I was reborn and ran away, I vacated the house of the best grandma

Half an hour later, the little white silkworm finally stopped, and another meter of silk satin was added to the loom.

"Little Fatty, you are so awesome, you can actually weave." Xi Rou praised.

The little white silkworm said angrily: "How powerful is this? You should hurry up and do more good deeds for others. Improve my spiritual power so that I don't have to be so tired. I only weave one meter at a time. It's too weak." ”

Xi Rou thought to herself that one meter at a time was already good, and weaving for months and months was quite a lot.

But Xiaopangpang was so positive, so she couldn't throw cold water on him, so she hurriedly said: "Okay, okay, I will work hard, and you should do the same."

"Okay, I understand. I have to eat. You can go about your business." Xiao Baican said.

Xirou stood still and said with a smile: "Little Fatty, let me tell you something. My sister wants to take a bath. Can you avoid it for a little bit? Haha, just for an hour."

The little white silkworm looked Xirou up and down, and said with disdain: "Who wants to look at you? Don't the mulberry leaves smell fragrant?"

After saying that, he ran away. After a while, he carried a lot of mulberry leaves into another room and closed the door with a bang.

Xirou suddenly felt offended. Does her sister have a bad figure? 36C breasts, slim waist and big buttocks, what's wrong?

Stinky fat, you actually dislike it, you really don’t know how to appreciate it, huh.

Xirou walked out angrily, and when she took a bath in the comfortable spiritual spring, she immediately forgot her displeasure.

After soaking for an hour, her whole body felt comfortable, and then Xirou came out of the room and lay down on the bed to sleep comfortably.

In Jiangcheng, Mo Sang appeared in front of a luxurious villa carrying a bag.

There are not many single-family villas in this era. The villa in front of you covers an area of ​​2-300 square meters. There is a large yard in front, and the big black iron door is tightly locked.

Mo Sang frowned, damn, I have to guard the gate today?

He looked around for a moment, ignored it, and pressed the doorbell, not thinking that the doorbell was broken.

Damn it, are you trying to lock me out?

Holding his breath, he kicked the big iron door one by one.

On the first floor of the villa, Song Chuchu and her daughter Li Yutong were eating the bird's nest prepared by the nanny. Suddenly, they heard a harsh kicking of the door from outside, and their expressions suddenly changed.

"Steward Liu, go and see who is this short-sighted person who dares to kick in our door." Song Chuchu ordered with a gloomy face, condescendingly.

Butler Liu nodded and replied: "Okay, madam."

He glanced at the two beautifully dressed women and felt somewhat unhappy. He has been the housekeeper of the Mo family for more than ten years and is considered an old man. He is very considerate and dedicated to his master. Mo Guangchao, the male owner of this villa, also has great trust and respect for him. of.

But the new mistress in front of him had been yelling at him and bossing him around since she moved in, which made him feel very unhappy.

Hum, if I hadn't promised the eldest lady to stay here to help the young master, I wouldn't be angry with you here.

Although he was unhappy in his heart, he still maintained a professional and respectful attitude on the outside, and turned around to see what was going on.

Mo Sang kicked for a while and was wondering when the door suddenly opened.

"Master, Master, it's really you, you're back!" Butler Liu shouted in surprise when he saw Mo Sang, who was unshaven and dressed like a beggar.

When Mo Sang saw that the person was the old housekeeper who had been with his family for more than ten years, a carefree smile appeared on his face: "Uncle Liu, it's me. I haven't seen you for a year. Do you need to be so excited?"

Butler Liu wiped his tears excitedly and said, "It's been a year, and Uncle Liu misses you so much. When your mother left, she asked me to take good care of you, but I..."

Mo Sang looked at Uncle Liu, who was in his 50s, and his heart trembled slightly. Yes, he was a little touched.

In this family, he is probably the only one who cares about him.

"Uncle Liu, don't you think I'm pretty good now? I have all my hands and feet." Mo Sang said with a careless smile.

"Hmph, you also said that you must have forgotten me if you haven't come back to see me for so long. Look at you, what's wrong with you? You've lost so much weight and you're so poorly dressed. If my wife sees it, she will definitely I feel so sad." Butler Liu wiped his tears and said angrily.

"Okay, okay, I was wrong, I was wrong, I should have come back earlier. Come on in, I'm starving to death." Mo Sang said with a smile.

After hearing this, the housekeeper hurriedly took the things in his hands and led the way.

As soon as the two of them entered the door, Song Chuchu thought that Butler Liu had brought his poor relatives to the house, and immediately became angry: "Uncle Liu, although you are an old man of the Mo family, you can't understand the rules. Poor relatives can't understand the rules." Take it home."

She had long disliked Butler Liu. He always had a businesslike look, his back was always straight, and he never knew how to please himself.

She is the mistress of this family. The original mistress has died long ago. He is so ignorant that he has always treated her as a guest.

As soon as Li Yutong put the bowl down, he also sarcastically said: "That's right, there are some people who are obviously just servants, but they can't keep their status right, and they even want to stuff their poor relatives into our house. My mother is The mistress of this house, you didn’t even ask her, she brought someone in, do you think we have no right to fire you?”

Butler Liu's expression changed and he wanted to explain, but Mo Sang stopped him.

He walked over, stared at Song Chuchu's face coldly, and sneered: "Mom, you are so majestic. When I go back to my home, I still want to see your face."

Song Chuchu suddenly raised her head, her eyes met with Mo Sang's, and her face turned pale.

"Mo, Mo Sang, it's you!"

Mo Sang tilted his mouth slightly upward and sneered: "That's right, it's me. Mom doesn't want to kick me out, right?"

"You, why are you back?" Song Chuchu was a little panicked.

This evil devil is back, and her good days are gone.

"This is my home. I can come back when I want. Do I have to ask you?" Mo Sang put away his smile, lowered his face and asked coldly.

Song Chuchu panicked and said hurriedly: "How could it be? This is our home. You can come back anytime. Are you hungry? Butler, please quickly ask someone to prepare the young master's favorite food."

Butler Liu nodded and hurriedly went to make arrangements.

Li Yutong realized that the person in front of her was Mo Sang, and her face turned pale. She secretly blamed herself: Am I blind? How could I not realize that he was back.

She looked at Mo Sang's face full of vicissitudes of life. Although it was darkened, it was still extremely handsome.

His clothes were a little tattered, but he had a very good figure, and he seemed to have a sense of pure lust.

This man is really the best. It would be great if he were my man.

Seeing that something was wrong in her daughter's eyes, Song Chuchu hurriedly scolded: "Why are you still standing here? Why don't you go to the study to call your Uncle Mo and tell him that the eldest young master is back."

"Okay, Mom, I'll go right away." Li Yutong glanced at Mo Sang secretly, suppressed his excitement, and walked quickly to the study on the second floor.

Mo Sang ignored her and went directly to his room, took his clothes and took a shower.

In the bathroom, he looked at himself with a messy head and unkempt beard. He looked a bit slovenly. No wonder the mother and daughter didn't recognize him.

So I picked up the razor and started shaving carefully.

After a while, a beautiful face appeared in the mirror.

Mo Sang looked at his face and nodded with satisfaction. Well, he's so handsome. Why doesn't the little girl know the difference? He actually ran away without even saying hello.

He trimmed his hair, which was a bit long, but he couldn't cut it. If it was damaged, it would affect his handsome image.

This is pretty good, a bit like Kimura Takuya.