lord and beauty

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Mei Xiang stood on the spot and took a deep breath, the mean-looking maid took two steps forward and seemed to want to say something, but Mei Xiang shook her head lightly, she didn't know what to say between her lips, the maid stepped forward to mention the wood Bucket, walked out of the courtyard.

When had the thin maid ever seen such a posture, she stood there at a loss for a moment, looked at Mei Xiang nervously, then lowered her head, and buried her cheeks deeply, like a quail.

Mei Xiang didn't have the heart to make things difficult for a little maid, so she just asked her to bring a piece of cloth into the room to wipe the furniture and accessories in a low voice.The little maid immediately nodded and ran in like a gust of wind.

Tan Qiu rested her chin in one hand, smiling harmlessly to humans and animals, Mei Xiang looked angry and didn't move, as if Tan Qiu was born to oppose her, so she could only snort angrily, out of sight and out of mind, all the time Pulling the embroidered handkerchief left the courtyard.

As soon as Mei Xiang left, Tan Qiu suddenly felt that there were a lot fewer people in the courtyard. Tan Qiu didn't need to think about it to know that after Mei Xiang left, the maids and servants would also be busy looking for places to be lazy.

But there is one exception.

Tan Qiu thought a few times, got up and patted his clothes, stood outside the door, leaned against the door frame, looked at the thin figure busy scrubbing in the room, and said, "Go and rest too, I'll come here Just clean it up."

Hearing this, the servant girl felt a little embarrassed clutching the dirty rag in her hand, "But..."

"No, but, this is the master's bedroom. Girls are not allowed to enter casually. You can go to the study next door to clean it." Tan Qiu gave a reason casually, and the servant girl was skeptical. After thinking about it, Miss Mei just wanted to let her go. Looking at him a little bit, it must be a nobleman in the mansion, so I should follow along...

"Then, I'm going to the study." After saying that, the servant girl lowered her head and ran to the next room like a kicked out chick.

Tan Qiu was the only one left in the house.

The sun is warm, and it spills into the room through the window sills, like golden veils hanging down, the smoke dances, and drifts around aimlessly. There is a gentle breeze outside the window. Tan Qiu stretches her waist, walks to the bed, and jumps into the room like a cat. Between the soft and thick quilt, I rubbed comfortably a few times.

Jiang Beimu's quilt was still a wedding quilt with golden flowers on the red background, which looked soft and warm. Tan Qiu reached out and touched the golden flower embroidery a few times, and his thoughts wandered for a while.

Jiang Beimu still has the wedding quilt... is he missing his original wife?

Tan Qiu's fair cheeks were pressed against the quilt, and the red cotton on the quilt shone on his face, revealing a ray of clouds, the blue hair was scattered, and his five fingers were long and round, as delicate as jade carvings.

A few days ago, it wasn't this wedding quilt...

Tan Qiu unconsciously picked at the embroidery stitches with his fingertips. He didn't know what the scene of Jiang Beimu and his wife's wedding night was. The more Tan Qiu thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt, and there was a whimper in his throat, like a puppy being bullied whine.

No, I have to do it for you.

Tan Qiu raised his head suddenly, whether it was a general or a businessman, it was Jiang Beimu anyway, he was his established husband.

Thinking in this way, Tan Qiu rallied, clenched his fist and slammed the pillow twice, bared his canine teeth and said viciously to the air: "Wait for me, I have to make you docile."

When Tan Qiu thought of the scene where he would do whatever he wanted with Jiang Beimu in the future, he couldn't help but laugh in his heart. He stretched his body like a cat, stretched his arms forward to hold the pillow, put his cheek on it, and breathed For a while, he seemed to be able to vaguely smell the smell of Jiang Beimu's body, and immediately became even more excited, as if the object in his arms was Jiang Beimu.

Suddenly, Tan Qiu paused, and the back of his hand seemed to touch some paper, making a slight rustling sound.

