Chapter 1856
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Only a few girls know the weight, although the hearts of ripples have, but also dare not have the slightest action out of the ordinary, all dedicated to their own work.
Song Qingshu is immersed in the warm water, and suddenly feels that the whole person is relaxed. Even the day's dust seems to have been swept away by the warm water.
"Handmaid, pinch your master's shoulder?" Mei Jian's gentle voice came from behind.
Song Qingshu's first reaction was to refuse. However, she noticed her worried look and suddenly realized that because of the sudden change of the master, the maids of the former master were worried and had no sense of security in the future.
Slightly nodded, did not refuse Mei Jian's good intentions, song Qingshu also want to let a few women settle down, do not want them to think about what happened.
Seeing the host's promise, Mei Jian's face flashed a trace of bright red and exultation. She stepped forward carefully. As soon as her fingers touched each other's skin, she was startled: "are men so hot?"
"What's the matter?" Song Qingshu wondered why she stopped there as if she had been punctured. He thought that something had gone wrong with her practice.
"No... nothing." Mei Jian's face turned red. She quickly gathered her mind and gently pinched her shoulders for him.
Song Qingshu can't help but breathe when he feels the slender fingers of a young girl. These aristocrats in ancient times are really addicted to money. No wonder so many modern people dream of dressing up as a dandy in ancient times and having a pretty maid to serve them. It's really a good feeling. Besides, he has four such pretty maids.
After more than half an hour in this way, song Qingshu couldn't enjoy it. He just noticed Mei Jian's scattered breathing. Knowing that she had pressed Mei Jian for such a long time, she was afraid that her arm was already numb, so he said with a smile, "OK, I'm almost done. Thank you."
Mei Jian said in a hurry, "it's the duty of the maid to serve the master. The master must not kill the maid."
Song Qingshu was secretly worried. A few years ago, he still missed the original world, but now the world is so beautiful, I don't want to go back.
At this time, two girls came into the screen, but they were bamboo swords and chrysanthemum swords. They said with a smile, "our sisters serve the master to change clothes." Then he picked up a set of light cyan underwear from the tray and put it next to the screen.
Song Qingshu a black line: "underwear these I changed." Although he enjoyed the service of several little girls, he couldn't change for a while.
"Yes, master." A few girls owe to lean, mouth slightly up, rarely see the host so embarrassed, a time snicker unceasingly.
When song Qingshu changed his clothes and went out, he suddenly thought of something and asked, "where's LAN Jian?"
"Back to the master, LAN Jian is warming the bed for the master." Several girls replied.
"Warm the bed?" Song Qingshu is a fool. Although he has a high status now, in the Golden Snake camp, everyone works hard, so he can't do anything special; During Yirong's reign as emperor, the royal family did not have such a rule of warming the bed, so he had never experienced this service before, and he did not expect to see it in lingjiu palace instead.
Unknowingly, she came to the window, and a pretty girl came out of the quilt. She was wearing only the intimate profanity clothes, revealing the girl's unique milky white and crystal clear skin.
"Master, the bed is warm. Please go to bed." LAN Jianying bowed down and her skin trembled in the cold air.
Song Qingshu frowned slightly, reached out and sucked a blanket across the air and put it on her: "don't be cold."
"Thank you for your concern." LAN Jian said happily.
"I don't have to do such a thing in the future. I'm proficient in martial arts, and I've long been free from cold and heat." Song Qingshu said that he was not used to such a way of life.
"Yes ~" Lan Jian's expression of joy was dim. Although he didn't shed tears, it made people feel unbearable.
Bamboo sword could not help sighing: "our sisters are really useless people..."
Song Qingshu had a big head for a while: "OK, OK, you'll take turns to warm the bed in the future. It's all right."
Several maids suddenly turned from worry to joy: "thank you, master!"
Song Qingshu was stunned, and gradually reflected that he seemed to be in the routine of these girls, but he seemed to be looking forward to such things in his heart, so he knew it was the routine and couldn't help jumping in.
When he got under the quilt, song Qingshu smelled the fragrance of a girl who was like orchid, orchid and musk deer. He thought that the sword of orchid and Gladiolus was just like its name. I don't know if the other sisters also had the smell corresponding to its name. Maybe it was because of this that Tianshan TongLao named several people like this.
Song Qingshu suddenly realized something and looked at the women standing on one side: "Why are you still standing here?"
Hearing what he said, the girls turned red one after another and exchanged their eyes. At last, Mei Jian summoned up the courage and said, "I don't know who the master wants to call tonight?"
"Who are you going to call... To bed?" How does song Qingshu feel that his brain circuits can't keep up with each other.
