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Chapter 1191 Butterfly Boy 6
Lan Shuying felt that the master of the illusion was not with her.

It has already increased the difficulty for her, and after venting her anger, it's time to watch the performance of the other two participants.

……

She checks her watch.

Two fifteen in the morning.

If you want to meet the Lord before 02:30, then she still has 15 minutes.

She still remembered the way she came here, back to the basement, walked six flights along the spiral staircase, and there was a metal door in front of her.

The crisp notes of the music box came faintly from the door.

Looking through the metal door, the woman's back, and a perfectly shaped hand - she is twisting the thin handle of the music box, looking bored, as if waiting for her lover to come back.

A normal door should have a doorknob and lock, this one doesn't.The position of the door lock is only a raised circle engraved with a pattern resembling a thumbprint.

Lan Shuying thought about it, at first the sack she carried was on her left shoulder, and she was also fixed with her left hand, so...

She stamped it with the thumb of her right hand.

As she expected, the door began to pull open to one side, leaving a gap for her to pass alone.

She was amazed, from this fingerprint sensor door, she found that the background setting of this world is a bit interesting, it seems to be more modern than she imagined.

"You're late."

Listening to the sound of people, such a soft voice, should belong to a beauty with all kinds of charm.

When Madame Butterfly turned her face from the velvet armchair, her face was completely flawless under the lamp, she was simply a seductive fairy.

Lan Shuying couldn't help shaking her head.

The so-called jade-like skin, in fact, many people can achieve the clarity and luster of white jade, but few people can possess the kind of nobility imprinted in their bones.

Madame Butterfly is surprisingly suitable for this word.

"sorry, I……"

Lan Shuying lowered her shoulders slightly, opened her lips and teeth, and looked a little helpless, which was also the most harmless appearance of a person.

The young man stared blankly at the woman in the red dress with suspenders.

He had already spoken, but "he" seemed to be bewitched by Madame Butterfly, he just stared at her and forgot what he wanted to say.

This performance is more honest than words and completely pleases the other person.

Madame Butterfly walked up to her with a smile, tiptoed, and left a kiss on her side of the cheek, then looked directly into her eyes with aggressive eyes, and said in a friendly tone, "This is your punishment."

She blinked.

Madame Butterfly hooked her neck with a low smile, and touched the other half of her face lightly: "This is punishment for not talking well."

Lan Shuying now has two perspectives.

Facing Madame Butterfly's offensive, one blushed.

The other one was in the sky, and she watched the interaction of the two people below like a director, checking whether the leading actor was qualified.

The butler, thin and handsome, is deeply relied on.

According to the newly revised script of the master of illusion, he is obsessed with the woman in front of him and is willing to do any evil thing for her.Elegant and stable in front of outsiders, nervous and shy in front of the sweetheart, this contrast is very touching.

Lan Shuying also gradually discovered:
The more she behaved like a teenager, the happier this woman was, and she was very familiar with this kind of behavior. Obviously, the two of them usually get along like this in private.

Tsk, the butler is also a scheming man who knows how to do what he likes.

From this, Lan Shuying thought of the boy in the sack, and her mood was a bit complicated.

She almost thought that Madam Butterfly was waiting for her in the bedroom because she hadn't had enough fun and wanted to play on the housekeeper again.

However, the X-rated footage did not happen.

Mrs. Butterfly grabbed her shoulder and yawned, showing with actions: I am exhausted, you can retire.

Lan Shuying looked at the wall clock, it was 5 minutes before three o'clock in the morning.

She quite liked this decision. Of course, there was still a bit of reluctance on her face, and she finally began to make the bed sensiblely, arrange the pillows, and exit the room.

The woman cast a meaningful look and said:
"Tomorrow's dinner party doesn't have many guests, so it doesn't need to be too formal... If you're tired, let Xiao An handle it. He said it's too hard for you to take care of these things by yourself, and he hopes to help you share it."

Lan Shuying was stunned for a moment: Who is Xiao An?

She quickly searched and consolidated the existing clues and concluded:

Xiao An is the guest that Madam personally brought back, and in the eyes of outsiders—the new favorite.

Oh, I really have a new love and forget the old love.

Lan Shuying silently lit the wax for the housekeeper. As a qualified actor, her expression switched to surprise, panic, and unbearable sadness and disappointment. She took a deep breath and seemed to want to categorically object, and finally said Squeeze out a few words:
"I am not tired."

So, let me organize the banquet or something.

Madame Butterfly covered her mouth and smiled lightly: "Little vinegar bag, go to rest quickly, good night."

Lan Shuying raised the corner of her mouth instantly: "Good night!"

After closing the door, she rubbed her face.

Playing a qualified licking dog, she is really, really tired.

……

Mr. Butler is facing a difficult problem:
She doesn't know where her room is.

But it doesn't matter, she started to pick her pocket and found the key.

Lan Shuying opened her night-vision ghost pupils, listening to the sound of breathing that was getting closer, and pretended not to know that person was approaching her.

Before the boy suddenly turned on the wall lamp, she had already observed him clearly.

This is the legendary "Xiao An".

The pure white pajamas of excellent texture didn't fit well on the boy's overly slender figure.

Lan Shuying has a clear understanding, this attire will be an ironclad proof that the butler is neglecting the guests.

If Madam Butterfly saw Xin Huan looking for her like this, she would be overjoyed and wonder... Was he neglected here?Uncomfortable stay?

Strangely, the boy seemed to be aiming at her.

This guy is only 1.6 meters [-] tall, trying to hold his head up and look at her, like a delicate little peacock.

Did you deliberately go to the front of your rival to gain a sense of presence?
At such a misleading time?
Lan Shuying withdrew her gaze, read the words on the key, turned her head and walked towards the stairs.

The young man froze for a moment, then trotted to follow, until he reached the door of her room.

Lan Shuying unlocked and went in, stuck in the room before three o'clock in the morning, the second small task did not fail, she seemed to hear the master of illusion sighed.

"What's up?"

She squinted her eyes, cold and unreasonable.

The young man may have received a lot of cold treatment from her, and he is used to it. He snorted coldly and pulled up the collar of his pajamas to fan the wind, revealing the mark on the side of his neck: "Can I talk to you if I have nothing to do?"

The arrogance of the little peacock was particularly arrogant.

Lan Shuying pondered, as a housekeeper obsessed with his wife, what should she respond to the provocation of Xinhuan coming to the door in the middle of the night?

The rooms on both sides of the porch were opened, and the melon-eaters poked their heads out.

Her tone was cold, and she spoke clearly: "Don't do this, it's already late, please respect yourself."

(End of this chapter)