Chapter 14 So Hungry, So Hungry

in the bedroom.

Nian Shiqian looked at the bright red bedding all over the bed, and clenched the luggage tow bar in her hand.

Thinking of what might happen tonight, she was so nervous that her palms sweated.

"Knock knock."

Opening the door, it was Uncle Liu, holding a neat stack of clothes in his hands.

After hesitating for a moment, Nian Shiqian reached out to take it, the clothes were still hot.

"Young Mistress, what other orders do you have?" Uncle Liu asked respectfully.

Shaking his head while thinking.

Uncle Liu smiled and said, "Just tell me if you need anything, don't be polite."

After finishing speaking, Uncle Liu was a little hesitant, but he still said: "Also, the young master called and said that he might not be coming back tonight, so you can go to bed early without waiting for him."

"Really?" Nian Shiqian was pleasantly surprised.

Uncle Liu looked at Nian Shiqian suspiciously, a little confused, and he was worried that if he told the news to the young mistress, the young mistress would be sad, after all, today was her wedding night, but... the young mistress seemed very happy.

Smiling embarrassingly, Nian Shiqian pretended to be sorry: "It's okay, work is more important, it's okay, Uncle Liu, you can go back and rest."

Uncle Liu nodded: "Okay, good night, Young Mistress."

Looking at the hastily closed door, Uncle Liu couldn't help but smile.

When he received a call from Zhou Tezhu in the afternoon, he thought that Zhou Tezhu was joking with him again. He didn't know it was true until he called the young master to confirm. Miss Ouyang's marriage brought Miss Ouyang back, but she didn't expect someone else.

Compared with the arrogant Miss Ouyang, he still prefers this simple and lovely young mistress.

Holding Feng Yiche's clothes, Nian Shiqian opened the closet door, and the moment she opened the door, the lights in the closet turned on, and she realized that this was not a closet but a cloakroom, and all suits were neatly hung in the closet .

Nian Shiqian put the clothes in his hand on an empty table, then found a hanger to support them skillfully and straightened them, and put them into the empty closet.

After my mother got sick, she took care of all the housework at home. She didn't think about it at first, but now she can do it at her fingertips, let alone tidying up clothes.

After putting away the last shirt, Nian Shiqian looked back at the pair of black underpants on the table.

After hesitating for a moment, Nian Shiqian squeezed the waistband of her trousers and lifted it up. The protruding front of the men's underwear made her face turn red instantly.

The scene she wanted to forget the most came to mind at this moment, Nian Shiqian took a deep breath, quickly opened the drawer of the closet and stuffed it in.

In the strange and quiet room, the sound of "gurgling" from time to time was particularly loud.

She was in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep, and during dinner, Uncle Liu was watching her eat at the dining table. Although she was hungry, she didn't dare to let go, and she didn't eat much all day, so she ate so little It's not enough at all, so now her stomach is screaming non-stop, and she can't sleep because she is hungry.

Finally, she couldn't take it anymore.

So hungry, really hungry!
Quietly opened the bedroom door, and listened to the movement while reading, but there was no sound outside.

Uncle Liu said that Feng Yiche likes to be quiet, so the servants in the family live in the servant's room at the back of the villa, and they should all be asleep at this time.

Even though she knew that she was the only one in the villa, she still tiptoed downstairs, tried to find the kitchen in a smear, bumped into a wall a few times, and finally touched the refrigerator door.

Opening the door, he glanced around the compartment while reading, a hungry cold light flickered in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)

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