Seeing his appearance, Ju Jian thought that he was tangled. She could not help but added in a low voice: "in fact, the master can call us four together, just for fear that it would hurt the master's body too much..." when she finished this sentence, the faces of the girls around her became more and more red, but no one said anything to refute it. Obviously, she acquiesced in all this.
Song Qing Shu as like as two peas and four girls, almost without the nose bleed. They think of their mother and their fellow countrymen. Some bold images appear in their minds. Rao is his heart and mind.
"Nonsense, what do you think of your master as?" Song Qingshu managed to keep his breath steady.
The bamboo sword blinked his big eyes: "you are our master. Isn't it natural for us to serve our master and make him happy?"
Song Qingshu felt that her blood was almost boiling again when she finally calmed down. These little girls clearly said the most attractive words, but they looked so pure, as if they were talking about something normal. This kind of strong contrast is really unbearable.
"All right, all right, just do your job well. I don't need you to sleep. I've been sticking to lingjiu palace all this time. You must have never had a good rest. Go to bed quickly. This is the order!" Song Qingshu waved his hand for fear that if he hesitated a little, he could not help changing his mind.
Seeing that he was in such a situation, the girls had to leave. After leaving the room, they could not help whispering:
"Isn't it said that the master is always romantic and has many confidants around him?"
"Yes, some people say that the master has no daughter every day, but I think the master is a gentleman."
"Can it be that the host is used to seeing the beauty of heaven? Our beauty is too common for the master's eyes."
"Shh, keep your voice down. Master is good at martial arts. Be careful that he will listen to you."
……
Song Qingshu in the inner room has a strange look. He thinks these girls are really small and big, and he doesn't know what thoughts the mother has instilled into them all day long.
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Only a few girls know the weight, although the hearts of ripples have, but also dare not have the slightest action out of the ordinary, all dedicated to their own work.
Song Qingshu is immersed in the warm water, and suddenly feels that the whole person is relaxed. Even the day's dust seems to have been swept away by the warm water.
"Handmaid, pinch your master's shoulder?" Mei Jian's gentle voice came from behind.
Song Qingshu's first reaction was to refuse. However, she noticed her worried look and suddenly realized that because of the sudden change of the master, the maids of the former master were worried and had no sense of security in the future.
Slightly nodded, did not refuse Mei Jian's good intentions, song Qingshu also want to let a few women settle down, do not want them to think about what happened.
Seeing the host's promise, Mei Jian's face flashed a trace of bright red and exultation. She stepped forward carefully. As soon as her fingers touched each other's skin, she was startled: "are men so hot?"
"What's the matter?" Song Qingshu wondered why she stopped there as if she had been punctured. He thought that something had gone wrong with her practice.
"No... nothing." Mei Jian's face turned red. She quickly gathered her mind and gently pinched her shoulders for him.
Song Qingshu can't help but breathe when he feels the slender fingers of a young girl. These aristocrats in ancient times are really addicted to money. No wonder so many modern people dream of dressing up as a dandy in ancient times and having a pretty maid to serve them. It's really a good feeling. Besides, he has four such pretty maids.
After more than half an hour in this way, song Qingshu couldn't enjoy it. He just noticed Mei Jian's scattered breathing. Knowing that she had pressed Mei Jian for such a long time, she was afraid that her arm was already numb, so he said with a smile, "OK, I'm almost done. Thank you."
Mei Jian said in a hurry, "it's the duty of the maid to serve the master. The master must not kill the maid."
Song Qingshu was secretly worried. A few years ago, he still missed the original world, but now the world is so beautiful, I don't want to go back.
At this time, two girls came into the screen, but they were bamboo swords and chrysanthemum swords. They said with a smile, "our sisters serve the master to change clothes." Then he picked up a set of light cyan underwear from the tray and put it next to the screen.
Song Qingshu a black line: "underwear these I changed." Although he enjoyed the service of several little girls, he couldn't change for a while.
"Yes, master." A few girls owe to lean, mouth slightly up, rarely see the host so embarrassed, a time snicker unceasingly.
When song Qingshu changed his clothes and went out, he suddenly thought of something and asked, "where's LAN Jian?"
"Back to the master, LAN Jian is warming the bed for the master." Several girls replied.
"Warm the bed?" Song Qingshu is a fool. Although he has a high status now, in the Golden Snake camp, everyone works hard, so he can't do anything special; During Yirong's reign as emperor, the royal family did not have such a rule of warming the bed, so he had never experienced this service before, and he did not expect to see it in lingjiu palace instead.
Unknowingly, she came to the window, and a pretty girl came out of the quilt. She was wearing only the intimate profanity clothes, revealing the girl's unique milky white and crystal clear skin.
"Master, the bed is warm. Please go to bed." LAN Jianying bowed down and her skin trembled in the cold air.
