frightfiction Chapter 1132 The Little Bastard Who Can’t Support His Family
Chapter 1132 The Little Bastard Who Can’t Support His Family
Zhuang Shiyuan's door was open. Mu Ning didn't dare to look inside, for fear of seeing something disgusting. She turned her face away and hurried away.
Mu Ning quickly ran back to her room, pushed open the door, and was stunned to see a man lying on her small bed with his legs spread out. Mu Ning was startled, but gritted her teeth, rushed in, grabbed Zhuang Shiyuan's legs and pulled him down.
"You have your own bed but you don't sleep here, and you come to sleep here with me? And you smell so bad, aren't you?"
Zhuang Shiyuan had a good sleep, but he was a little dizzy due to hunger. After being dragged by this little bastard, how could he not wake up after the resonance in his body?
"If you keep dragging me, I'll kick you out!"
Zhuang Shiyuan turned over and sat up with his tall body, looking at the little bastard with a cold expression.
At the moment of the incident, could the young master forget how this little bastard abandoned him and ran away in the morning?
Well, this is a big grudge.
Mu Ning stepped back timidly, looking at Zhuang Shiyuan fearlessly with a stern face.
"That's my bed!"
"Didn't I buy your bed?" Zhuang Shiyuan snorted coldly.
Mu Ning's mouth twitched. "Master?" He was just a grown-up, yet he was calling her "Master." It was disgusting enough that he'd coerced her into calling him "Young Master," and now he actually wanted to be "Master."
"Go, clean up my room, and I'll take you out for dinner."
Zhuang Shiyuan sat steadily on the edge of the bed, giving orders to the little bastard like a master.
“…It’s not like I vomited…”
"You didn't do anything, and you kept complaining just for holding hands. Do you think I gave you the tuition for nothing?" Zhuang Shiyuan gave her a vicious look and glared at her.
Mu Ning felt insecure and grumbled, "Well, I also cleaned the house for you, I swept the yard, and I washed your clothes..."
"Do you think that's enough? Washing and cooking are your responsibilities. You're taking credit for washing a few pieces of clothing? How many meals have you cooked since you moved in here? I've been taking you out every day to eat and drink. I've provided you with delicious food and drinks, and you come back to do some work and still complain. If you don't want to do it, just say so. There are plenty of people who want to do my business. You're still a little girl, and I've been going in and out with you. I was afraid that others would misunderstand that I had such poor taste that I was interested in a dish like you, a piece of dried green beans. You're the first to object. Perfect! If you don't want to do it, pack up and go back to school..."
This sharp-tongued person either doesn't speak, or when he does, he makes people angry to death.
Mu Ning howled and stamped her feet. "Isn't it all up to me to clean it up? Why are you so fierce? You act all fierce in front of me, but act like a smiling Buddha in front of others. Aren't you hypocritical?"
Zhuang Shiyuan slid off the bed and his nose twitched. Mu Ning was startled and quickly took a step back.
"Um, well, I'll go right away..."
He immediately turned around and ran outside, but he was unlucky and bumped into the door panel with a "bang" as he turned around.
"Ow—"
Zhuang Shiyuan was stunned. "Are you blind? Do you think your forehead is harder than a door frame?"
"……No."
Mu Ning grimaced in pain, tears welling up in her eyes. She covered her forehead and ran out staggering.
She entered Zhuang Shiyuan's room with a broom in her hand. There was a mess of filth on the floor, surrounded by flies and mosquitoes buzzing around. Oh—the scene was too disgusting, she dared not look at it!
Miss Mu was retching while dealing with the situation, tears streaming down her face. Damn her mother and uncle, this was a life-threatening situation!
Zhuang Shiyuan strolled outside, feeling particularly content, making a loving phone call to his mother. Almost every afternoon, the eldest son would greet his mother, exchange a few pleasantries, and then go wash up. The smell was truly pungent; even he couldn't stand it, let alone others.
Zhuang Shiyuan's mother was still wondering what had happened to her eldest son, who was usually quiet and reserved, and was suddenly talking and laughing on the phone?
Are you excited or possessed?
It is really impossible to guess what young people are thinking. No matter how hard you try, you will never understand it.
After washing up, Zhuang Shiyuan used some of Little Bastard's toner and applied it on his face. It turned out that his skin was not so tight after applying it on his face.
Mu Ning doesn't have many skin care products, just a bottle of toner, no lotion or cream. She is a serious high school girl. The competition in the class is about studying. No one dresses up fancy. Others are all bare-faced, so she doesn't have that awareness.
So this is the difference between the girls in the introductory class and those in the arts exams. The girls in the arts class all dress up like they're in a beauty pageant, unlike the girls in the academic classes who wear their school uniforms year-round.
After Zhuang Shiyuan finished cleaning up, he stood at the doorway and heard her retching in the room. Zhuang Shiyuan guessed she hadn't finished cleaning up yet, so he waited outside. After standing there for a while, he turned and went to the bathroom to take a shower. When he came out, the little bastard had finally finished cleaning up.
Zhuang Shiyuan wrapped a towel around himself and walked past Mu Ning.
He glanced at the little bastard calmly. Is his face red? Is that a blush? Is it sure it's not high altitude erythema?
Does this little bastard know the difference between men and women? He even knows how to be shy. This is progress.
If other girls saw a man stripped so naked, they would turn away, right? But Mu Ning was stunned, her lips slightly parted as she stared at this shameless man.
"Why aren't you wearing any clothes?"
"What does it have to do with you whether I wear clothes or not? Don't look at anything inappropriate, do you understand?" Zhuang Shiyuan snorted coldly.
Mu Ning turned his face away, filled several bags with all the filth in his room, and then reached out to carry them away. He threw them aside and went into the bathroom to wash his hands, washing them repeatedly with disinfectant soap.
Zhuang Shiyuan looked at the calm little bastard, and he refused to listen?
You have become more capable.
She went into the room, changed her clothes, sprayed every corner of the room with perfume, and reached out to tear off the bed.
But when he thought of the hateful look on that little bastard's face in the morning, as if he wished he would never have anything to do with him again, Zhuang Shiyuan stopped.
She was originally a maid, so of course we have to make the best use of her. Would he continue to serve her after we brought her back?
After changing clothes and going out, Mu Ning also changed into her school uniform. She wore a pair of white cloth shoes, a light green skirt, and a simple white T-shirt. She tied her hair into a ponytail again, picked up the garbage bag at the door, and ran quickly towards Zhuang Shiyuan who was waiting at the gate of the courtyard.
"Brother Shiyuan, what are we going to eat today?" Miss Mu raised her eyes and asked with a smile.
As the saying goes, he who knows the current affairs is a hero. When it comes to eating, you still have to take a step back. If you take a step back, you can have meat to eat.
He rushed in front of him to throw away the garbage, then stepped back and followed Zhuang Shiyuan closely.
Zhuang Shiyuan glanced at Mu Ning. What a little bastard! How could she support the family unless she was tempted with delicious food every day?