Hard to be a good wife

Tang Yue was brought to a small courtyard. When he was told that the entire courtyard belonged to him, Tang Yue suddenly felt a sense of superiority as a local tyrant.

He worked hard for more than ten years in modern times before he bought a small villa. He came here for more than a month and got a courtyard without doing anything. He may inherit the title and a large inheritance in the future. This is the era of fighting for fathers ah!

Pushing the door open, the first thing Tang Yue saw were four men and four women who greeted him, with curved backs and lowered heads, that was the most humble kneeling posture.

Tang Yue felt that the reason for his short life in his previous life was that he was kneeled down by others. Sometimes the family members of the patients were too emotional, and he couldn't hold it back.

He didn't expect that once he crossed over, he would have to continue to shorten his life even further.

Tang Yue coughed twice, "Get up." These four men and four women should be the ones Mrs. Huo mentioned.

When they stood up, Tang Yue's eyes swept over the four maids. Judging from the eyes he had accumulated when he was studying human anatomy, they were indeed beauties!Even wearing an ordinary sarong can hardly hide the uneven figure.

It's just that she is beautiful, she lacks temperament, more like a puppet being held by a string.

Tang Yue walked past them calmly, and after entering the house, he looked at the accommodation environment first, and instantly thought of a word: low-key luxury.

The furnishings in the room are very simple, a carved wooden bed, a set of round tables and chairs, a large wardrobe, and a wooden rocking chair near the window. A set of rough tea sets that can be put in a museum, a wooden rocking chair covered with a complete piece of tiger skin, and two copper lamp holders in the shape of cranes stand on both sides of the bed.

"Lang Jun, how about I wait for you to take a bath and change clothes first?"

Tang Yue hadn't taken a comfortable hot bath since he was reborn, so he nodded immediately and followed the beautiful maid to the bathroom.

The bathroom is in the room on the west side. A large wooden barrel filled with hot water is placed behind the screen. Tang Yue just put one hand on his belt when he was hugged from behind.

He screamed in fright, turned around and stared at him and asked, "What are you doing?"

The maid was also taken aback, knelt on the ground and replied in panic: "Slave...just want to change your lord's clothes."

Tang Yue waved his hands again and again, turned his face and said, "No, no, I'll do it myself, you guys go out."

Could these women be too horny?As soon as he entered the door, he took off his coat. At this time, he was only wearing a thin layer of gauze, which was tightly fitted to his body, revealing his uneven figure.

He's all undressed like this, are you sure it's just to help him take off his clothes?

After he finished speaking, the four women's bodies trembled, and they lay on the ground and sobbed softly and asked: "Mr. Lang, don't you like slaves to serve you?"

For maids like them, it is a lifetime blessing to be loved by the lord, but if the lord doesn't like them, they will be sold out at will.

"No, I'm just not used to it. From now on, I don't need you to wait on me when I take a bath. Let's all go out."

The maids probably also knew about his life experience, seeing his clear eyes without any desire, they had to grit their teeth and backed out.

Tang Yue quickly closed the door and put the latch on before he dared to take off his clothes and go into the water.

Outside the house, four maids were standing in the porch, and one of the younger ones couldn't help asking: "Three sisters, does your lord hate us?"

"Don't talk nonsense, if Madam asks a question, she will only answer that Mr. Lang is not used to being served personally."

"Here."

Tang Yue took a nice hot bath, then changed into new clothes, tossing and turning back and forth several times before he finally figured out how to wear the clothes.

After putting it on, Tang Yue didn't want to go out anymore. The light gray curly skirt looked like a skirt, the sleeves were too wide to get in the way, the belt was tightly tightened, and most importantly... the pants had no crotch! !ah!

Tang Yue pulled his clothes awkwardly for a long time, not getting used to it.

He didn't study fabrics, but the fabrics of the clothes prepared for him by the Hou Mansion were obviously several grades better than the ones he bought. They were soft and cool to wear, and would not cause skin pain from scratching every now and then.

Tying up his wet long hair, Tang Yue walked out in a clean suit.

The four maids hurriedly gathered around, squatted down to salute, and asked cautiously: "Mr. Sir, can I twist your hair for you?"

Tang Yue hesitated for a moment, then nodded, he really didn't have any experience with this long hair, it would be great if he could cut it off.