Yangzi nodded and said, "girl, get up. If you kneel like this, there will be no one to take care of your wife later." He knew that he was not the servant girl beside the Marquis a few years ago, but his wife often came to the Marquis's house at that time. He had seen her servant girl several times from a distance, and she was very loyal to his wife.
Baosheng smiles gratefully at him. It's not long for her to kneel down, but she's in a hurry when kneeling down. She doesn't notice the small stone under her knees. She holds her hands on the ground and moves her legs a few times before standing up slowly. Thinking that it's too late now, I knelt all over again, and no one went to the kitchen to take a message. After whispering with Yangzi, I went to the kitchen myself.
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Qingqing was awakened by hunger. She opened her eyes vaguely and stretched out as usual. Before she straightened out, her hand seemed to meet an obstacle. When she looked at the obstacle, she could see that Song Yu was lying on her back with her eyes closed.
Suddenly, there is one more person on the bed. Qingqing almost subconsciously kicks Song Yu out of bed. Fortunately, midway through, she remembers that she is now Song Yu's wife.
Just as Qingqing is struggling to wake Song Yu up for dinner, she still asks her to sleep for a while. When she eats first, Song Yu wakes up at the right time.
Over the years, he had been awakened by Qingqing's hand. They are now husband and wife, but they are not husband and wife. He hasn't figured out how they should get along with each other.
I don't know if it's just the reason for waking up. Song Yu's voice is hoarse and sexy: "wake up? Are you hungry? "
Qingqing Leng Leng, he was not very cold before, how now he climbed her bed and was so gentle to her. He pressed the doubt in his heart, laughed and said: "I'm ok. Are you hungry, marquis. I'll send someone to pass on the meal. "
"Whoosh" sat up, stepped over Song Yu, lifted up the curtain and wanted to go out. I don't know why, when she saw Song Yu, she felt flustered and didn't know whether the original owner's mood was causing trouble.
"Qingqing!" Song Yu suddenly grabs Qingqing's hand and stops Qingqing from going out.
Qingqing looks back. At the moment when the four eyes are opposite, it turns around. At the next moment, Qingqing is pressed down.
"You What are you doing? " Qingqing was stunned by this sudden situation, and the first thing she responded to was struggle.
"Don't move." Song Yu buries her face in Qingqing's neck, but her voice is still hoarse, with unknown emotions.
"Ding, the target's liking degree is + 5, and the current liking degree is 55."
Qingqing blinked. She was not afraid of what he would do to her, but was surprised at the change of his attitude. If she could find out the reason, it would be much easier for her to attack Song Yu.
For a long time, when Qingqing was about to push away, the people on his body calmed down, and his eyebrows returned to the cold appearance before.
Standing on his back by the bed, he spread out his hands, waiting for Qingqing to serve him.
Qingqing turns a white eye at his back. How can this man turn his face faster than turning a book? Thinking about his identity now, he can only dress for him and serve him respectfully.
"Well, marquis."
"Well." Glanced a clear one eye, "madam also quickly tidies up." After that, without waiting for a clear reply, he went out without forgetting to take the door with him.
She was the only one left in the room. Qingqing had no scruples. She crossed her waist and hummed in the direction of the door. She muttered a few words: I still dislike me. It's not because I want to serve you that I didn't have time to clean myself up.