The servants and the guards all thought Fang Xinxin was crazy, how could the commander's punishment be so light!
Fang Xinxin also miscalculated.
It is impossible to lose only one nail at all.
Ten times worse than this, she lost ten nails!
In the luxurious master bedroom on the third floor, Bai Qinghao sat on a chair by the window, let Fang Xinxin sit on her lap, and personally helped Fang Xinxin trim her nails with the nail clippers.
The housekeeper Zhao Cheng stood beside him with the tray.
The great commander actually helped an ugly woman with this kind of subordinate work.
Zhao Cheng was extremely indignant in his heart. He was able to achieve the position of Royal Court butler, and his observation of words, expressions, and forbearance were all first-class.
If you have an opinion, you should not see it.
Bai Qinghao carefully cut off Fang Xinxin's ten fingernails and put the nail clippers back into the flannel box on Zhao Chengduan's tray.
Fang Xinxin's dripping eyeballs circled around the four flannel boxes on the tray. They were all golden nail clippers and polished nails. "Why are the nail clippers golden?"
The housekeeper Zhao Cheng replied respectfully, "Miss Fang San, this is the commander's personal belongings, made of gold."
For the first time in her life, Fang Xinxin saw nail clippers made of gold. Moreover, the workmanship is quite exquisite, like beautiful works of art, obviously more valuable than metal itself.
Bai Qinghao took another fine polishing pad to help Fang Xinxin polish the debris on her nails.
Fang Xinxin can feel his careful movements without turning around.
In the previous life, he had never helped her to cut her nails. She had a bad relationship with him, and definitely would not give him this opportunity.
Unexpectedly, Bai Qinghao, who is as noble as an emperor, has such a gentle side to spoil her.
"Who does your commander's nails usually cut?"
She just asked casually.
In general, the commander does not like others to inquire about his private life.
But Fang Xinxin obviously occupies a very important position in the commander's heart.
Zhao Cheng saw that Bai Qinghao didn't object to his reply, weighed it up, and said, "In the Imperial Court, it was a humble job to do it. In the army, the commander cut it himself."
Fang Xinxin knew very well in his previous life that Bai Qinghao was born with noble and extraordinary, and he is unparalleled in excellence. He usually enjoys life very much.
When he arrived in the army and on the battlefield, he didn't pay much attention to it.
She leaned against Bai Qinghao's solid and broad arms, enjoying the supreme male **** service comfortably. This kind of generous treatment that people in the world can't get, just don't feel too happy inside.
At the same time, my heart also gurgled and moved.
After cutting his nails, the butler Zhao Cheng stepped back with the tray, and soon came in with a cup of milk and a cup of coffee.
The coffee was placed on the coffee table next to Fang Xinxin. Just as Fang Xinxin wanted to take it, the butler Zhao Cheng said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Miss Fang San, this cup of coffee belongs to the commander."
Hand her the cup filled with milk, "This cup is yours."
"I want to drink coffee." She insisted.
Bai Qinghao held a stern face, and said in a deep displeased voice, "What kind of coffee do you drink in the middle of the night?" It's not good for your health.
"Then you are not allowed to drink!" In fact, she didn't plan to drink coffee, but she didn't want him to drink it at this time, which is not conducive to sleep.
"Milk, how about half of us?" she said, holding the milk cup and gurgling, and the remaining half was in the cup and handed it to him.
Zhao Chenggang wanted to say that the commander could not have a drink with others.