house boy

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But he couldn't resist, so he had to return to the back seat nervously and obediently, and sat side by side with the young master stiffly.

The car drove in and out for a long time before the young master finally spoke, but his tone was slow, not accusatory.

He said: "Is it not clear what the tutor taught me?"

For some unknown reason, the boy subconsciously shook his head frantically, thought for a while, and nodded again.

The young master looked at him: "Is the pace of the fast class too fast? Do you want to change the class?"

The boy actually wanted to say it a long time ago, and it would be best for the young master to take the initiative to mention it now, so he hurriedly nodded and said yes.

The young master asked the driver to write it down and said, "Then please contact the school then."

After exhorting this sentence, the young master stopped talking.

The boy was uneasy and moved back and forth on the seat. After a while, he finally mustered up the courage to ask, "Master, are you... angry?"

"Why are you angry?" The young master didn't seem to be angry at all: "Work harder in the future."

The boy couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, a big stone in his heart fell to the ground, and his whole body suddenly became alive again.

"Ahem." He asked the young master: "Did you see a small tree next to the school fountain when you visited in the morning? The one with the red ribbon tied on it was planted by my classmates."

"Also, the carp in the fountain, I often bring bread to feed them when people don't notice, there is a golden one inside, it's getting fat."

The boy chattered endlessly. After all, when it comes to a school that can be used as a second home, he can't help but have a lot of things to share with others.

The young master was still as calm as ever, sometimes just followed his words with an "um", but he didn't stop him, allowing the boy to babble all the way.

When they got home, everyone greeted them at the door.

The boy saw the butler standing at the front of the group of people from a distance, so he rolled down the car window and deliberately raised his eyebrows at him in dissatisfaction.

After the car came to a complete stop, the butler sent the young master upstairs, then turned around and smiled softly at the boy: "Look, the young master didn't blame you, did he?"

The boy groaned as if he had been deceived, and said, "Uncle housekeeper, you are not kind...but let's forget it this time."

He couldn't help thinking, the young master is still very self-cultivated, after all, the test papers are so miserable that it is not enough to threaten his mood.So I couldn't help feeling a little grateful.

But he didn't wait for his little happiness to last for a second, when the butler came forward with a smiling face.

"That's good, that's good. The young master asked me to hand it over to you just now. He told me to keep it in the future and don't mess it up in the school."

The boy spread his palms with a smile that didn't diminish, and then froze on the spot for an instant.

The housekeeper handed over a pair of small clay figurines that the boy dug mud at the school flower bed when he had nothing to do. They held hands in an intimate appearance. The one on the left was slightly taller than the other, smiling broadly. Whole body can not see the shape.

What made the boy so ashamed was that on the soles of the two little clay figurines, there were letters of the young master's and the boy's own surnames, and a big heart was drawn between the two letters. ···

The boy's cheeks turned red in an instant, and he didn't know where the young master found out this shameful bauble of himself.

I don't know if the young master has seen the writing under the feet of the clay figurine, and if he understands the big love that soars into the air? ! ! !

The boy just felt that his whole body was going to be bad!