The soft and glutinous voice pulled Da Zhuang back from the soft and fragrant dream.

Madame is now in a daze, and if she comes to her senses and remembers that she has been touched by such a filthy long-term worker, she will feel disgusted, and she longs to bathe her all over her body ten times.

He didn't want his wife to wake up and regret it, although he was reluctant, he forced himself to withdraw, put his hands on the shoulders of the beauty, and tried to wake up her reason in a trembling voice: "Madam, it's my ......"

He tried his best to suppress the restlessness in his heart, but he didn't want the beauty to come to him in front of him the next moment, looked at him through the misty eyes for a while, and suddenly gently took his lips.

It's a strange feeling, like being treated as food, biting a little bite, the force is very light, but for a moment the heart seems to have an electric current passing through it.

There was a wet feeling on her lips, and the beauty's movements were very rusty, but it was enough to put down a fire and burn the man's scalp numb.

Previously, when Qiao Yuan and Sun Yue were enjoying the flowers in the courtyard, they deliberately withdrew everyone.

Although the maid didn't know Madame's intentions, she saw that Madame pursed her lips slightly, and her expression seemed irresistible, so she had to retreat.

Mrs. was born like a fairy, and although she was a little squeamish on weekdays, they didn't dare to say more about that little face.

The maids waited in the arch for two quarters of an hour, but they still didn't hear the summons inside, and they couldn't help but look at the big girl's green sleeves.

Green Sleeves also frowned, remembering what her wife had told her before, don't be surprised to see anything later, and she couldn't help but mention it in her heart.

She had a gut feeling that something big was about to happen.

After waiting another quarter of an hour, Green Sleeves still couldn't bear it. In any case, Madame's safety is paramount.

When Green Sleeves went in with a few little maids, he only saw Sun Yue who fell to the ground and didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and his wife was gone.

Sun Yue seemed to have experienced a brutal torture, and Zhou Zheng's face was bruised and purple, and he couldn't see his true face at all, his lower body was blurred with flesh and blood, and there was a pool of blood on the ground between his legs.

Even if it's not dead, it's almost useless.

In this situation, it is clear that there was a fierce fight here just now.

A few little maids covered their noses and looked uneasy.

Green Sleeves calmed down slightly at this time, and sent someone to drag Sun Yue away, and took the maid around to find Madame.

At the end of the corridor is a water pavilion.

As soon as Green Sleeves entered, he smelled a dark fragrance.

Inside the water pavilion was a small pantry, in which there were several large cabinets of tea, and a little girl was frizzy, hitting the corner of the table, and the teacup on it fell to the ground.

The crisp sound of broken porcelain pieces was just enough to withstand the sound of the last crack in the wooden cabinet closing.

Green Sleeves glanced back at this side, and the little girl quickly silenced and cleaned up the broken teacup.

The wooden cabinet three feet away from them made a barely visible thump.

The cabinet was quite large, but the man was born strong, and it took up most of the space at once, so he had to hold his wife in his arms, as if it were a natural fit, leaving no gaps in the curves.

All the places that let in the light were blocked, so the darkness in the cabinet was so sticky that it seemed to turn into substance, and it wrapped the two of them thickly.

I couldn't tell whose sweat was wetting the clothes that fit together, and the heat was transmitted to the skin, causing a shiver.

Da Zhuang hugged the misty lady and quietly listened to the movement outside.

Now Madame's people are outside, as long as he hands over Madame, they will naturally ask for a doctor for Madame, and they don't need him at all.

As long as he hands over his wife, the events of the day will pass without danger, and then the lady will return to her high position, and he will continue to do his long work......

In the dark, Da Zhuang's heart beat faster and faster, but the big palm nervously covered the delicate lip flap, not letting a little trillation overflow from it.

He stared at the gap in the middle of the cabinet door, and with a slight push, everything would return to its proper position.

He is just a long-term worker, what qualifications does he have to touch the goddess in the Heavenly Palace.

His eyes were fixed on the cabinet door, but his hands were like a thousand pounds and he couldn't lift them.

But he didn't want his attentive appearance to cause dissatisfaction among the people in his arms, and the delicate lady sighed in protest, seeing that he seemed to be caught in his own world and did not react, so she had to tentatively open her lips.

A slight feeling of wetness brought the man back to his senses, and he lowered his head in a daze, meeting the misty watery eyes.

Fresh, smart, and pampered to the sky, the man just lost his mind for so long, and his eyes were filled with the complaint of being neglected.

It was as if he should have looked at her all the time, without blinking, and nothing else.

Da Zhuang didn't understand what Madame meant, thinking that she was uncomfortable again, so he let go of the hand covering her lips and replaced them with his own.

Skillfully holding the soft and fragrant red lips, covering the bright red with another layer of marks, until it was too swollen to see, he let go of the place and poked into the lips.

It was fragrant and soft, and the man seemed to be thirsty to the extreme, absorbing the elixir and jade liquid without restraint, like a fierce beast that had no reason and only knew how to eat.

Qiao Yuan was a little out of breath and wanted to leave, but a big hand was blocking her retreat with a big hand across the back of her head, so she could only frown and bear this ferocious demand.

The sound of eager swallowing rang out in the small cupboard, and was heard outside, muffled by footsteps.

The room was not big, and the green sleeves turned around a few times, and when he didn't see his wife, he withdrew with the maid.

The wooden door was shut, and the footsteps of the crowd faded away.

The cabinet shook suddenly, and the teacups on top were driven to make a crackling sound.

Sun Yue has been immersed in this way all year round, and that small package of things is strong enough.

Da Zhuang took the lady out of the cabinet and put her on the soft couch by the window.

Qiao Yuan was covered with sweat at this time, his sideburns were stained into strands of hair, his cheeks were red, and his body looked as if he had just been fished out of the water.

Da Zhuang stood on the edge of the couch, his coarse linen clothes soaked with sweat, and his eyes struggled violently.

Until the rough big hand was gently held by the slender white jade fingers soaked in fine sweat, the tall body trembled violently.

Outside the water pavilion is a prescription pond with half a pond of lotus flowers.

Beneath the surface of the water, a group of fish swim among the stems and leaves, and with a sudden collision, the delicate lotus flower is affected, and a burst of afterimage is shaken, and water droplets fall from the petals.

The beauty leaned on the man's shoulder, her bright red lips biting at his collar, and the dark wetness at the collar continued to expand.

Da Zhuang hugged his beloved wife, sweat rolled down from his forehead, flowed into his eyes, and made him close his eyes subconsciously.

The noble, delicate and beautiful lady who is high up in the sky is possessed by a lowly, dirty long-term worker.

The despicable moonpeeper eventually plucked his moon.

Just when Green Sleeves was about to turn over the whole Zhuangzi, the little maid came to inform her that her wife had returned to the courtyard.

There was a faint fragrance in the room, but Qiao Yuan frowned, and after a while, he couldn't help but kick the man next to him.

Da Zhuang suffered silently, Madame had no strength, he carried it all the way back, and the force that fell on his leg was as soft as cotton.

(End of chapter)