The tea-type beauty went crazy, and the stunning male protagonist was seduced

Su Wanqing blinked her watery eyes, looked at Zhuo'er and Qiao'er, and said with a serious face: "Sisters, one is Qiao'er, and the other is Zhuo'er. Together, these should be clever words and flirtations. After all, they have nothing to do with my sister. None?"

Su Wanqing stretched out the index fingers of both hands, one clicked on Huo'er, the other clicked on Qiao'er, and placed the two index fingers side by side.

After hearing what she said, Zhuo'er blinked and was stunned for a while, then suddenly couldn't help but agree, "Hey, you are so literate with your little hooves!"

Qiao'er, who was next to Zhuo'er, couldn't help but secretly roll her eyes at her. Zhuo'er only became their boss because she was the strongest among them. But in Qiao'er's view, she was as stupid as a pig. Even she Not even a single finger can match it.

Qiao'er gritted her teeth, looked at Zhuo'er again and said earnestly: "Sister Zhuo'er! You can't understand the seriousness of the matter! The key point is that the second young master treats us as nothing!"

Zhuo'er seemed to have been suddenly opened up to Ren and Du's second channel, and shouted in a rough voice, "Yes!!! Sisters! Let's take action! We can't bear it anymore! Shit can be swallowed raw, but not cooked... Give it to me... …”

When Zhuo'er said this, Qiao'er pondered for a while before he understood what she said. He quickly touched her arm to prevent her from being embarrassed, "Sister Zhuo'er, yes... it's tolerable, but who can't be tolerated..."

But Zhuo'er waved her hand and said nonchalantly: "It's almost the same as what I made up! Qiao'er, don't be so confused! The point now is that we have to teach this little hoof a lesson so that she won't do it again in the future. Dare you approach the second young master!"

"Yes, Sister Zhuo'er!"

The other maids responded in unison.

Then he rolled up his sleeves and was about to start a fight with Su Wanqing. Qiaoer secretly rolled his eyes at Zhuoer before rolling up his sleeves as well.

Su Wanqing huddled her shoulders and shivered, her little watery eyes blinked in fear. Their confidence suddenly rose and they felt that victory was in sight.

It's a pity that they were panting from exhaustion and didn't touch a hair of Su Wanqing's head.

Moreover, they didn't know that Su Wanqing had deliberately led them to a place.

That's... the cesspit behind the toilet.

Su Wanqing was beside the cesspit, looking at the panting Hen'er with a smile, her voice was as clear as a wind chime, and her tone was as gentle as cotton.

"Sister Zhuo'er, sister, I have a way to make the second young master stop treating you like nothing. Are you willing to try it?"

Zhuo'er's tired eyes suddenly lit up, and she asked energetically: "Seriously??!"

"It's absolutely true, sister~!"

Su Wanqing smiled softer.

However, Qiaoer felt a little creepy when she saw Su Wanqing smiling like this, and she unconsciously wanted to step back.

However, Su Wanqing did not give any of them a chance.

"Crack, click, click... bang!!!"

They all arrived in the cesspit, but the cesspit was not very deep, at least their shoulders and heads were exposed, enough for them to breathe and climb up.

Hen'er was so angry that she gritted her teeth, stretched out her fingers with trembling fingers and cursed: "Su Wanqing!! You bastard..."

However, before she could finish her words, a piece of shit fell into her mouth.

Zhuo'er looked angrily at the culprit Qiao'er, who was splashing in the feces at the side. He was so angry that he grabbed her hair and cursed angrily: "Qiao'er, you actually put the feces into my mouth?!"

However, the real culprit pretended to be innocent and said in surprise: "Ah~! Sisters! Why do you like bathing in the cesspit? It's really unique, so I won't disturb you sisters~!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Wanqing disappeared from their angry sight.

……

night. Jiang Yu held a pair of chopsticks from the restaurant in his mouth and twirled a flute in his hand, jumping up and down because he was so happy that Princess Sunset couldn't leave the palace.

suddenly.

The appearance of a smell made Jiang Yu's footsteps stop abruptly.

Zhuo'er, who deliberately dressed up neatly, straightened her clothes and walked over with shy steps without even having time to ask Su Wan to settle the account.

He said in a rough voice: "Second Young Master, you are finally back. I have been waiting here for you all day. Moreover, my menstrual period... has just passed. Uh-huh~"

Zhuo'er deliberately covered her mouth with her sleeves and smiled shyly.

Jiang Yu's eyes widened instantly, and the chopsticks in his mouth suddenly fell to the ground. He quickly pinched his nose with his hands, as if he had seen some savage beast.

"So...stinky!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Yu was so intoxicated that he ran away.

But Zhuo'er looked at Jiang Yu's back and was so excited that she was about to shed tears. She clapped her legs and shouted, "Oh my God! Those little hooves really didn't lie to me! The second young master really didn't treat me like nothing." Woo~!”

Zhuo'er was so excited that she almost cried.

Jiang Yu ran back to the bedroom. His head was still dizzy from the smell he just smelled. He turned around and sat down without looking at the bed carefully.

Su Wanqing lifted the quilt very gently, sat up from the bed, slowly raised his hand, his fingertips lightly touched his high ponytail, and then slid down Jiang Yu's back.

Su Wanqing had a faint smile on her lips and didn't speak in a hurry.

Jiang Yu seemed to feel something touching him behind his back, his eyes paused, and he murmured softly: "First there is shit, and then there are ghosts? Is it that after the great joy, it is destined to be catastrophic?"

Su Wanqing sneered. It was indeed the young master's nature and his ideas were so wild and unconstrained.

Su Wanqing's fingertips then slid to Jiang Yu's waist, then moved to the palm of his hand, and said softly: "The young master is finally back~"

"Which ghost?!"

Jiang Yu was so frightened that he jumped up suddenly. He calmed down and turned around when he heard the familiar voice. He was startled and was about to speak loudly.

However, his eyes unconsciously fell down and moved to the chest of Su Wanqing, who was wearing a layer of tulle, revealing the spring light.

The tips of his ears turned red, and he quickly looked away, his voice stammering like an ant.

"How come you...ran...to my young master's...bed?"

Su Wanqing curled her lips and said with some grievance: "Didn't the young master say that I want my servant to come and warm the young master's bed at night? I don't dare to delay. Well, this quilt is very hot, why don't the young master come up?"

Su Wanqing deliberately lifted the quilt from his legs and let Jiang Yu get into bed.

The hem of Su Wanqing's thin skirt reached the base of her legs, and her fair legs were crossed and stacked together, which made Jiang Yu's nose feel like burning up.

Although he often misses the brothel, has a lot of love, and even stays out at night, but it is all for revenge on his father, and it is just superficial, but he has never really touched any woman.

Jiang Huai had only a few years to live. His father wanted him to be a successful son, but he wanted to live without knowledge and skills and just wait to die.

What's going on? He used to hate this little maid because she was loved by Jiang Huai.

But at this moment, he actually felt that his throat was a little dry.