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Chapter 011 My hands are itchy now, the queen can bear it

In fact, she is his queen, and serving him is an ordinary thing. In addition, she was wrong first. No matter what happens in the future, she was indeed misunderstood him just now. And he was so angry that he was... and she also had half of her responsibility.

Su Wanrong pursed her lips and lowered her head silently. She took off her embroidered shoes, climbed to Yinmang's knees, and knelt there properly.

Yinmang then turned over and leaned half on the lead pillow. He glanced at Su Wanrong with his side, and then stretched his right leg over.

"Press it." He ordered so tepidly.

Su Wanrong subconsciously lowered her eyes to look.

The man was wearing only bed clothes and pants, so he naturally didn't wear shoes and socks. At this moment, his tight muscles caught his legs and came over, and his bare feet were directly placed on her kneeling thighs.

Su Wanrong's eyebrows were slightly frowned.

She loves cleanliness the most. Her big feet are big and ugly, and it is the dirtiest place on a man's body. She usually feels disgusted with her even looking at them. Even if the person next to her bed every night asked her to knead him with her own hands... Su Wanrong's heart was really difficult to overcome for a while.

Fortunately, the man had just taken a shower, and although his big feet were ugly, they had no strange smell. Su Wanrong felt a little relieved.

At this time, I looked closely and saw that as the man described just now, there was indeed a three-inch scar on the place where the ankles connected to the calf and the hair gradually began to flourish. It should have been healing for some time, and the wound had slowly scabbed and was very dark in color, like a hideous and twisted centipede entrenched there.

Although Su Wanrong is a woman, she also knows the bloody storm on the battlefield, which is full of dangers.

I think she has never suffered any pain in this life. On weekdays, she can embroider some small pieces of brocade and handkerchief. If the silver needle accidentally picks the tender flesh on her fingertips, it will make her feel trembling all over. It is like a scar on a man's legs, so deep and long, how painful it will be when it is cut open by a sharp sword?

Even though he had confirmed that the man was not seriously injured, he felt a little reluctant when he thought about this, so he really put his hand on carefully, avoided the position of his wound, and gently pressed it for him.

Yinmang didn't really want her to pinch his feet. It was just that she saw that she was used to despising his feet and was unwilling to touch them, so she deliberately scared her. Unexpectedly, she was so obedient that she asked her to pinch her, and she really started pinching her.

Her hands were soft, tender, smooth, and boneless. It didn't seem like they were kneading him? They felt that they were not strong enough to scratch it. But he was indeed a little itchy when she pinched it, and his heart was itchy. He wanted to catch her little hands and press her on the couch, making her cry and unable to get off the ground.

But when she thought of the unscrupulous words she said just now, she let her go, and she felt unhappy and punished her hard, but couldn't do anything. At this moment, she saw the little girl kneeling on the corner of the couch, with her pink neck hanging down, and hard rubbing her feet, Yinmang suddenly had an idea.

As for Su Wanrong, she was working hard to help him press his legs and feet. The man's muscles were solid, and even his calves were hard and hard. It was covered with curly, thick and hard hair. Not to mention that it was not beautiful, it made her palms hurt.

She was busy with her work attentively, and knew that the man was angry and did not expect him to speak. Unexpectedly, she was thinking so, and he caught her wrist.

Su Wanrong raised her eyes in surprise.

Yinmang looked expressionless and raised her directly to the front like a chicken, asking her to lie on his thighs in a kneeling position.

Su Wanrong Shang didn't have time to ask why he wanted to make her into such a strange position, and he noticed that his silk stockings were being pulled away. The man's thick fingers with thick calluses scratched the extremely delicate heart of his feet twice.

Su Wanrong's whole body shook.

No one treated her like this before, and Su Wanrong didn't even know that she was so ticklish. At this time, she was caught off guard by him and she instinctively wanted to laugh, but the situation was wrong, so she held it back.

"You, what are you doing?"

I tried to hold my body up, but found that the man pressed his other hand against her waist and hips. She was like a shrimp nailed to the chopping board, and she couldn't move at all.

"Didn't my queen claim to be virtuous and kind, and understand me the most? I'm itchy now. The queen will hold it hard for me for the sake of me." Yinmang leaned into her ear and said in a deep voice.

Su Wanrong bit her lip and gradually stopped struggling.

Yinmang narrowed his eyes and kept paying attention to her reaction.

When scratching the first stroke, the little girl bit her lips tightly and forced herself to hold it back. When scratching the second stroke, the thin white fingertips clenched the bright yellow bedding. The third stroke, the fourth stroke... The little girl gradually couldn't help it. Her jade-white face was red and a layer of sweat oozed out of her forehead. There was a low muffled groan, gradually overflowing from her pink lips bit by bit, intermittently. It was suppressed and hard to suppress, delicate and gentle, and it was the most familiar pleasant melody between the bed tents every night.

My heart suddenly became hot. When I scratched the soles of her feet, the movements on her hands began to feel a little uncomfortable.

"Did you know you're wrong, huh?" His voice became hoarse. Yinmang narrowed his black eyes and increased the strength in his hand like punishment.

Su Wanrong couldn't stand it anymore. Taking advantage of the man's relaxation in his words, she suddenly turned over and hugged his arm.

"I was negligent about what I just happened. But the person was chosen by the Empress Dowager himself. I thought you should have received the news in advance, but I didn't expect you to be unaware of it. I misunderstood you, but I did not intend to do so..."
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