Ying Chanxi responded, and Xu Youyu looked inside with curious eyes.

After seeing Ying Chanxi wearing a maid outfit, he immediately showed a proud and ambiguous smile.

"Hehe, how about Xixi?"

"Just, that's it." Ying Chanxi blushed a little, "Senior sister, do you still have to write, right? Don't worry about me."

"It seems my proposal is pretty good?" Xu Youyu nodded with satisfaction, and did not ask any more questions, then smiled and retreated, "I won't bother you anymore, I'll go to write first, bye

Seeing Xu Youyu leave, Ying Chanxi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

If Xu Youyu knew about him again, Ying Chanxi would really want to dig a hole and bury him.

"Isn't it just that Xinyan and the others saw it? There is nothing that cannot be said?" Li Luo said with a smile on the side.

"It's all your fault." Ying Chanxi glared at him angrily, "You are not allowed to tell me anyway!"

"Okay, okay, I won't say it."

Li Luo raised his hands and surrendered.

"Have you finished typing?" Ying Chanxi glanced at Li Luo's computer screen and asked suddenly.

"Well-I can continue writing a little bit," Li Luo said, "Are you okay?"

"Can you be with me?" Ying Chanxi suddenly turned his head and felt embarrassed to look at Li Luo, "Don't write for now."

"Yes, that's OK." Li Luo stood up with a smile, walked to the edge of the bed, reached out to look at her head, then gently lifted her chin, leaned over and smiled, "But what should the little maid say if she wants to accompany her?"

"You——" Ying Chanxi bulged his mouth and his cheeks became slightly rosy, "Forget it if you don't want to accompany him, hum!"

"I'm so unbearable." Li Luo sighed and withdrew his hand, "That's it, I'll continue to write."

"Wait! Wait!" Ying Chanxi was anxious when he saw that he was really not coming, and quickly reached out and pulled his arm back, "I, I said that's it."

"Then what are you going to say?" Li Luo smiled wickedly, "Let me listen."

"Um...-"

Ying Chanxi was so squeaked, blushed, and muttered in a low voice, "Please——to be with me."

"No." Li Luo was not satisfied with this, so he leaned into her ear and whispered, "Look at what clothes you are wearing now? What is your identity? And who am I? What should you call me?"

When Ying Chanxi heard this, his face turned red. He clenched his two small fists on his chest, bit his teeth and said angrily: "Don't go too far."

"This is not too much." Li Luo pinched her snow-white chin, "You haven't said it before, do you still need me to teach you?"

"Um--."

Ying Chanxi was pinched by his chin and forced to lift his cheeks, but he was embarrassed to look at him. His eyes were erratic, as if he was a down-and-out little maid who was forced to sell himself to Li Luo.

Unfortunately, in the end, the poor daughter was defeated, surrendered to reality, endured her inner shame, and finally became a well-behaved and sensible little maid, opened her lips lightly and whispered:

"Master, Master~"
Chapter completed!