The morning sun is quiet and elegant, without that noisy atmosphere, which makes people feel calm and relaxed, and I have felt that kind of artistic conception.

Spring is coming to an end, and summer is about to begin, and this day is getting brighter and earlier.

When the first rays of morning light pierced the sky, it was still quiet in a certain hut in Songhai City.

A maid in a brocade dress and a skirt was waiting outside, her eyes glancing into the window from time to time, but she didn't even dare to breathe.

Her name is Manyun, she is the personal girl assigned by Yan Hong to Duanmu Rong, as for the source, it is naturally from the phantom, a woman at the peak of the Wufeng realm, but at this moment she is willing to be a big girl, not because of anything else, but because in this room, it is her own lord and mother.

The sun was getting higher, Manyun beckoned, and a girl from the courtyard came forward.

"Sister Yun."

"Seeing that the hour is almost up, the son and the young lady should also wake up, you tell the back kitchen, warm it up early."

"Yes, the maid will go."

"Go and fetch water, and wait outside, and when my master gets up, I will lead you in." Be. "Another group of people is starting to get busy.

However, Yan Hong and Duanmu Rong in the room don't care about these at all, it has never been Yan Hong's style for the superior to bow down to everything, not to mention these trivial things, today's [Phantom] organization, in addition to taking orders everywhere to make money, is actually more like the brocade guards of later generations, all-encompassing, pervasive, anyone. All are all-rounders.

Women can go to the hall, enter the kitchen, and even be the powder head of the Qinglou, and even the red card.

Men can be sergeant captains at the top, servants at the bottom, and shopkeepers in the middle. Charge.

It is precisely because of this that such a huge institution can be hidden so perfectly. It is an eternal law that is hidden in the city.

I think that when the Phantom was formed, there were only eighteen people, but now there are only two of these eighteen people, one is the palm seal of the Phantom now, and the other is the ink crow who has been following Yan Hong.

And this Manyun and another Baochan who followed Gao Yue were Yan Hong's meticulous and caring people.

Duanmu Rong was born in a medical family, and it can be said that Yan Hong has the weakest foundation among all the women, if Yan Hong doesn't help her, I'm afraid the future will be ......

As for Yue'er, what Yan Hong was thinking was. Slowly separating her from the power of the Yin-Yang family, he didn't want his sister to become a marionette of the Yin-Yang family, even if the current Yin-Yang family was in tatters.

When Baochan first entered the Phantom, the person she followed was none other than Mo Crow, but Manyun was Xie Zhiyun!

After Xie Zhiyun's death, Yan Hong released Manyun, and she did not disappoint Yan Hong during the years of training outside, and Wufeng's cultivation in the middle stage was enough to prove his efforts.

You must know that another Baochan is under the personal training of Mo Crow. Now it has only just stepped into the realm of no edge.

Effort is always proportional to effort, this principle is well confirmed in her, years of hard work and now the opportunity has come, and she was once again transferred back to the new housewife. Manyun didn't dare to slack off.

She had sworn to herself in her heart that she would never allow the tragedy of the past to happen again, at least while she was still alive.

On the couch in the house. Yan Hong opened his eyes in a daze, and was about to stretch, but felt his arm sink. It turned out that Duanmu Rong had been pillowing her arms last night, and now she was a little numb.

Smiling, Yan Hong raised his hand gently, for fear of waking up the sleeping beauty, he had asked her four times last night, and he blamed himself for holding it for too long and being a little reckless.

Speaking of which, Duanmu Rong is the weakest of all the women in her body, but she has been gritting her teeth last night, although she has reached the peak of the same gender, but it is difficult for her to lose her body like that.

Thinking of this, Yan Hong couldn't help but soften his eyes, gently took Rong'er in his arms, caressed his waist with one hand, and stroked his gentle hair with the other hand.

But I never thought that such a light action would still wake up the beauty.

"Let me sleep a little longer." Sleepy-eyed muttered, but a pair of delicate long legs involuntarily wrapped around Yan Hong, although the latter was provoked with anger, he didn't dare to be presumptuous.

At the beginning of the grace, Yan Hong didn't want Duanmu Rong to be unable to get out of bed, so he gently pecked on his pink forehead and said, "Do you want to pretend to be asleep?" ”

Careful thinking was recognized, Duanmu Rong's face slowly climbed into a trace of redness, maybe this woman who is rigid on the outside and soft on the inside, will only look so delicate when she is in the same room with him, or maybe all women are the same, after experiencing the bed. Clause. After the fun, will it be so defenseless?

Yan Hong felt that there was no need to pursue this question, all he needed to do was enjoy the moment.

"The people you tossed last night died and came back to life, can't you let them sleep a little longer?" The soft voice was slightly soft, and it was clear that he was not fully awake yet.

"Last night...... I don't remember what happened last night...... I know the girl I'm with right now is playing with fire, hehe! When the words fell, Yan Hong's gaze moved down unconsciously, his slender legs bent into a beautiful arc, and his delicate skin had a soft touch, stimulating his heart.

"Oops!" Duanmu Rong was like a frightened little white rabbit, quickly separating herself from Yan Hong, the series of actions just now was completely subconscious instinct, now that she has sobered up, reason has taken over, how can Duanmu Rong withstand such a shameful picture.

"Okay, let's not tease you, it's just the two of us here...... You're already my fiancée, so why can't you let it go. Stretched out his hand and nodded Duanmu Rong's forehead, looking extremely doting. Kindness. Gently responded, but Duanmu Rong didn't say anything, she sat up slowly, obviously to serve Yan Hong to change clothes. Put it down, you don't need to do all this menial work, you just put it away. As he spoke, he pointed to Yuanpa under Duanmu Rong.

A little bit of 'red plum' blooms on the white silk, which represents that Duanmu Rong has no reservations about Yan Hong.

"Someone—change clothes!"

With a squeak, the door was pushed open, and Manyun led the four little girls in, the clothes in the Qin and Han dynasties were particularly wide, especially in the upper class, if there was no one to help, it was not easy to wear a set of clothes smoothly.

"Manyun, you and these two girls are waiting for the housemother to bathe, be fine,"

"Yes."

The housewife can only be worthy of this title, and although other women are called Mrs., the title of the housewife is not deserved. (To be continued......)