When the man behind the desk looked up, he glanced at the two plates of exquisite snacks on the tray, and his eyes suddenly stopped. "Wait, these...?"
Butler Lu smiled in his heart, but his face was very kind:
"Young Master You were drunk before and kept talking about wanting to eat snacks and drink sago, so I asked Mama Zhang to make some tonight."
Huo Sihan heard that it was Mama Zhang who did it, and a trace of imperceptible disappointment flashed in his eyes.
"Young Master?"
Butler Lu Seeing him staring at the snacks in a daze, he secretly said, "Sure enough."
As expected Young Master is rare about this thing, and indeed he likes Madam.
"Bring it here."
Butler Lu walked over quickly and placed the snacks on the plate in front of him.
Huo Sihan stared at it seriously for a while, and finally reached out and pinched a piece and tasted it.
Too sweet.
He frowned slightly.
He doesn't like the taste.
He took another sip of sago.
Still too sweet.
Even so, he still took all the snacks and sago into his stomach unhurriedly.
Butler Lu looked on with relief and did not forget to explain:
"This is the first time I have made this kind of snacks and sago Mama Zhang. It may not be as good as my wife's. The ones she made are sweet but not greasy, and the snacks are also soft and fluffy, very delicious."
Huo Sihan suddenly felt unhappy. "Have you eaten it?"
Butler Lu smiled even more lovingly, "Sometimes Madam will make more and give some to everyone."
"Really?"
Somehow, Huo Sihan felt a little disappointed.
It turns out... it wasn't specially made for him.
He was just 'coming along'.
It turns out that he doesn't eat it, but others eat it.
Butler Lu said with a smile, "Yes, Madam has a good temper, is very sensible, and very cheerful. She can get along with everyone. She is also versatile. She can make various snacks and drinks, arrange flowers, sing and dance, and draw."
"Painting?"
He suddenly discovered that after living under the same roof for two years, he knew nothing about her except that she always smiled stupidly.
"Yes, Madam's favorite thing on weekdays is to paint on the lawn by the lake. Sometimes she spends most of the day painting."
After completing the task, Butler Lu didn't stay any longer, picked up the empty plate and glass and left.
Soon, he came back happily, holding a white fur pillow in his hand.
"Young Master, this is the fur pillow with rabbit ears that you wanted when you were drunk that night. I asked the servant to wash it two days ago and let it bask in the sun for a day."
Huo Sihan glanced calmly.
It turned out that it was taken for washing.
No wonder he couldn't find it.
Without raising his head, he continued to read the document and said, "Put it on the sofa."
"Okay, that's it."
Butler Lu was in a very good mood when he left the study. He was only missing a few whistles like when he was young.
Madam.
You're almost ready to come back.
Young Master has figured it out.
We've given you some training, and you'll definitely be happy when you come back.
In the study, after Butler Lu left, Huo Sihan sat quietly for a while, then got up and walked to the sofa opposite to sit down.
He quietly picked up the plush pillow and stroked it gently with his big hands.
The soft touch of his palm made his heart overflow with a sense of satisfaction.
There were slight footsteps in the corridor, and the man who was stroking his hair in a comfortable mood stiffened and reflexively threw away the things in his hands.
After a while, no one knocked on the door, and the footsteps gradually faded away. Only then did his eyes fall on the white rabbit pillow again.
After thinking about it, I grabbed it and carried it out the door.
He turned around and walked towards the room on the left.
This is her stuff and should be put back in her own room.