Madam, don't do this!

Chapter 19 (Please vote)

Are you drunk?
Probably drunk.

However, living in the environment of the Duke's Mansion, Song Yan has long since developed the instinct to remain clear-headed at all times.

After reviewing it in his head and confirming that he had not said anything nonsense, he closed his eyes again and fell into a deep sleep.

The next day.

When Song Yan opened his eyes, it was already bright outside. A hot wind blew in from the window, and his body felt sticky. It was probably because he had been covered with a quilt. It was okay at night, but he still felt a little uncomfortable during the day.

After a night, I could still smell the strong smell of alcohol on his body.

As a son-in-law, according to the rules, he has to offer tea to the mistress on the second day.

However, when he moved a little, Song Yan felt as if a huge rock was thrown into the surface of a lake. The dull pain spread in his mind like ripples, and the strong feeling of swelling seemed to burst his skull.

The hangover was too intense.

Squeak.

The door was pushed open.

It's Gu Banxia.

Gu Banxia also changed her outfit today. The green long skirt exuded a sense of purity. The skirt was a bit tight, which made her figure look even more delicate.

Seeing Song Yan's appearance, Gu Banxia hurriedly fetched a basin of clean water and washed her face, finally feeling a little better.

"If you're tired, you can continue to rest." Gu Banxia said as she helped Song Yan change his clothes, "Madam said that you drank too much yesterday and need to rest well. Don't worry about the tea ceremony. The Luo family doesn't care about these red tapes."

Luo Yuheng really had nothing to say about his son-in-law, but that was normal. After all, Song Yan was the only one in the world who could cure tuberculosis. If anything happened to Song Yan, it would be a problem. Moreover, even though the Luo family was very rich, who could guarantee that other family members would not have any headaches or fevers?
The richer a family is, the more they value their lives. This is when the value of a miracle doctor is revealed.

The scenes of last night emerged in his mind intermittently, and his eyelashes trembled slightly, but Song Yan did not say much, just casually asked: "What time is it now?"

"It's past noon."

Sleep until noon?
A rumbling sound came from his stomach, reminding Song Yan that it was time to eat.

Gu Banxia naturally heard the noise as well and chuckled softly, "Master, what would you like to eat? I'll go prepare it."

When I was at the Song family, I basically had to eat coarse food all day long. Although I still have to be careful when I go to the Luo family, my material life has improved a little, so there shouldn't be any problems.

Speaking of which, although we had a banquet yesterday, we basically just toasted each other. After a round of toasts, the table was already empty. We didn't eat much and had no room left in our stomachs.

At this moment, Song Yan just wanted to eat something delicious.

"Roujiamo, uncle, I want to eat Roujiamo."

As he said this, Song Yan couldn't help but think of the roujiamo from his hometown in his previous life. The braised pork belly was chopped up and sandwiched between the roasted crispy dough, and then topped with a spoonful of the marinade. It was fragrant and rich when he took a bite.

Just thinking about it makes my mouth water.

I don’t know if there is roujiamo in this world. He doesn’t like green peppers, so don’t put them in.

"what?"

Song Yan, savoring the delicious roujiamo (Chinese roujiamo) in his mind, suddenly heard Gu Banxia exclaim, "Hmm?" He looked down and saw that the maid's pretty face had been flushed, a charming and alluring color. Her big eyes were twinkling, and her long eyelashes were trembling slightly, as if she was extremely shy. She didn't dare to look at Song Yan, and her cheeks were puffed up.

After a few breaths, she finally mustered up the courage, raised her delicate head, and gave Song Yan a charming look: "Sir, you are so indecent."

The delicate voice made Song Yan feel itchy.

Yesterday, it was as quiet as a beautiful figurine… a puppet;
Nowadays, there are all kinds of styles.

Song Yan suddenly became curious. Which side of him was the real Gu Banxia?

