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Chapter Three Serving Personally

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    The next day was still business as usual.

    He sat up from the bed, touched the sword before opening his eyes, and then looked at the pedals.

    He has practiced martial arts since he was a child, with profound skills and high energy. He always wakes up earlier than Zining, but he never lets Zining know. He just watches silently for a while until Zining wakes up and calls out.

    Zi Ning was still sleeping, sleeping very soundly, breathing steadily, his little face was flushed, and his skirt was undone, revealing a thin goose yellow apron bag.

    The skin is warm, soft and white, like soft gelatin.

    Yan Ji's eyes fell on her undulating chest, and the messy thoughts in the morning were even more difficult to clean up.  irritable

    He remembered that the knocking sounded yesterday, she scrubbed her body before falling asleep, and her Adam's apple rolled.

    Zi Ning didn't notice anything, Yan Ji was tossing and tossing late yesterday, she didn't fall asleep, she was in a daze, but today was cloudy, the sky couldn't tell whether it was morning or evening, and she couldn't wake up for a while, so she missed the usual time.

    Until Qian Bi pushed the door, Zi Ning woke up suddenly, sat up straight from the foot, looked around in panic, and found that Yan Ji was half lying on the bed with his sword in his arms.

    "Master, I know I made a mistake, please punish me."

    She knelt on the footrest, feeling extremely annoyed.  It was the first time that she had made such a big mistake. After living comfortably for a long time, she no longer knew what she was.

    The Yan family has very strict rules. Although Yan Ji is not moody, he has been in a high position since he was a child, and he also learned swordsmanship. There are countless dead souls under the sword, and he doesn't care about the life or death of one or two people.

    She once saw with her own eyes that the little maid who offended Yan Ji was dragged out and beaten to death.  more than one.

    But she was careless.

    Why is she, she is just a prostitute, a bitch

    She wished she could slap herself across the face.

    Yan Ji sat on the bed and looked at her, glanced at Qian Bi who was at the door, her expression was cold, but Qian Bi suddenly knelt down with a bang, lying on the ground trembling, not daring to say a word.

    Zi Ning buried his head low, even more frightened.

    Yanji looked at the part of her neck that was exposed under her black hair, feeling a little weirdly unhappy, but she was afraid that she would be scared to death if she said another word, so she could only slowly say: "It's nothing, change clothes."

    Qian Bi heard the words, as if she had received an amnesty, she stepped back on her knees, and quickly poured hot water.

    Zi Ning raised his head carefully.

    Yanji sat up from the bed, her legs hung down, and her big feet stepped on her thighs through a thin layer of fabric, with a calm expression on her face.

    It was as if Zining was being used as a pedal.

    The warm touch made Zi Ning startled for a moment, and he came back to his senses.

    She knelt on the footrest, looked at Yan Ji's normal face, and understood in her heart that he didn't intend to pursue her mistake.

    The women in the brothel are the most scheming, and they will climb along the pole.  She immediately took out the socks, cupped his feet with her warm and greasy little hands, put on snow-white cloth socks on him, and lowered her head to tie the garters patiently.

    Only then did the expression in Yanji's eyes ease, and the fire in his heart was slowly extinguished.

    Zi Ning was always quick and nimble in doing things, so he lifted the shoes for him to step on and waited on Yan Ji to change clothes.

    The two walked around behind the screen, Zining untied Yanji's trouser belt, and then stood still with his back to him.

    There are bad things about good hearing.

    For example, when Yanji listened to her shallow breathing, he would not come out.

    He let out a long breath, pressed his forehead, and looked sideways at her head.

    The swan's neck is bent, her black hair is disheveled, and her clothes are disheveled. Looking at it from this angle, you can still see the red mark on one side of her face from the pressure of the pillow, and her skin is dazzlingly white.

    Zi Ning was also uncomfortable, but it is the Yan family's rule for a personal maid to serve the master Chu Gong.

    Yan rolled his Adam's apple, and gulped.

    Zi Ning was startled, looked up at him, but found that his expression was the same, he just said calmly: "Cold water." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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