The Cultivation of Concubine

Chapter 133
Ruyi looked at Ajiao from top to bottom, seeing that Ajiao was small and hadn't fully grown.She was a little worried - how could such a delicate and small body withstand the torture of a big man like Shizi?But there is only such a close-fitting maid in the Shizi's room, and it is impossible to find someone to share it with.

Ruyi suddenly felt sympathetic, and her tone became a bit more concerned, and said, "You too. You should take care of your body on weekdays, and the girl's body is the most important thing." Right now, the son of the world is hot, but how long it can be hot is still a question. unknown.So, what you want for yourself is the most important thing.

Hearing Ruyi's concerned words, Ajiao nodded with a smile, and said, "Thank you, Aunt Ruyi, for your concern. This servant understands."

"Yeah." Ruyi said, "Then I'll leave first, you can be busy."

"Aunt Ruyi, go slowly." Ajiao stood at the door the whole time, waiting for Ruyi to go far away, and then closed the door.She came into the inner room with the tray, just in time to see that Shizi had finished bathing.When you get closer, you can still feel the wet water vapor on Shizi's body and the pleasant bamboo fragrance.

Ajiao carefully put down the tray, and said to Xiao Heng: "Aunt Ruyi came over just now, and she also sent the son a special trip to make up for his health. It is said that the wife of the Duke personally ordered it." She picked up the clean one and put it aside. Towel, wiped the hair of the man who just took a shower, and continued, "My son drank the wine before going to bed, maybe he can feel more comfortable."

As soon as Xiao Heng heard that the wine was sent by his mother, he guessed what it was.

He picked up the wine glass, put it up to his nose and sniffed it, the expression on his face was stiff, making it impossible to guess his mood at the moment.In fact, Xiao Heng's heart was full of mixed feelings. He glanced sideways at the little girl beside him, cleared his throat and asked, "Do you know what kind of wine this is?"

Ajiao shook her head and said truthfully: "I don't know. But it's always a good bar to make up your body."

Good wine.

The corners of Xiao Heng's mouth twitched, and he thought: It is indeed a good wine.But...if he drank this wine before going to bed, then he probably wouldn't have to sleep at night.He put the wine down gently, lowered his eyes slightly, and covered his thick eyelashes a little, like two delicate small fans, quietly, making people feel a little more intimate for a while.

"Won't the son drink?" Ajiao put down the towel in his hand, looked at the wine in the glass, and said, "After all, it is the wish of the Duke and Madam."

Xiao Heng raised his eyes and looked straight at her.

Ajiao was a little dazed by the look, and felt that she was talking too much, so she lowered her eyes quietly, and then continued to wait for this volatile man to brush his hair.

Xiao Heng looked at the cup on the table, thought for a while, and picked it up to drink in one gulp.

A Jiao couldn't help bending her lips when she saw it.

(End of this chapter)