But why is it not serious?
Could it be some kind of luxury item? Too edible?
The dignified Luo family wouldn't be so shabby, right? "Sir, please sit down."

After letting Song Yan sit down again, Gu Banxia bit her lip lightly, took a deep breath, and slowly took off her long skirt from the neckline. The silk long skirt slid down her round shoulders, but because of the belt, it did not fall to the ground.

A vast expanse of white snow appeared before my eyes.

There was no bellyband, but instead a piece of white silk cloth, tightly wrapped around the chest, revealing indescribable marks.

Gudong.

Song Yan swallowed his saliva: "Banxia, ​​what are you doing..."

"It's all your request, son-in-law..." Gu Banxia snorted and slowly knelt down in front of Song Yan.

hiss.

Until this moment, Song Yan finally understood,

Gu Banxia’s thoughts are really too dirty. He really just wants to fill his stomach.

I have to admit that Gu Banxia's figure is just right for doing these things.

Look at the sweat dripping down her hair;
Only my deep love can move your heart!
……

At this moment, Song Yan also let out a long breath, and the blank in his mind disappeared. He just happened to see Gu Banxia pick up the pure white bra again, with a strange expression on her face: "Why are you wrapping it?"

Gu Banxia's cheeks flushed slightly. She felt a little embarrassed to be in such a state in front of her son-in-law, but she still replied, "It makes me uncomfortable when I walk around on weekdays."

Song Yan imagined that scene in his mind, and soon he felt the tip of his nose getting hot, just like those girls in sports competitions who were not wearing underwear, participated in the 400-meter long-distance race, and had great figures, and always attracted the most attention.

With a turn of his eyes, Song Yan turned around and pretended to look for something. When he turned around again, there was a piece of black cloth in his hand.

Gu Banxia looked doubtful. The fabric looked delicate, soft and high-end at first glance, but she had never seen such a material before.

The strangest thing is that the edges of the fabric are extremely thin and translucent, like black petals.

What is this?
Besides, what good could such a small piece of fabric do?

However, Gu Banxia lowered her head to look at her chest, then raised her eyes to look at the thing in Song Yan's hand. Her woman's instinct made her understand the purpose of this piece of cloth. Her fair little face suddenly turned red, her black eyes were almost filled with mist, and her cheeks bulged out like an angry pufferfish.

He glared at Song Yan angrily: "Sir, you are vulgar."

"My uncle, you don't want me to wear this kind of clothes, do you? I won't wear it even if you kill me. It's too embarrassing."

Can this thing really be considered clothing? It doesn't cover much, it can only be considered an alternative breast wrap, but it is much more embarrassing than a breast wrap. Just thinking about wearing this thing on herself makes Gu Banxia blush.

Wasn’t it said that the son-in-law had been imprisoned in the backyard of the Duke’s Mansion? Where on earth did he get these obscene things from?

Gu Banxia had already made up her mind. Even if her son-in-law asked her to, she would never wear such a thing. What did her son-in-law take her for? A prostitute in a brothel?

Song Yan just glanced at Gu Banxia silently, then said: "It can be prevented"

The next second, Gu Banxia, ​​who was not far away, trembled slightly, her eyes widened, and she bit her lower lip with her white teeth. She walked to Song Yan in three or two steps, looked at Song Yan fiercely, and snatched the bra away.

He immediately pushed Song Yan's shoulder and asked him to turn his back.

But this woman is really strange. She has just done something even more outrageous, but now she doesn't allow anyone to watch her. I really don't know what the shyness of women is.

By the way, will she wear it?
Thinking of this, Song Yan still turned his back to Gu Banxia's force. In front of him was the bed that had not been made yet, and the white silk cloth that was used to carry the purity of the bride.

The silk cloth was as clean as new, pure white as snow, and not stained with a single color.

Song Yan was stunned. Where did the bloodstains on the silk go?
The second chapter is here, I have been deleting and revising it till now,
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