However, it is not her fault! This belt doesn't have anything, she doesn't know how to get it.
She was slandering in her heart, but Le Yaoyao still lowered her head, kept tangling the corners of her clothes with her hands, and said timidly.
"This, this slave, won't..."
Le Yaoyao told the truth, and at the moment, she really didn't dare to look at this man's face. She was also worried, fearing that she would make this man unhappy, and with a 'click', her head and body would have to be moved.
After all, Xiao Muzi once said that the last time a new eunuch was killed by Yan Luo just because he broke a teacup. Now, she not only tore his clothes, but also buttoned them wrongly. Belt, I don't know how he will punish her later.
The more she thought about it, the more disturbed Le Yaoyao felt.
After all, she is afraid of death...
Just when Le Yaoyao was worried that she would be punished, Leng Junyu who stood in front of her just gave her a cold look.
In fact, he was really angry just now. After all, he is an old man with a bow tied around his waist, can you see it!
However, when he looked at the little eunuch in front of him, seeing 'him' full of fear and timidity, his heart couldn't help but soften.
All the words I wanted to reprimand were stillborn.
Because the little eunuch in front of him felt like a very frightened little white rabbit, cute and pitiful.
Especially when she peeked at his behavior with those big innocent eyes, no matter how much anger he had at this moment, it would dissipate in an instant.
In the end, Leng Junyu just sighed softly, with a somewhat helpless tone.
"If you don't know it, wouldn't you ask me just now?"
"Well… "
Hearing Leng Junyu's words, Le Yaoyao just bit her lower lip lightly, then took a peek at the handsome face above her head, when she saw the helplessness in the man's eyes, Le Yaoyao was a little stunned .
After all, she did so many wrong things just now, why didn't this man punish her, moreover, there was only a bit of helplessness on his face.
This kind of him seems to be a little different from the rumored Living Yama...
Just when Le Yaoyao was puzzled, Leng Junyu spoke again.
"Forget it this time, I'll make a belt myself now, you can see clearly, don't make a mistake next time."
"oh."
Le Yaoyao responded lightly, and Leng Junyu over there started to buckle his belt.
Moreover, at this moment, Le Yaoyao realized that the man's hands were so beautiful.
The ten fingers are long and slender, with distinct joints, and even the nails are neatly trimmed, as if they are works of art placed in an art gallery, they are extremely beautiful.
The man's movements are very elegant. After a while, he fastened the belt tightly.
"See clearly?"
After buckling up his belt and tidying up his appearance, the man opened his lips to Le Yaoyao and asked.
"Well, the slave saw it."
Le Yaoyao whispered. Only then did I realize that I was an idiot, the belt was very simple, it only needed to be buckled lightly, but I didn't know how to do it.
When Le Yaoyao was feeling annoyed, Leng Junyu just gave her a sideways glance, then turned and left the room. Seeing this, Le Yaoyao naturally followed her out.
Leaving the room and turning a corner, it is the lobby of Yafeng Pavilion.
The lobby of Yafeng Pavilion is also very luxuriously decorated.
The blue brick and stone ground, the light can be used as a lesson. It is covered with a Ruyi carpet knitted by Tuanlong.
There are light gauze curtains on both sides, and on the carved black sandalwood table by the window, all kinds of priceless antique vases and jades have been wiped clean, and under the sunlight, there is a layer of mellow luster.
And on the large round table of carved ebony wood in the middle, more than a dozen delicious breakfasts have already been placed.
There are bird's nest porridge, shark's fin soup, spring rolls, all kinds of exquisite dumplings and desserts...