Miss cousin, she has ulterior motives 20

After lunch, Xihe asked the maids in the mansion and took Xiaomei to the street, accompanied by two guards.

The street was bustling with people, the shops on both sides were open, and the vendors were shouting. There were not many people in the teahouse. Due to the tough folk customs on the border, there were also women selling things. Unlike in the capital, people had to cover their faces when traveling.

She had a clear goal and took her maid to buy some clothes and ordered a dressing table.

Fu Yu's life was rough. There wasn't even a bronze mirror in the room. It was troublesome for her to get up and dress up.

Back in the mansion, Xihe summoned the maids and slaves and asked them to clean up the yard next to them, move the quilts and packages and move in with their belongings.

She was deeply aware of Fu Yu's bad temper, and was very afraid that the guy would do something to her on impulse.

"Girl, look at what else you need to buy, I will prepare it for you." The servant woman said with an attentive smile on her honest face.

The housekeeper came to greet her early this morning and asked her to treat this girl well. Can she not treat her well? The maid carefully looked at the little girl's color.

I couldn't help but feel sour in my heart.

The one from the capital is different. Look at those watery eyes, the red cherry mouth, and the skin is so tender that you can squeeze out water... The servant girl sighed in her heart, she originally wanted her own girl to warm the bed for him. , look at the appearance of this little master, how can her girl compare to him.

"No need, it's ready." Xihe said with a smile.

As she spoke, she yawned lazily and went out for a lap, which exhausted some of her energy and made her feel sleepy.

The servant girl was very eye-catching and quickly went down with two rough maids.

When I woke up, it was already dark outside the window.

Xihe felt a tightness in his chest, as if something heavy had been pressed down on him, and his face was wet, as a wild cat from nowhere was licking it randomly.

"Well, don't make trouble."

She frowned and pushed hard. The thing paused and its movements became more rough.

Xihe felt something was wrong and opened his eyes suddenly. He saw a big black head and a handsome face with a gloomy look. It was a wild cat. It was clearly a psychopath like Fu Yu.

"Are you born in the year of the dog?" Xihe suddenly laughed angrily when he touched his face in the mirror.

She was charming, with pink cheeks, and several teeth marks on her white and tender face. Even the collar of his clothes was torn open by him.

"Yeah, he's a dog."

He held Xihe's face, looked at the noodle plate and nibbled it off, like a dog with its master, without any clues.

Xihe felt like he was going to kiss her naked.

"Are you crazy?" Xihe panted and hit him.

Fu Yu stopped and sat up. Just when Xihe felt relieved, the man grabbed her with his long arm and directly lifted her up and went out.

Xihe: "???!!!"

Xihe: "What are you doing? Put me down!"

Without saying a word, Fu Yu kicked open the door and carried her through the small courtyard. Along the way, the slaves lowered their heads and dared not come out.

"Fu Yu!"

Xihe's head fell, feeling dizzy for a moment, and he couldn't even think of curse words.

"If you run again, I'll break your legs!"

With a 'dong' sound, he was thrown directly onto the big bed. Fu Yu stood down, with a dark face.

No matter how happy he was, he would come back to show his courtesy, but in the end, he would just run away, and his mood would not be much better.

"you!"

Xihe was furious. She got up dizzy and wanted to curse. Fu Yu pushed her and she fell back on the bed like a gourd.