Planning to marry the third master

All afternoon, I got things done very quickly. At the end of the second volume, Feng Zhuohua wanted to stay up all night to finish it. It was really too much for me.

I stopped writing several times in the afternoon, and Shuangxi also rubbed Feng Zhuohua's hand several times.

Xie Yunxiao went out for a while and then came back in the middle of the afternoon, thinking he had gone out to get some fresh air.

In the evening, the two of them had dinner together, just like they did at noon.

After eating, Shuangxi came back and asked, "Miss, do you want to take the manuscript back with you? I'll come back tomorrow anyway."

Feng Zhuohua thought for a while and glanced at Xie Yunxiao. She hadn't checked yet. Moreover, she was afraid that Xie Yunxiao would peek and offend him if there was any disrespect. He said, "Take it away. Someone will take care of it later. If you don't understand, you might make a mistake." .”

Seeing Feng Zhuohua's guilty look, Xie Yunxiao said: "The people here don't mess with things, and they don't worry about trouble when they put them away."

Feng Zhuohua shook his head, "No trouble."

Xie Yunxiao generously sat down where Feng Zhuohua was sitting, picked up the manuscript, glanced at Feng Zhuohua, and said, "Let's go, I won't mess up your manuscript."

Speaking of which, he was also curious about the sequel. The little goblin was injured and pretended to be weak. He also wanted to see how Feng Zhuohua wrote Master Yan. After all, he wrote it according to his temperament.

Feng Zhuohua's mind was spinning rapidly, and he didn't write anything bad. However, the two of them disliked each other from the beginning of the story, and there must be something slightly offending, so he could only say: "If Third Master sees something you don't like, don't do it." Put yourself in, it’s just a script after all.”

Xie Yunxiao snorted coldly, "What's wrong with you?"

Feng Zhuohua pursed his lips, forget it, don't care, and said: "Double Happiness, come back."

"Yes."

Shuangxi walked to the table and said to Xie Yunxiao: "Third Master, the order of Miss's manuscript must not be wrong. The characters in the manuscript should be messy and not mixed together."

Xie Yunxiao waved his hand, indicating that he understood.

He looked from the end to the next, thinking that he understood this, and Shuangxi felt relieved.

Feng Zhuohua shivered again as the coolness hit him when he walked out of the study.

Double Happiness: "Miss, let's use our own money to buy a charcoal stove."

Feng Zhuohua: "The house will think too much when they see it. Besides, if you buy a big bag of carbon, it's hard to hide." The aunts and uncles in the house don't have it, so naturally outsiders like them don't have it either.

"Oh." Shuangxi said in disappointment.

The two of them were talking while walking. Chao Yi listened attentively and told Xie Yunxiao what he said after entering the study. Then he said: "People say that being fostered in the Xie Mansion is a blessing for them, but it is not the case for my cousin."

Xie Yunxiao read the manuscript without saying a word, and continued to Chaoyi: "I heard from Shuangxi that Miss Cousin's winter clothes are too small, and it's not the house's turn to make clothes for Miss Cousin. If I go out to buy them, grandma will think too much if she knows about it. People in the house know that there are still more Gossip, it sounds a bit pitiful."

Xie Yunxiao said calmly: "You are very free!"

Chao Yi shook his head and said hurriedly: "I'm talking too much!" Last time, my cousin told me to build a greenhouse when it was cold. Why is he so indifferent now?

Xie Yunxiao put down a piece of manuscript, took out another one from the bottom, and ordered: "Send Lu Qing to the north and ask Mr. Hui what's the matter. I won't go to the north unless it's important."

Chaoyi immediately responded and went outside to give orders.

Xie Yunxiao was the only one in the room. She looked at the corner of her mouth and saw that Wangcai was the judge who accidentally entered the mortal world. She had really weird thoughts in her mind.

Um? There are also words written in it about the last time I disliked her for being short, and my angry mood is also written on it: I am not your woman, and I want you to be short!

The more Xie Yunxiao watched, the funnier he became. This man really had no brains left.

It’s not too early to finish reading the manuscript. I pressed the manuscript with a paperweight and saw that the manuscript was about the same height as the scrap manuscript. It was indeed not easy to read.

He looked at his wrist, pondered for a moment, and stood up.

The cool breeze after nightfall was so chilling that Feng Zhuohua almost shivered when he ran back to the house.

Shuangxi hurriedly went to light the lamp and asked Feng Zhuohua to hide under the quilt while she went to get hot water.

Feng Zhuohua was really cold, so he hid under the quilt first.

Feng Zhuohua was relieved that Chaowu was outside.

It didn't take long for Shuangxi to come back, empty-handed and full of grievances. Said: "Miss, the kitchen owner doesn't know what's going on. He said I left too late and there was no hot water."

Feng Zhuohua was surprised: "So many masters need hot water, how come there is no hot water?"

Shuangxi didn't know either, and said, "We share a kitchen with our aunts. With so many aunts, we won't stop boiling water so early."

Feng Zhuohua frowned. The kitchen here was under the control of the second room. He understood what was going on as soon as he thought about it. Wuyu said: "If there is no hot water, go to bed early."

Shuangxi said: "What will happen to Miss in the future? They deliberately targeted Miss."

Feng Zhuohua didn't know what to do, so he said, "Go to sleep first. We'll talk about it tomorrow."

Shuangxi was helpless and nodded: "Go and close the door."