"Eh" Yan Yan paused for seven moments, "Yes, the clothes are dirty, so I changed them."
"The ointment was used" Hearing this, Yan Yanqi didn't think about it, and nodded directly: "It's used." ” Yan Yanqi could feel that after he finished saying these two words, the air around him was inexplicably cold What's going on, Yan Yanqi is a little confused.
"Go out, and hopefully I'll see you busy in the living room when I wake up."
After Bo Qichen finished speaking, he stood up and walked towards the bathroom.
Yan Yanqi nodded: "Yes, good night to the seventh master." ” Immediately, she consciously withdrew.
Back in her room, Yan Yanqi took off her coat, then opened the gauze, and looked at the wound that she didn't know how to describe, she sighed.
Immediately, he found the potion he had brought with him in his backpack.
Holding a cotton swab, she sat on the bed, dipped in the potion, and wiped the wound little by little.
In fact, she doesn't want anyone to take care of herself, especially someone who is not very familiar with her, if the seventh master treats her well, she will feel that something seems abnormal.
She likes to be self-reliant and self-reliant, and she doesn't want others to take care of her, and she doesn't need others to take care of her The potion touched the torn wound little by little, and Yan Yanqi's brows did not wrinkle, it seemed that this had become commonplace, and the pain was numb and unconscious.
Apply the potion, Yan Yanqi adjusted the alarm clock, because she was a housekeeper, she got up too much earlier than usual, although her self-control was okay, but it was inevitable that she would be late, so set the alarm clock.
She had to get up at five o'clock, and then ordered the maid to do things, and cooperated with the cook to arrange breakfast for the young master, and the seventh master would get up at six o'clock, and then she would accompany the seventh master to go for a morning run, and come back to guard the seventh master for breakfast.
After that, it was half past seven, and the rest of the young masters would get up one after another.
"Good night, little seventh master" lay on the bed, Yan Yanqi closed his eyes a little tiredly.
Early in the morning, Bo Qichen got out of the elevator and glanced at the servants who were busy, but he didn't find the figure he wanted to see.
"Good morning, Seventh Master."
"Good morning, Seventh Master." “” When the maid saw Bo Qichen coming out, they greeted him one after another.
"What about Xiao Qi."
Bo Qichen opened coldly.
Hearing this, several servants glanced at each other, and then they all shook their heads, and then one of them said, "Butler Xiaoqi hasn't come down yet."
We just went up to call him, but there was no answer after knocking on the door for a long time.
Because the little seventh master is a boy, we are embarrassed to open the door and go in. ” "Hmm."
Bo Qichen responded lightly, and then decisively turned around and went upstairs into the elevator.
"Ding", the elevator door opened, the seventh master walked out with a cold face, looking at the closed door in front of him, Bo Qichen was extremely displeased, did Yan Yanqi take what he said as a deaf ear He also warned her last night not to be late, but when he woke up, she was still sleeping with such a housekeeper, and she had been beaten to death by him and thrown out.
After taking the servant's key, Bo Qichen didn't even bother to knock on the door, opened the door directly and went in, and then threw the door shut with a "bang".
But the unidentified object on the bed still didn't move, and when he walked over, on the big white bed, he could see a bulging hill, and Bo Qichen could see a few short burgundy hairs, and he was just about to reach out and pick up the person directly
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