Chapter 237 The slave's service

The young man led Zhao Shuyu into the house and bent over to serve her and took off her shoes and socks.

Zhao Shuyu suddenly became uncomfortable. Although she was not bound by men and women's defenses, she was only a few men close to her.

She still understands this secular ethics. Women should not be touched by strangers.

The young man saw Zhao Shuyu dodging happily, his movements slowed down and smiled warmly. No need to be nervous. The slaves in Liumian Pavilion serve the nobles like this. This is the slave’s duty.

As he said that, the boy knelt on the floor and carefully took off his shoes and socks for Zhao Shuyu.

Seeing that the boy was calm, Zhao Shuyu heard that this was the rule of Liu Mian Pavilion, so she couldn't say anything else, so she forced him to take off his shoes and socks.

Walking barefoot in the house, waxing teak floor paint and oil, light can be seen

The room here is not big, but the decorations are very beautiful. There are high-foot lamps and incense, and there is also a ground dragon. The room is extremely warm, and there is no feeling that the winter outside is cold.

A golden pear wood screen divides the house into two inside and outside. The outer room has a low table and futon, and there are many Jingzhi food on the table.

The red silk curtain inside, the aromatherapy scented, and you can see a soft couch

The young man led Zhao Shuyu to the futon outside and sat down. He knelt beside him and sat down to make tea.

At this time, except for the sound of water coming from the hot pool outside the room, it was very quiet

Zhao Shuyu sat a little restrainedly, watching the boy's eyebrows and eyes drooping, his face was clean and beautiful, and he was not as erotic as the boy was gentle and calm in dealing with others, which would not make her feel disgusted or bored.

Zhao Shuyu looked at the boy without any trace, watched him make a pot of hot cups, wash tea and pour tea, and finally brew a cup of fragrant tea and deliver it to her.

Simple flower snail spring, noble people can taste it

As for tea, Zhao Shuyu has no special preference. She only likes to add icing in tea, which looks good and smells fragrant.

But nowadays, most people like vegetarian tea. When Zhao Shuyu saw the fragrant vegetarian rumbled in front of her, she held up the teacup and blew it. After taking a sip, she sighed: It smells very fragrant

The boy smiled slightly, would the noble man use some pastries?

Zhao Shuyu glanced at the things on the table, and there were a few that she liked, so she nodded.

At this time, the young man took the celadon plate, picked up the wooden chopsticks, put them into the plate, and then put them in front of Zhao Shuyu.

Zhao Shuyu looked at the two pieces of pastries on the plate, which were exactly what she liked among the five or six things.

If the tea that just now was a coincidence, then this pastry would be too coincidental.

Zhao Shuyu couldn't help but look at the boy with confusion, but saw the boy lowering his eyes and smiling. When the noble man left the teahouse, he tasted the single flower jasmine, entered the house and saw the snow jade dumplings and Bazhen cakes just now.

Zhao Shuyu was stunned and admired the boy's insight and keenness.

The boy looked at her and then smiled softly. No wonder the nobles, these are what slaves should do.

Zhao Shuyu paused and shook her head slowly. She was serving tea and pastries, and she was mostly asking for her intentions, but there were few as meticulous and thoughtful as you.

As soon as Zhao Shuyu finished speaking, a hint of surprise appeared in the boy's eyes

But then he smiled humbly, and the noble man praised him

Zhao Shuyu's face was so hot that she was shook by the boy's smile. After a while, she quickly lowered her head to have tea.

Seeing her in a hurry, the young man left the low table tactfully and went to the corner of the room to add fragrance.