfortable all the time.She always handles the daily life of the owner just right, like a big sister who is very good at taking care of others, giving people the impression that she is very reliable.

I don't know where Tang Lingyan found such a maid. Fen Mao listened to the thunder and wind and rain outside, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

Xiao Han is the complete opposite, a very bad maid...

Before he knew it, Fenmao began to think wildly.

She began to recall the things she had encountered in the past few days, starting from that idiot mentally handicapped and disabled system suddenly disturbing her life that night...

Then I thought of the encounter with Tang Lingyan, and the Mai Yinggong I met just now, and Xiaohan, Xiaowen...

Speaking of which, why didn't that purple-haired pervert in Mai see her? She was the one who carried her back, right?What about people, have you gone back?

That's fine, Fenmao thought, so as not to see the other party remember the shameful action of diving into the other party's arms because he was afraid of thunder.

If the other party was here now, Fenmao would probably have sealed himself in the quilt, and no one would be able to open it...

Thinking about it like this, Fenmao began to recall her previous life again, as well as the gradually blurred memories buried deep in her previous life.

There are many things that can be recalled, but there are not many things worth remembering deeply in the life of the two lives that are not considered wonderful.

Maybe there will be those people and things that she has given her affection for.

But these are gradually forgotten over time, the years are so ruthless.

She can't remember the names of many people and things that she cared about before, nor can she remember the details of what happened, but only fragmentary memories of small fragments.

Then the more he thought about it, the more crooked he became, and Fenmao began to think about problems that he hadn't thought about before.

In this world, which came first, the chicken or the egg?

So are people getting old and bad, or are bad people getting old?

There are always such contradictory thinking in this world.

Fenmao is now thinking about such a similar question.

Do girls who meet her turn into perverts, or do perverted girls always meet her?

This seems to be another eternal puzzle, but Fenmao feels that there is a clearer solution.

"Xiao Tong, come out for me!"

In fact, this problem is easy to solve, just ask your servants.

If it was Xiao Tong who allowed these girls to meet her and change their personalities, then this is not a puzzle, but a beating.

If the other party denies it, perhaps the question of [abnormal theory] will return to the starting point. No matter whether her servant is telling the truth or not, she does not know the answer to this question.

However, she decided to be a wise master if she wanted to do it. If Xiaotong learned to lie at a young age, wouldn't she become a big liar who would utter lies when she left the society?

Therefore, in order to maintain the physical and mental health of her servants, Fenmao decided that she must have done this regardless of whether the other party admits it or not.

Uh, no, she used her master-like care to influence the other party, let her servants realize their mistakes, and then correct the defects, and become an honest and good boy from then on!

However, this time, the other party did not seem to respond immediately.

Not on call like previous times...

Just when Fenmao was impatient and ready to shout again, the other party turned on the system screen slowly, and it changed from a small dot to the previous pocket size.

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Fenmao was puzzled and asked, "Why are you doing this?"

"That, master..." Xiaotong seemed a little embarrassed to speak, covering his face with a pair of small hands, lowering his beautiful eyelids, and his cute eyelashes trembling in a panic.

"Say something!"

"Can you stop slapping your face..."

"..." Fenmao looked at her speechlessly.

She hasn't said anything yet, she hasn't even raised her hand yet.

Could it be that the little thought in my heart was known by the other party?

But what the other party said made Fenmao more convinced that this guy had ghosts.

"Do I look like such a violent person?" Fenmao decided to pretend to be a good person for a second.

Just as Xiao Tong wanted to nod, he immediately shook his head, looked at Fen Mao tentatively and asked, "Then..."

"I won't hit you, don't worry."

Fenmao gave her a reassurance, and it seemed that she was really not angry with her indifferent attitude.

Although Xiaotong is not sure whether the other party suspects what she has done, after all, she has only experienced this master's violent temper two days ago.

Regardless of whether she did it or not, as long as Fenmao is unhappy, he will make fun of her!

"Huh~" Xiaotong breathed a sigh of relief, and carefully put down his hand covering his face, seeing that Fenmao really didn't intend to move, he couldn't help being happy.

"Master, you are so kind... ah—"

"I said that beating you with a bruised nose and a bruised face is a bruised nose and a swollen face!"

At this moment, Fenmao still has the calm, smiling, and generous expression on his face that he maintained a second ago. When the little girl of the system has not yet recovered from the short-term joy of escaping a catastrophe, one hand covered her ears with lightning speed. The momentum caught her.

