My ex-husband thought I was obsessed with him [Rebirth]

After straightening out the white wooden earrings on the shoulders of the servant's outfit, and putting on the headgear, An Nuo took a deep breath, took the tray secretly taken from the kitchen, and reviewed and recalled the contents of the script.

I am a new servant, and on the first day of work, I was asked to deliver drinks to the master. The servant's task is very simple, that is, to take care of the master's work and let the master drink the drink he made.

An Nuo cleaned up the table in the bedroom, and stood respectfully waiting at the door. When the doorknob of the bedroom door was twisted, An Nuo immediately leaned forward, stood at the door, and smiled brightly.

"Master, welcome home."

Mo Shenghuan stood at the door with fixed eyes, all eyes were on his little servant.

The boy's skin is white and soft, the black neckline is more and more lined with a slender neck, the white apron is spotless, and a big bow is tied on the back, lively and agile.

Seeing that Mo Shenghuan remained motionless, An Nuo suppressed the little joy in his heart, raised his head and looked serious, "Master, are you tired from work all day?"

Mo Shenghuan came back to his senses, thought of the content of his script, gave a faint "hmm", and handed the document in his hand to the little manservant.

An Nuo took the document diligently, put it on the table, saw Mo Shenghuan sitting on the sofa, took out his pen, and really started to look down at the document.

The room fell into silence for a while, An Nuo rolled her eyes, stood behind Mo Shenghuan, put her hand on the shoulder of the hostess, seeing that Mo Shenghuan didn't respond, she gently squeezed.

The shoulder pinching service of the little servant is just right.

Mo Shenghuan's shoulders were stiff, and An Nuo's fingers had to be squeezed hard to move. After ten minutes of pinching, An Nuo's hands became sore and sleepy. Thinking about when I was holding a baby, my uncle had to massage me for half a day every day. For more than an hour, I don't know how he persisted.

After pressing the master's shoulders, An Nuo saw Mo Shenghuan move his shoulders. He didn't know if there was something wrong with his technique, or if his uncle kept the same movement. When he moved, An Nuo heard the slight sound of bones "cracking".

"Master, are you comfortable?" An Nuo tilted her head to see Mo Shenghuan's expression.

The male host looked indifferent, but with a pink neck, he had already betrayed him.

"Master, what else needs to be relaxed?" An Nuo gestured with both hands, Mo Shenghuan's expression was indifferent.

This male host is a bit difficult to deal with.

An Nuo stood aside, watching Mo Shenghuan's eyes return to the document in front of him.

According to the script, the hero is a workaholic who doesn't know how to enjoy life. He is strict with his servants on weekdays and doesn't like others to disturb his work. I have to say that the uncle is very involved in the drama.

But An Nuo still had to interrupt.

"Master, would you like something to drink?" the little manservant asked cautiously, "Coffee or tea?"

The master glanced at the little servant, and finally opened his mouth.

"coffee."

"Okay, master wait a moment." An Nuo left quickly, and after a while, came over with a cup on a tray.

It's so late, I definitely won't let my uncle drink coffee, what if I get excited and lose sleep?

The little servant put the coffee cup by the host's hand. The host glanced at it and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Master, the coffee you want." An Nuo hugged the tray and stood aside with a smile on his face.

Mo Shenghuan lowered his eyes.

Inside the coffee cup is warm water with a few goji berries floating in it. The water seems to have been soaked in the goji berries for a while, and the color of the water shows a faint orange.

A few goji berries were soaked and mellow, and the host was silent for a while, realizing that he had really underestimated the little servant.

As a master who is strict with his servants, Mo Shenghuan took a sip of "coffee" and glanced at the little servant.

"What kind of coffee is this?"

The little servant blinked and said, "It's your favorite instant soup, Master!"

The male host took a sip of wolfberry water and stopped in his mouth, and it took a long time before he went down.

"Re-brew." The host's tone was blunt, as if he was very dissatisfied with the "coffee" in front of him.

The little servant was a little aggrieved, took the coffee cup, and after a while, brought it to the host.

The male host lowered his eyes and found that the number of goji berries in the coffee cup had doubled as before.

This little servant is about to turn upside down.

"No fragrance, no coffee." The harsh hostess was hard to deal with, "tea."

The little servant asked with a dedicated smile, "Do you want black tea, green tea or milk tea?"

Why is there still milk tea?

The host was silent for a moment, "Longjing before the rain."

The little servant moved his eyes, Longjing, is it green tea?

Taking a deep breath, the little servant picked up the coffee cup, splashed some on his apron, and quickly "falled" to the ground.

Subconsciously, Mo Shenghuan got up quickly and helped An Nuo, only to see the little servant looking up pitifully with an innocent face.

"Brother, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, don't blame the coffee, okay?"

Mo Shenghuan was stunned.

"Brother, don't be angry because of me and coffee."

The little male servant was pitiful, trying his best to hold back a smile.

The host immediately understood that this was serving "green tea".

"Brother, come to help me, will the coffee be unhappy, how about I explain to it?" The little servant looked helpless.

"Get up." Mo Shenghuan supported An Nuo, lowered his voice, "It's cold on the ground."

The little servant was helped up by the master, and his eyes moved, "Brother is so kind, I really envy that coffee has a master like you, unlike me, I don't have the right to love you."

The hostess closed his eyes and calmed down.

"I'm so envious of coffee, so many people like it, unlike me, who is alone with a cup of tea." The little servant bowed his head sadly.

The male host opened his eyes, calmly picked up the "coffee" on the table, and drank it down.

The little servant immediately put on a professional smile and took the empty glass, "Master, do you want another drink?"

The master shook his head slightly.

An Nuo succeeds in the challenge, and is happy to pull on the apron.

Mo Shenghuan held An Nuo's hand with one hand, his eyes serious.

"There is a place, wrong."

"What's wrong?" An Nuo was taken aback, this little manservant clearly played so well!

Mo Shenghuan took the tray in An Nuo's hand and put it aside, with hot emotions in his eyes.

"You should ask me, coffee, tea, orme?"

An Nuo's cheeks were burning hot from Mo Shenghuan's stare, Mo Shenghuan stepped forward, An Nuo moved to the side of the bed little by little like a sheep surrounded by sheepdogs.

"Then master..." An Nuo blushed.

"Coffee, tea, orme?"

The male master did not answer the little servant with words, but his body's reaction seemed to be more honest.

The time limit prescribed by the doctor had passed, An Nuo blushed and lay down obediently.

The little manservant didn't want to work hard anymore.

The next moment, the boy servant's clothes were torn apart by the master. Although the boy servant had already laid down, he still wanted to protest a little.

"This suit costs two or three hundred..."

The male master raised the corners of his lips and kissed the young servant's neck, as if he was about to start enjoying a dessert, tasting it bit by bit.

It could also be because of abstinence for too long, or it could be that the cup of strong "coffee" helped out. The servant's uniform has been completely scrapped, the corners of the eyes are red, and the voice is hoarse. I deeply understand that it is not easy to do anything, even Lie flat, or do physical work.

The little manservant is so difficult.

Early the next morning, An Nuo couldn't get up, and watched Mo Shenghuan kiss herself twice in a daze, before going to work briskly.

It was almost noon before An Nuo struggled to get out of bed. First of all, he tied up the garbage bag in the bedroom tightly, mixed it with other garbage, and went downstairs to throw out the garbage diligently.

In the elevator, An Nuo always felt that others seemed to be looking at him, thinking that he hadn't combed his hair, but when he went home and looked at himself in the mirror, the strawberry marks on his neck were very eye-catching. The lazy breath of just getting out of bed.