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Chapter 711
When Irene slept in a daze, she suddenly heard the sound of jumping outside.
Irene sat up in shock, pulled off the infusion needle, and staggered downstairs.
This is the first time she has walked out of the bedroom. It turns out that the design of this villa is like a medieval castle. The walls are made of majestic natural marble and carved with various retro portraits. If she deconstruct the portraits, she will find it inside. There are many special symbols.
This castle left Irene with a mysterious and old atmosphere.
She could hardly imagine that that young and expensive man had such a pedantic aesthetic of the boss.
When she came downstairs and opened the door of the back garden, she saw the invincible man fighting with the chickens in the small animal pen.
The chicken is at large, he is chasing. There is a chicken feather in the chicken pen. The dog beside him barked.
The picture is a bit funny.
Obviously, the male servants who served this noble young master didn’t think so, they were just like enemies. Looking at the man nervously, “Master, let us do it. Have you ever done such a thing?”
The man was in the smelly chicken pen with chicken feathers still sticking to him, which made him feel extremely unbearable with the hygienic disorder.
He pinched his nose with his hand and his stomach with the other hand. Looks like vomiting. Seeing Irene, he vowed: “I said, except that I can’t give you that kind of superficial love, I can satisfy you for everything else. If you want to drink broth, I will stew it for you.”
However, he opened his mouth and said something, and felt a steady stream of turbidity burrowing into his mouth. The man couldn’t hold back, he spit out on the hoop.
“Master, let us come.”
The man didn’t say anything, and people didn’t dare to move in vain. When he vomited enough, he picked up the long stick next to him, held his breath, and prepared to shoot the fleeing big hen from a long distance.
Who knew that the big hen suddenly giggled, pulled a poop on the spot, and the man lost the stick and began to vomit again.
Irene was dumbfounded. She whispered: “Isn’t it just killing a chicken?”
As soon as the voice fell, the people who came down seemed to hear the biggest joke in the world, looking at Irene one by one, as if she were a national treasure.
From small to large, young masters have excellent subjects. Only killing, that is simply the weakness of the young master.
Irene walked into the chicken coop, holding an old hen in her left hand and a big rooster in her right, holding them and walking out.
The man was dumbfounded.
This woman is holding two chickens in such an intimate position, how can she not be dirty.
But the man was surprised to find that he didn’t seem to be disgusted with her just because she hugged a dirty little animal.
This feeling made him feel very strange.
He followed Irene out of the chicken coop, and his brow frowned when he thought of the next task of killing the chicken.
This is really a big challenge for him.
Irene walked to the faucet, picked up the kitchen knife next to her, and swiped the chicken head. The kitchen knife was wiped on the chicken’s neck, and the chicken blood splashed on the ground.
The chicken is dead.
The man looked shocked.
The woman’s movements are like clouds and flowing water, she is very skilled in her movements, and she seems to be doing this often.
Irene asked Zhang Ma to boil the water again, scalded the chicken feathers, and then cut the chicken’s belly to take out the internal organs.
The man saw her beautiful hands shuttle between the chicken intestines, his black pupils shot out an unbelievable expression.
After Irene finished taking care of it, she threw the kitchen knife in front of the man. The man shuddered when he saw the chicken blood on the kitchen knife. Immediately covered his eyes and turned away.
Irene said: “I won’t marry you. For a young master like you, looking for a wife is just looking for a nanny. You should use the money to buy a young and beautiful woman back to be your wife.”