Song Qingshu frowned slightly, reached out and sucked a blanket across the air and put it on her: "don't be cold."
"Thank you for your concern." LAN Jian said happily.
"I don't have to do such a thing in the future. I'm proficient in martial arts, and I've long been free from cold and heat." Song Qingshu said that he was not used to such a way of life.
"Yes ~" Lan Jian's expression of joy was dim. Although he didn't shed tears, it made people feel unbearable.
Bamboo sword could not help sighing: "our sisters are really useless people..."
Song Qingshu had a big head for a while: "OK, OK, you'll take turns to warm the bed in the future. It's all right."
Several maids suddenly turned from worry to joy: "thank you, master!"
Song Qingshu was stunned, and gradually reflected that he seemed to be in the routine of these girls, but he seemed to be looking forward to such things in his heart, so he knew it was the routine and couldn't help jumping in.
When he got under the quilt, song Qingshu smelled the fragrance of a girl who was like orchid, orchid and musk deer. He thought that the sword of orchid and Gladiolus was just like its name. I don't know if the other sisters also had the smell corresponding to its name. Maybe it was because of this that Tianshan TongLao named several people like this.
Song Qingshu suddenly realized something and looked at the women standing on one side: "Why are you still standing here?"
Hearing what he said, the girls turned red one after another and exchanged their eyes. At last, Mei Jian summoned up the courage and said, "I don't know who the master wants to call tonight?"
"Who are you going to call... To bed?" How does song Qingshu feel that his brain circuits can't keep up with each other.
Seeing his appearance, Ju Jian thought that he was tangled. She could not help but added in a low voice: "in fact, the master can call us four together, just for fear that it would hurt the master's body too much..." when she finished this sentence, the faces of the girls around her became more and more red, but no one said anything to refute it. Obviously, she acquiesced in all this.
Song Qing Shu as like as two peas and four girls, almost without the nose bleed. They think of their mother and their fellow countrymen. Some bold images appear in their minds. Rao is his heart and mind.
"Nonsense, what do you think of your master as?" Song Qingshu managed to keep his breath steady.
The bamboo sword blinked his big eyes: "you are our master. Isn't it natural for us to serve our master and make him happy?"
Song Qingshu felt that her blood was almost boiling again when she finally calmed down. These little girls clearly said the most attractive words, but they looked so pure, as if they were talking about something normal. This kind of strong contrast is really unbearable.
"All right, all right, just do your job well. I don't need you to sleep. I've been sticking to lingjiu palace all this time. You must have never had a good rest. Go to bed quickly. This is the order!" Song Qingshu waved his hand for fear that if he hesitated a little, he could not help changing his mind.
Seeing that he was in such a situation, the girls had to leave. After leaving the room, they could not help whispering:
"Isn't it said that the master is always romantic and has many confidants around him?"
"Yes, some people say that the master has no daughter every day, but I think the master is a gentleman."
"Can it be that the host is used to seeing the beauty of heaven? Our beauty is too common for the master's eyes."
"Shh, keep your voice down. Master is good at martial arts. Be careful that he will listen to you."
……
Song Qingshu in the inner room has a strange look. He thinks these girls are really small and big, and he doesn't know what thoughts the mother has instilled into them all day long.
Only a few girls know the weight, although the hearts of ripples have, but also dare not have the slightest action out of the ordinary, all dedicated to their own work.Song Qingshu is immersed in the warm water, and suddenly feels that the whole person is relaxed. Even the day's dust seems to have been swept away by the warm water."Handmaid, pinch your master's shoulder?" Mei Jian's gentle voice came from behind.Song Qingshu's first reaction was to refuse. However, she noticed her worried look and suddenly realized that because of the sudden change of the master, the maids of the former master were worried and had no sense of security in the future.Slightly nodded, did not refuse Mei Jian's good intentions, song Qingshu also want to let a few women settle down, do not want them to think about what happened.Seeing the host's promise, Mei Jian's face flashed a trace of bright red and exultation. She stepped forward carefully. As soon as her fingers touched each other's skin, she was startled: "are men so hot?""What's the matter?" Song Qingshu wondered why she stopped there as if she had been punctured. He thought that something had gone wrong with her practice."No... nothing." Mei Jian's face turned red. She quickly gathered her mind and gently pinched her shoulders for him.Song Qingshu can't help but breathe when he feels the slender fingers of a young girl. These aristocrats in ancient times are really addicted to money. No wonder so many modern people dream of dressing up as a dandy in ancient times and having a pretty maid to serve them. It's really a good feeling. Besides, he has four such pretty maids.After more than half an hour in this way, song Qingshu couldn't enjoy it. He just noticed Mei Jian's scattered breathing. Knowing that she