Those ridiculous compassions are called compassion!

Ling Ling got up early in the morning, and when he went out of the room, he heard the loud snoring sound in the next room, shook his head and walked down the stairs.

"Guest officer, what are you eating early?" Xiao Er in the tavern had just cleaned up, and there was no one yet.

"Bring me a bowl of boiling water," Ling Ling turned around and returned to the room.

After a while, he walked down again with two pieces of baked cakes, and saw a bowl of steaming water on a table, Ling Ling walked straight over, sat down, put the baked cakes on the table, picked up one, and ate it with boiling water.

After sitting for a while, feeling bored, I went out of the tavern, found a stone under a tree, sat on it, and quietly looked at the sky in the distance.

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It's also quite early, and the little maid has already gotten up, waiting outside Ximenqing's door early, although it is beautifully cleaned, but it still can't hide the swollen eyes with dark circles. The little girl thought about it all night, and after thinking about what would happen in the future, after a night of struggle, she finally convinced herself that even if she gave her body to Ximen Qing in this Ximen Mansion, it would be better to go to that building.

The little maid waited for a long time, but she didn't hear Ximenqing's movement, and she didn't call her in, she felt a little sleepy, so she sat outside Ximenqing's house, but it didn't take long for her to fall asleep against the wall, her body curled up together.

Yuehong has been trying her best to reduce her sense of existence, and sure enough, Ximenqing seems to have forgotten her in the past few days, but she still can't get rid of Wu Yueniang's appearance that day, she can't sleep well every night, she wakes up in the middle of the night, and then can't sleep. As usual, she got up very early today, and deliberately quickened her pace when she passed by Ximenqing's room, and suddenly her eyes caught a glimpse of a touch of white at the door of Ximenqing's room, and then she stopped and looked over.

She had seen this little maid, and told her to avoid Ximenqing as much as possible, but it turned out to be like all the maids in the house, Yuehong couldn't help but sigh and wanted to leave, but seeing this little maid's small body shrunk into a ball, frowning, and her body trembling slightly, as if she was suffering some pain, and then seeing the little maid's forehead with some faint scars, Yuehong was a little unbearable.

The little maid is young, quite light, Yuehong picked up the little maid very easily, the little maid moved in Yuehong's arms, still didn't wake up, the Ximen Mansion was still very quiet in the early morning, Yuehong hugged the little maid and returned to her room, put the little maid on the bed, helped take off her shoes, and pulled the quilt to cover it. Then Yuehong walked to the table, pulled out a stool, sat down, and then held her chin with her hands, her eyes looked at the sleeping little maid on the bed, and fell into deep thought.

"Shengxiao?"

"Someone...... Someone's coming."

Ximenqing woke up, lay on the bed and began to call the little maid, no one responded for a while, and I didn't see the little maid come in, Ximenqing couldn't help but think of the days when Juan was by his side, but Juan had been running for three days, and there was no news, besides, even if Juan was there, the grave grass was about to sprout.

"Hmph, this girl, it seems that she needs to teach her how to serve her master" thought to herself, packed up her clothes, and then got out of bed and put on her shoes and went out, there was silence in front of his door, and there was no one under him.

"Looks like it's time to clean up this group of subordinates" After speaking, Ximenqing walked to the front yard.

"Ah, early master" A subordinate saw Ximen Qing coming over, and hurriedly greeted.

As soon as Ximen Qing walked through a round arch, he met a housekeeper.

"Go, call the new maid to come to my room" After speaking, Ximenqing turned around and walked towards his room.

"The new maid?" this family has a very low status, and it has only been two days since the little maid came to the house, and many people in the house have never seen it.

But the master's instructions must be done, and when the family came to the courtyard where the people lived, they asked which one was the new maid, but many people did not know.

"Miss Yuehong, do you know where the new maid is?" The family met Yuehong, although Yuehong has not been here for a long time, but her status is quite high, and all the subordinates in the house know each other, some are envious, jealous, and hateful, no matter what way, anyway, they know each other.

"What are you looking for her?" Yuehong was a little puzzled when she saw a family member looking for a little maid, and she didn't expect that it was the lord or the lady who sent someone over.

"Oh, the lord was looking for her early in the morning, let her go to the room"

"Oh, I know, you go get busy, I'll tell you for you" Because the little maid was still asleep, Yuehong didn't want this Ding to disturb her, and how could she let a man in her room casually.

"Then thank you, Miss Yuehong," the family said thank you and left.

Yuehong agreed to convey it in her mouth, but after the family left, she didn't know what to do, the little girl was still asleep, and she couldn't bear to wake up, it was always nothing good to go to Ximenqing's room, but it didn't work, the master's order, how dare she disobey a subordinate, so she was at the door for a while, I don't know whether to push the door open and go in, or what.

"Master, are you looking for me?" Yuehong pushed open Ximenqing's room, walked in, and saw Ximenqing sitting in the middle of the room wearing only an undershirt.

"Why are you here?" saw this maid who still had a little impression of herself, but she couldn't remember the name for a while.

"You asked the family to call me."

"That's not ...... Forget it, you're you."

"Come and Serve Me and Get Dressed"

After speaking, Ximenqing stood up, walked to the mirror, and posed.

Hearing that she was just getting dressed, Yuehong breathed a sigh of relief, walked over slowly, and began to help Ximenqing sort out the lining first.

Ximenqing's inner lining was still relatively loose, and the moonred fingertips touched Ximenqing's chest. Ximenqing felt a coldness, his fingertips moved, rubbing his skin, asking about the fragrance emanating from Yuehong's body, and sniffing deeply, Ximenqing was a little moved.

The right hand that was originally open didn't know when it came to Yuehong's back, and then as soon as it was tightened, Yuehong was attached to Ximenqing's chest.

"Ah, master......" Yuehong's heart, which had been slightly relaxed, suddenly became nervous, and she couldn't jump "plop and plop", although Yuehong had been occupied by Ximenqing, she was still nervous, especially after knowing the death of Yuexiang and the eldest lady, she was only afraid of Ximenqing.

"Let's do something meaningful."

After speaking, he threw himself over, Yuehong retreated, but behind him was a mirror and a dresser, there was no way to retreat, Ximenqing's body was pasted up, and finally pressed up, Yuehong's back was already tightly leaning against the mirror, she had no choice, Ximenqing's face was also pasted, his mouth pressed on Yuehong's lips, kissed fiercely, and his hand kept wandering on Yuehong's body.

"Hmm...... Hmm...... "Yuehong was struggling, but she couldn't speak, her hands swept wildly on the dresser, knocking over a lot of bottles and cans, rolling to the ground, and the clothes on her body became less and less, revealing a large area of skin.

(To be continued)