The eighth master listened to what she did very thoroughly, and the physiological and natural thing of morning sickness was not something that could be controlled by humans, so he waved his hand and asked her to retreat.

Mama Zhang withdrew with a group of minions and closed the door.

Inside the house, Zhang Mengli was very dissatisfied when she heard Mama Zhang's answer just now.

Why is she like this, she doesn't know?

As a minion, don't you know how to invite pets for your master?

If she told the cause and effect, she would definitely make the eighth master pity her, and she would also blow the ninth master.

Now it's up to her to say it herself

Although the same effect will be achieved in the end, if she says it, will the eighth master think that she is a person with a small belly?

Zhang Mengli thought so, but she couldn't swallow that breath in her heart, and she moaned twice very "weakly", and was about to get up, "Master, the slave will give you a greeting"

The eighth master saw her unwell, so he excused her from the salute: "That's it, didn't you have to bow not long ago?" You lie down. ”

Zhang Mengli's heart rippled with joy slightly.

Even if the eighth master doesn't really like her, the child she is pregnant with is his, and this concern is always sincere.

"Master, the minion wants to hug you."

She once saw Heshuo side Fujin secretly kissing the fourth master in the corridor and asking for a hug, although the fourth master reprimanded her with a serious face, he also responded to her, and hugged her with a slightly red face.

The posture of the two is very warm.

She wants to be treated like that, too.

When the eighth master heard her request, he frowned slightly.

He is still a very traditional man in nature, and he has indeed taken the initiative to hug her before, even kissed her, and even if he sees through her careful thoughts, he is satisfied with her.

In his heart, it was not to satisfy her vanity, but to satisfy himself.

The love that I have never shown in that person and will never be needed.

But today, when he saw Zhang like this, he was a little disgusted by accident.

I don't know why, maybe the breath of vomiting on her body hasn't gone away yet.

The eighth master frowned, and politely refused her request: "If you are not feeling well, just lie down, Ye holds you, you are afraid that you will be unwell." ”

The eighth master's voice has always been so close, but it is alienated and cold, even if she hooked him several times before to say some love words, it is such a light taste.

Even if it is petted and gentle, it is as gentle as jade, and the attitude is soft, but it will never warm the heart.

Zhang Mengli sighed in her heart.

The eighth master is like a piece of jade, with a very beautiful appearance and a very high value, but it is always only suitable for wearing outside the body, not for wearing it closely.

His exterior was too cold for her to keep him warm, even with all her might.

Zhang Mengli is sometimes very frustrated, but sometimes she feels that it doesn't matter.

Anyway, if her goal can be achieved, between men and women, sometimes it's just a matter of taking what they need.

Thinking so, she stretched out her hand, wrapped her arms around the eighth master's waist, put her head close to his arms, and said in a soft voice: "But master, the slave misses you, so I want to hold you like this."

How many men in this world would refuse a woman's embrace?

What's more, her voice is still as sweet as honey, and the aftermath is lingering, not afraid of not hooking his soul!

Zhang Mengli was very confident in herself, leaning on her face in his arms, and hooking her lips slightly proudly.

But I didn't expect it

She was slowly pushed away by the eighth master!