had pressed Mei Jian for such a long time, she was afraid that her arm was already numb, so he said with a smile, "OK, I'm almost done. Thank you."Mei Jian said in a hurry, "it's the duty of the maid to serve the master. The master must not kill the maid."Song Qingshu was secretly worried. A few years ago, he still missed the original world, but now the world is so beautiful, I don't want to go back.At this time, two girls came into the screen, but they were bamboo swords and chrysanthemum swords. They said with a smile, "our sisters serve the master to change clothes." Then he picked up a set of light cyan underwear from the tray and put it next to the screen.Song Qingshu a black line: "underwear these I changed." Although he enjoyed the service of several little girls, he couldn't change for a while."Yes, master." A few girls owe to lean, mouth slightly up, rarely see the host so embarrassed, a time snicker unceasingly.When song Qingshu changed his clothes and went out, he suddenly thought of something and asked, "where's LAN Jian?""Back to the master, LAN Jian is warming the bed for the master." Several girls replied."Warm the bed?" Song Qingshu is a fool. Although he has a high status now, in the Golden Snake camp, everyone works hard, so he can't do anything special; During Yirong's reign as emperor, the royal family did not have such a rule of warming the bed, so he had never experienced this service before, and he did not expect to see it in lingjiu palace instead.Unknowingly, she came to the window, and a pretty girl came out of the quilt. She was wearing only the intimate profanity clothes, revealing the girl's unique milky white and crystal clear skin."Master, the bed is warm. Please go to bed." LAN Jianying bowed down and her skin trembled in the cold air.Song Qingshu frowned slightly, reached out and sucked a blanket across the air and put it on her: "don't be cold.""Thank you for your concern." LAN Jian said happily."I don't have to do such a thing in the future. I'm proficient in martial arts, and I've long been free from cold and heat." Song Qingshu said that he was not used to such a way of life."Yes ~" Lan Jian's expression of joy was dim. Although he didn't shed tears, it made people feel unbearable.Bamboo sword could not help sighing: "our sisters are really useless people..."Song Qingshu had a big head for a while: "OK, OK, you'll take turns to warm the bed in the future. It's all right."Several maids suddenly turned from worry to joy: "thank you, master!"Song Qingshu was stunned, and gradually reflected that he seemed to be in the routine of these girls, but he seemed to be looking forward to such things in his heart, so he knew it was the routine and couldn't help jumping in.When he got under the quilt, song Qingshu smelled the fragrance of a girl who was like orchid, orchid and musk deer. He thought that the sword of orchid and Gladiolus was just like its name. I don't know if the other sisters also had the smell corresponding to its name. Maybe it was because of this that Tianshan TongLao named several people like this.Song Qingshu suddenly realized something and looked at the women standing on one side: "Why are you still standing here?"Hearing what he said, the girls turned red one after another and exchanged their eyes. At last, Mei Jian summoned up the courage and said, "I don't know who the master wants to call tonight?""Who are you going to call... To bed?" How does song Qingshu feel that his brain circuits can't keep up with each other.Seeing his appearance, Ju Jian thought that he was tangled. She could not help but added in a low voice: "in fact, the master can call us four together, just for fear that it would hurt the master's body too much..." when she finished this sentence, the faces of the girls around her became more and more red, but no one said anything to refute it. Obviously, she acquiesced in all this.Song Qing Shu as like as two peas and four girls, almost without the nose bleed. They think of their mother and their fellow countrymen. Some bold images appear in their minds. Rao is his heart and mind."Nonsense, what do you think of your master as?" Song Qingshu managed to keep his breath steady.The bamboo sword blinked his big eyes: "you are our master. Isn't it natural for us to serve our master and make him happy?"Song Qingshu felt that her blood was almost boiling again when she finally calmed down. These little girls clearly said the most attractive words, but they looked so pure, as if they were talking about something normal. This kind of strong contrast is really unbearable."All right, all right, just do your job well. I don't need you to sleep. I've been sticking to lingjiu palace all this time. You must have never had a good rest. Go to bed quickly. This is the order!" Song Qingshu waved his hand for fear that if he hesitated a little, he could not help changing his mind.Seeing that he was in such a situation, the girls had to leave. After leaving the room, they could not help whispering:"Isn't it said that the master is always romantic and has many confidants around him?""Yes, some people say that the master has no daughter every day, but I think the master is a gentleman.""Can it be that the host is used to seeing the beauty of heaven? Our beauty is too common for the master's eyes.""Shh, keep your voice down. Master is good at martial arts. Be careful that he will listen to you."Song Qingshu in the inner room has a strange look. He thinks these girls are really small and big, and he doesn't know what thoughts the mother has instilled into them all day long.
