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Chapter 882 Master and Servant(2/2)

Go ahead and go. The more you want to save face, the more money you will make by hugging Qin. Your dog's agreement has nothing to do with me. I am a newcomer, hehe.

Seeing that Zhao Changhe still looked a little troubled, he sat Qin in his arms, bit his ear and said, "It's very simple for me to solve this problem..."

"Ah?" Zhao Changhe asked curiously: "I feel that they are all very angry... Some of them are not so angry, and they can't let go for the sake of face. They feel that this matter is very difficult to handle."

"What's the problem?" Baoqin whispered, "I just favored Baoqin in front of them, and within two days they couldn't stand it anymore..."

It is indeed the standard answer.

In fact, Zhao Changhe knows that no matter who you go to, you can break the situation by being shameless. The most difficult part in this matter is not whether you can put down your face, but who you go to. No matter who you go to to coax, others will only be angry, and no one will be humiliated by you.

After driving for thirty years, you go to coax her? I am not as good as her in your heart, right?

So no one could go.

On the contrary, Baoqin is the only place where there is no question of who to coax. Of course, it can only be done here, and no one has anything to say.

"Okay..." Baoqin kissed the man's neck gently and whispered: "Even if I don't solve their problems... Baoqin still hopes that I will pamper you more..."

Zhao Changhe hugged him, lowered his head and kissed her.

Not long after, under the stars and moon, the faint and unsuppressed sound of holding a piano could be heard from the cabin next to the waterside pavilion. In the waterside pavilion, Tang Wanzhuang was nestled on the bed with a thin quilt, turning around and almost getting angry.

Disease relapses.

The stinky girl stole my man right in front of her without even lowering her voice.

If I had known that I would have run away before anyone else came in the afternoon... When everyone was there until the evening, I couldn't bear to lose face and refused him. What now?

Others can't hear what's going on here unless they deliberately open their consciousness. I'm so close and can hear it even if I cover my ears. It's simply torture.

Damn girl, just wait for me!

Hey... you are such a good girl, why are you begging for mercy? Tang Wanzhuang pricked up her ears.

"Master..." Baoqin was panting: "Isn't Baoqin useless..."

Tang Wanzhuang: "..."

Holding Qin and acting coquettishly: "Actually, holding Qin is not that useless, mainly because this bed is a bit small... Should we change places?"

Zhao Changhe asked: "Where?"

"By the waterside pavilion, Miss's bed is so sweet and soft..." Baoqin said: "Anyway, Miss just can't be intimate with my uncle for fear of being laughed at, but it's not that I can't borrow the bed. Miss is so kind to me.

You won’t be so stingy.”

Tang Wanzhuang: "?"

"May I?"

"Maybe the young ladies are already asleep, let's go secretly..."

Tang Wanzhuang's eyes flashed. Zhao Changhe had already appeared beside Baoqin, with two white bodies entwining and kissing beside him.

Tang Wanzhuang was angry and funny. She knew that Baoqin was deliberately creating opportunities for the young lady, and Zhao Changhe was also trying to push things along. For Prime Minister Tang, who even wanted to sneak some food in the afternoon, of course he was not angry at all, and he was not feeling unhappy at all.

itch?

It might be embarrassing for others, but this is Baoqin.

Serving him together with Baoqin was not only deeply ingrained in Baoqin's own heart, it was also a fact that Tang Wanzhuang had long recognized, and there was no sense of disobedience at all.

Tang Wanzhuang maintained her last dignity and did not kick the adulterer and adulteress out of bed. She pretended to be sleeping along the steps that she passed by while holding the piano, and turned sideways without looking inward. This was her last resistance.

The voice coming from beside her was so seductive that it made her feel numb in her heart. Tang Wanzhuang gritted her teeth. She really didn't expect that the pretty little maid she had seen growing up could be so virtuous in bed.

By the way, who disliked that big bear who could break the strings when playing the piano and refused to let herself be friends with him?

Their movements became wider and wider, and their hands had already rubbed against their backs, which were deliberately facing backwards, and then touched their buttocks.

Tang Wanzhuang tensed her body and gritted her teeth to pretend to be dead.

"Miss... help, save me..." The maid's murmur came to my ears: "I can't survive..."

Tang Wanzhuang: "..."

The movements behind him became more and more unscrupulous. Tang Wanzhuang's heart skipped a beat. The guy actually put Baoqin on her body...

How can I pretend to sleep like this?

Holding Qin and leaning over, Rulan's breath was right next to the ear where the young lady was lying on her side. Tang Wanzhuang finally couldn't help but gasp a little.

Lying on your side like this will make holding Qin very uncomfortable... Tang Wanzhuang thought drowsily and slowly lay down straight.

The little maid was pressed directly against him, and the master and servant looked at each other in confusion for a few breaths, their faces flushed. Holding Qin bit her lower lip, and murmured with some difficulty: "Miss... don't look..."

The next moment, it collapsed into a pile and was opened weakly.

The one covering him turned into Zhao Changhe.

"I..." Tang Wanzhuang avoided Zhao Changhe's kiss, tilted her head and said, "I did it to save Baoqin, not to be nice to you."

Before he could finish speaking, his mouth was blocked.

Tang Wanzhuang closed her eyes and responded obediently, showing that her body was far less tough than her mouth. The little maid rested next to her for a moment, then reluctantly stood up and stretched out her hand to untie the young lady's clothes.

Feeling the movement of holding the piano, Tang Wanzhuang felt a little dazed.

This strange and shameful scene seems to have happened a long time ago. Perhaps it should have happened thirty years ago and in countless dreams.

(End of chapter)
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