Xiao Tong's whole body was held in Fen Mao's palm, while Fen Mao's other hand was mercilessly punching.

"I hit, I hit..."

At this moment, Fenmao didn't want to explore the life philosophy of the [Pervertism Theory] just now, and the speed of punching could hardly see the shadow clearly.

It doesn't matter what the answer to the question is. People live to be happy. If they are not happy, what's the use of knowing the answer to the question?

When Fenmao stopped, he found that the head of his own system in his hand had grown a few rounds for some reason.

"This, there seems to be something wrong." Clutching the other party with one hand, Fenmao rubbed his chin with the other hand, expressing deep thought.

The other party looked like he was eating something with his full-length head up, looking like a human-shaped mushroom.

Fenmao reached out and touched the other's shiny face, it felt very slippery, greasy and soft, as if it had been coated with oil.

The swelling is a bit swollen, but it didn't produce the visual effect it should have, and then what's the matter with this feeling of failure in my heart?

It seems that I am not so happy...

However, seeing the two mosquito-repellent incense light bulbs of his subordinates spitting out white foam data, Fenmao felt that he had acted a little harder.

Is it too much?

Amitabha……

Fenmao chanted a Buddha's name in his heart, closed the system interface casually, and the other party disappeared.

It's not as enjoyable as it used to be, but it's still useful.

The negative emotions of being frightened by lightning just now have improved a lot. Sure enough, the existence of sandbags is still very necessary. No wonder there are some companies in the previous life that specialize in products or services that make people vent their anger.

Almighty system, well, Fenmao praised without hesitation, 'universal system'!

"Xiaowen, Xiaowen!" Fenmao shouted a few words, but there was no response.

Thinking about it, the kitchen is far away from here, and her small voice can hardly be heard outside this room.

But at this time, the door opened, and Xiaowen, who was wearing a black servant uniform and an apron, came over as if he was busy, "What's the matter, Miss Qingqing?"

Just wondering that the other party heard her shout, Fen Mao still didn't ask such trivial matters: "I don't want to drink porridge anymore, I want to eat dinner!"

Xiaowen was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and agreed: "Okay, Miss Qingqing, please wait a little longer..."

"It's okay, I feel my appetite is much better!"

The pink hair feels very hungry after exercising.

Although she just threw a few punches...

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Chapter 15 Going further and further on the road of feeding

The wind is still howling, the lightning is still raging, and the thunder is as loud as ever, but Fenmao is much better now.

She changed into a white suspender dress, which made her look weak and cute.

The exposed delicate collarbone is like the most perfect handicraft in the world. In Xiao Han's eyes, that pink and perfect collarbone is exuding a seductive luster. Sitting at the side, she has been staring at the pink hair's collarbone.

For some reason, I really want to touch that beautiful collarbone...

Obviously I had already seen it when we first met, but I didn’t feel this way at that time, was it because the young lady was there at the time?

The preparation of the so-called dinner was relatively slow. After all, Xiaowen started making lean meat porridge just now, but Fenmao immediately changed his mind.

Fenmao, who was bored on the bed, changed his clothes, then went downstairs and was sitting in the lobby watching TV.

The reason for changing clothes is mainly because I can't go out in the weather like today, so I don't need to wear that kind of clothes at home.

I originally planned to go around in the afternoon to get acquainted with it.

Tang Lingyan's villa looks like three floors from the outside, but when you go inside, you will find that there are actually only two floors. It seems that the height of the two floors has been opened up. The ceiling is a glass roof, and the roof is not glass except for the place facing the hall.

The lighting is good, and the moon and stars can be seen when lying in the lobby at night.

But now because of the lightning and thunder outside, the upper baffle that can be switched and controlled has blocked the glass to prevent the flash from entering the house.

The first floor of the villa is the living room, kitchen, dining room, entertainment room, utility room and several vacant rooms, which are the rooms where Xiaohan and their maids live.

Up the spiral staircase along the wall is the second floor, including a study, several bedrooms, a home theater, and a music room.

Aside from several independent toilets and bathrooms, the kitchen is connected to a basement, below which is a wine cellar and a cold room, and behind the house is a small garage.

And in the courtyard, there is also a small swimming pool...

Quite a rich configuration.

At this moment, Fenmao is waiting for lunch, sitting on the sofa watching the silent cat and mouse.

Why is there no sound? Because the thunder outside is not only loud, but also continuous without any intention of stopping. Even in a villa with good sound insulation, the sound at such a close distance is still very noisy.

What's more, it is in a relatively empty place like the hall.