Tan Qiu curiously moved the pillow away, only to see a book with no title beside his arm, the paper was wrinkled, this position should be placed under the pillow deliberately, and it seems that this book should also be read Pass.

Tan Qiu hugged the pillow with one hand, and flipped through the book with the other. There were only dozens of pages, not very thick, but very new, and one could still smell the fragrance of ink while flipping.

There is a bookcase in the bedroom, and the study is next to it. Why did Jiang Beimu stuff a book under the pillow.

Tan Qiu curiously turned the pages of the book. The first few pages were full of text, and it was not until the last few pages that there were a few illustrations.

The people in the painting are a man and a woman, they are embracing each other, and there is a rugged rockery beside them. Putting his head close to the woman's face, he seemed to be whispering something.

It looks like a script.Unexpectedly, Jiang Beimu still likes to read this kind of thing, Tan Qiuxin said, thinking of this, Tan Qiu couldn't help being a little excited, as if he had discovered another side of Jiang Beimu, his hand movements became more vigorous, and he read a few times at a glance. Page.

Turn to the next page, and you will see a page full of paintings.

Tan Qiu only took one look, and then his face flushed, his fingertips seemed to be on fire, he threw away the book, and buried his whole face in the pillow.

The full page of paintings are all erotic pictures of various poses and places.

Tan Qiu hugged Jiang Beimu's pillow, and the more he thought about it, the hotter his face became. It stands to reason that there is nothing wrong with looking at erotic pictures. After all, it is impossible for a grown man to say that he has no desires or desires.

But Tan Qiu only thought that Jiang Beimu might light up the lights at night, leaning against the bed alone and watching the erotic pictures... Then he thought of Jiang Beimu's neat and meticulous clothes, which were peaceful but always had a Tan Qiu couldn't have imagined that Jiang Beimu would look at such things.

Tan Qiu glanced at the pages of the book he had thrown in the corner quickly from the corner of his eyes, and was very shy about taking them back to read again. After all, he was still curious about what kind of stories would interest Jiang Beimu.

Suddenly there was a muffled sound from the next door, as if a heavy object fell to the ground, Tan Qiu paused, and suddenly remembered the little maid who was sent to clean the next door by herself, immediately put all the charming feelings behind her, and casually covered the place with a pillow book, got up and walked to the next door.

"What's the matter?" Tan Qiu entered the door, just in time to see the little girl sitting on the ground, rubbing her ankles with her hands, her face was pale, the moment she saw Tan Qiu, her pupils suddenly widened, she hurriedly got up and faced Tan Qiu, and she was about to kneel , "I'm clumsy, I'll clean up here right away."

Tan Qiu was not in a hurry to reply, but looked up at the wooden frame in front of the servant girl. The wooden frame was three meters high, and even he had to step on a stool to get things. How could such a little girl touch the most On the top, Tan Qiuxin is like a mirror.

"Did the thing on it fall off?"

The servant girl endured the pain and got up, bit her lips and said nothing, Tan Qiu waved her hand, and said casually: "Go and sweep the floor outside the courtyard, I'll take care of the study."

The other maids and servants had already run away to be lazy, and this little maid was here to sweep and clean the dust. Tan Qiu only felt that she was like a sheep that had been caught in a pack of wolves, just waiting to be caught by the pack of wolves. Rub the bullying.

It seems that the Jiang Mansion has to find a housekeeper, otherwise, these maids and servants always think that no one cares about them, they are too free, and they will form cliques to bully others at home. There are outsiders, and then Jiang Beimu will have to be involved to clean up the mess for them.

"Go outside. By the way, if you see Mei Xiang or the person who scolded you just now, just tell them that if they can't manage it well, then please invite a housekeeper who can manage it."

"If they ask you who said it, tell me it was me."

The servant girl's complexion was stunned, and she hadn't recovered yet.

On the other side, Tanqiu picked up the rag from the ground, put it on his hand and spun it around a few times, and saw that the maid hadn't left yet, knowing that she was timid, he smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, Jiang The master is the biggest in the house, but the master has to listen to me."