slave seven seven

Chapter 30 Grandpa's Scar
I don't know if it's because of Meijiu, but the temperature on the little servant's body made him a little bit uncontrollable. He wanted to find something to say and pulled his hand away but her skirt had already been torn off. shirt.

Xia Houling bit her shoulder blade, "Which hand did you touch him?"

"..." Qiqi's eyes were full of bewildered confusion.

"At the birthday banquet, which hand did the emperor touch?" Xia Houling asked calmly.

"Right hand." Is it the flagon on the right hand?

Xia Houling slid one hand down her slender arm, her fingertips ignited a fire all the way, and finally moved to the tiger's mouth on her right hand, and pinched it down fiercely.

"Ah—" Qi Qi bit her lip in pain, twisted his sweat-soaked thin shirt and tore it off.

Then Xia Houling saw the little slave's dim eyes gradually regain clarity, looking at his shoulder in shock, with his mouth slightly open habitually.

There was an old wound on his shoulder extending to his back in large swaths, it was scorched and burned, and the burnt red skin stood out no matter how it looked on the smooth and white skin around him, it was so hideous.

Could it be that those beauties were frightened by the injury and ran away?
Like everyone else, she loathes this scar, loathing it to the point of fear.

Xia Houling, who was immersed in lust, quickly woke up, sat on the edge of the bed and stepped on the ground with bare feet, "Get lost!"

Qi Qi didn't understand why there was such a big contrast between his front and back, and he was stunned for a while, he was pulled by Xia Hou Ling and rolled onto the furry blanket, his clothes were messy, and he had a good time.

Qi Qi felt that she had entered a small dark room, she clearly knew that it was what trapped her, but she was still greedy and refused to go out.

Qiqi silently packed up her skirt and went outside, then stopped and hesitated for a moment before asking, "Master...why didn't you find Miss?"

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