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"Leave it to me?" Looking at the little angel on the ground who glared at her with hatred, and Ye Lingling who was telling her about the sweet potato cake, Qian Renxue looked confused and shouted in her heart: "I...the angel god who symbolizes light

, a really good guy.

Sister Hongshu, what do you mean by throwing someone to me for training?"

There are ten thousand mmp in my heart. Considering what I have experienced, what else can I recommend to lead the angel army? Our beauty and cuteness coexist. The angel god who is about to become the ninth member of the maid group nods decisively.

"Leave someone to me and I will train them to be the most obedient little maid."

Although he was in charge of the Angel Legion, he was suspected of making a big cake, but the Angel God only said, "The cake is so fragrant, I really can't control it."

Not to mention sweet potatoes, we mother and daughter really can’t afford to offend them at the moment.

What kind of big sister, what kind of personal maid, can sweet potatoes be the same?

He is a great steward, does the great steward understand?"

The corners of Ye Lingling's mouth twitched fiercely. It was really the complicated changes in the angel's eyes that shocked her.

"Sister Xue'er, do you need me to stay for assistance?" Although there was a voice in my heart repeatedly reminding myself, "Go quickly, go quickly."

But as the first person in the maid group to treat trauma, Ye Lingling still had to ask.

"Need not.

"Lingling, you are busy with your work. Just leave it to me. I really need your help." She smiled gratefully at Ye Lingling, and when the latter left seemingly slowly, but actually seemed to be running away, Qian Renxue turned to look.

To the mother on the sofa.

"The task given to you by Sweet Potato, although it may be suspected of being a pie in the sky, is not an opportunity.

Take good care of it, the angel god only commands the angel army...it's very suitable." Raising her hand, the silk threads were woven into a net to bind the angel piano. Only then did Bibi Dong gracefully stand up from the sofa and pat her daughter gently.

Immediately afterwards...our Rakshasa God showed a breathtaking smile, and with slightly raised fingers, the bound Angel Qin was slowly hung in the living room.

“Tsk tsk tsk!!!

Angel Qin, right?" Ignoring the little angel's resentment and resentful gaze, Bibi Dong gently patted her on the shoulder and said softly: "From a personal perspective, I don't want my sister-in-law to break up with her master because of your relationship.

hate you.

On the contrary, we all want to thank you in our hearts."

Seeing Angel Qin's expression of surprise, Bibi Dong's mouth curved even more beautifully, and she patiently explained: "Chasing my sister-in-law is an angel after all. Although the boss says he is fierce, he still has some scruples.

Now... because of your relationship, the two of them broke up. The main person who initiated the breakup was my sister-in-law.

Haha!!!" Putting her hand on Angel Qin's shoulder, Bibi Dong whispered in her ear: "Thank you!

Thank you, thank you for that queen of yours.

Believe me, you will soon understand how terrifying the boss is if he loses the restraint of pursuing his sister-in-law."

Qian Renxue took over her mother's words and said humorously: "The three ladies are like the three ropes that bind the tiger.

It just so happens that Chasing Madam is the shortest and strongest one.

With her around, the master's space for movement is extremely limited.

Don't deny it, just because she is the shortest, the master will conflict with her first.

Now the shortest rope is disconnected... Haha... Congratulations, as the key person in disconnecting the rope, Angel Qin, you will witness how terrifying the tiger you released yourself is."

"hehe!"

Astonishment turned into disdain, Angel Qin only felt that these two people had some serious illness.

"Tilapia is a scumbag... Queen Yan is the new king of the gods, even if he is really a tiger, just the same... Wuwuwuwu!!!"

Qian Renxue didn't use violence like Hongyao, she just sent a message to her mother.

The latter cooperated very well with her daughter and tied Angel Qin from head to toe with countless silk threads into a rice dumpling.

"What are you going to do with the person that Hongshu entrusts to you?"

