Chapter 9: she said like

Chapter 9: she said like

Of course Nan Yuan couldn't dig out a child's eyes, after all, it wouldn't look good after digging them out.

She liked it in her heart, and she generously threw out a bottle of ointment, "Apply it externally."

The little freak caught it in a hurry, opened one big and one small, looked at her, and then at the medicine bottle in his hand, with curiosity and joy in his eyes, the kind of inadvertent dependence and admiration. A bit thicker.

Nan Yuan snorted in her heart.

Such a cute little girl who is not afraid of dying.

How dare you stare at her like that.

Few people dare to look directly at her, not even those thousands of years old monsters, let alone such a little brat.

Not only did she have bright talking eyes, but she was also willing to get close to her.

Nan Yuan is really satisfied the more she sees it.

She planned to be raised as a son, so naturally she would not be stingy when she made a move.

Seeing the unusual material of this medicine bottle, the old butler couldn't help but be suspicious.

Could it be that the old city lord secretly left it to the city lord before he died?

Thinking of this, the old butler felt distressed.

How could this precious elixir be given to such a lowly servant?

"City lord, this old slave has some medicine here, just use the old slave's."

Nan Yuan glanced at him, "How does your medicine compare to mine? I like this kid, so I naturally want to give him the best."

The little freak looked at her blankly.

He was accustomed to seeing the coldness and warmth of the world, and anyone could see through it at a glance.

But he couldn't see through this woman.

"What are you doing? Why don't you quickly thank the Lord of the City!"

With this reminder from the old housekeeper, the little freak immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

"I said, you only listen to me." Nan Yuan's voice was slightly deep.

The little freak was very smart, he stood up immediately and didn't dare to kowtow.

The old butler was a little embarrassed and asked, "Is this old slave taking him down?"

"No, I've changed my mind. I don't need anyone else to do it, I'll do it myself." Nan Yuan said casually.

The old butler was surprised, "But—"

"Uncle Wu, step back."

The old butler glanced at the little freak, looked gloomy, and left.

The maids in the room looked at each other and communicated silently.

"You all go down too."

The beautiful maids in the room were blessed, and under the leadership of the big maid Dongxue, they filed out.

Nan Yuan looked at the row of curly and Nana maids, her face paralyzed, and she looked unpredictable.

She couldn't appreciate such beauty.

Of course, it was never her fault.

Her mother is slightly face blind, she just inherited her mother, and it has become a little serious.

However, she reasonably suspects that, in addition to heredity, her growth environment has also had a great impact on her.

Her father, mother, brother, and even the group of nephews and nieces, although they are very beautiful, they look...too alike.

Even she herself has inherited 80 to 90% of her father's beauty.

Sometimes if she stared at the lake for a long time, she would think it was the female version of her father.

For the severely face-blind Mr. Yuan, either he has a face that can't be replicated by a stunning enchantress, or he is ugly and distinctive, otherwise, in her eyes, they are all the same.

The servants in the house left, and the master and the master's little beast didn't speak. For a while, it was unusually quiet.

The little monster's heart is also peaceful.

Sure enough.

...Teaching.

Did she treat him as a boring pet to pass the time?

However, with a pet like him, and looking at his ugly face every day, wouldn't this woman really feel sick?

Not disgusting.

The little freak told himself that he didn't see any disgust in the woman's eyes.

She doesn't dislike him for being ugly.

amazing.

There are people in this world who don't despise him for being ugly.

Not only is it not disgusting, he even saw a little... love in this woman's eyes?

He had never seen such an emotion in the eyes of others, and he had to wonder if he was thinking too much.

However, this woman said it herself.

She likes herself.

The drooping eyes of the little freak trembled slightly, the medicine bottle was cold, but his palms were hot.