Ignoring the angel piano hanging like a cocoon in the living room, the mother and daughter returned to the wooden sofa and sat down. Bibi Dong was the first to speak.

Qian Renxue explained with a wry smile, "The incident happened suddenly, and I didn't think about how to get people to join the maid group." She looked at Silkworm Cocoon, showing helplessness: "Sister Hongshu, it's true, I don't want to cause trouble for others."

"Trouble is trouble, but if you do well, maybe one day in the future you may actually become the so-called leader of the Angel Legion." Bibi Dong lightly tapped her daughter's forehead and joked with a smile: "It's been too long since I became a maid.

Use your brain, it's time to get active.

Otherwise, it will be too rusty to move even in the future."

"That's right." He tapped his forehead with his index finger, staring at the cocoon with his beautiful eyes, and Qian Renxue's little head, which had not been used for a long time, began to become active again.

At the beach...the salty sea breeze blows through every inch of the skin, taking away the heat from the body while leaving waves of refreshment.

Similar to yesterday, Tilapia was still holding the fishing rod and staring at the undulating sea surface without blinking.

Sisters Qiao and Qiao were waiting on the left and right, while Zhen Mi stood behind the bench, gently rubbing the person's shoulders with her bare hands.

The patter of footsteps came against the wind, and a sweet potato girl wearing denim shorts, long high heels, and a red vest came.

Seeing several people turning their heads, Hongshu raised his hand to signal Zhen Mi to step aside, while he took a few steps forward and took over the job of rubbing shoulders.

There was no need to look back. The familiar fragrance appeared, and Luo knew what was going on.

"Then what kind of angel piano is it?

Based on my understanding of angels, she probably wouldn’t have compromised so quickly.”

"nature.

As you might guess, changing the will of an angel is not a project that can be completed in a day or two.

I don’t want to waste time on her, so I leave her to Xue’er for training.” As he spoke, the little hand that was rubbing his shoulders loosened and he hugged Tilapia’s neck from behind.

It can be seen with the naked eye that the huge fruit is in contact with the back and is severely deformed.

A simple little gesture made Sister Qiao and Zhen Mi envious.

They are both personal maids, and the difference is not even a little bit different.

If divided into three levels, sweet potatoes are the special one and can be eaten almost unscrupulously.

Xu Weixiong and others are at the first level. They can occasionally make jokes, tease and arouse their master's anger, and receive a few slaps without any pain.

Of the three of them, I am at the bottom. Due to her personality and strength, she is almost transparent among the personal maids.

If he wasn't good at singing and dancing, and he was a so-called historical celebrity, he probably wouldn't be qualified to be treated as an equal in name.

"Master..., I know what happened to the madam. If you are sad, I will go to Fraser to kidnap their future prince to vent your anger." As if she didn't know that her words would touch the scars of the cheap master, Hongshu put her little face against it.

The owner rubbed his face, gritted his teeth, and made an angrily suggestion.

"Come on you.

Go to Fraser, you can't be kidnapped back to Eniside now." He raised his hand and gently stroked Sweet Potato's tender little face, Tilapia said with a smile: "Aeniside is protected by Angel Yan personally, now you are

Facing the current Angel Yan, it is almost meaningless.

That is a sacred body, with atomic-level positioning, and a so-called secondary biological engine. Wait until you become a mysterious immortal before you consider starting a war with her."

"My slave has the Dark Fruit, coupled with the sword control skills and the Dacheng Xuanyu Jue, you may not lose in a one-on-one battle."

"What's the point of not losing? When facing the enemy, winning is important."

During the conversation between the two, Qiao, Jia, and Zhenmi looked at each other, always feeling that it was particularly inappropriate.

Although Sweet Potato refuses to admit defeat, he will never argue with his master childishly like a child.

The behavior he showed made the three of them feel uncomfortable. At the same time, they unknowingly relaxed their nerves that had been tense since last night.

Blinking, the three of them thought at the same time: "On purpose, she indirectly made her master happy in this way."
Chapter completed!