Qing Dynasty: Pampering The Queen

   Chapter 20 Topics

   The slender and white fingers are as cute as the roots of onion, soft and soft. His palm was just enough to hold, and it felt good to the touch, which made him feel better.

   Fourth Master's thin lips hooked, and he simply held Mu Jin's hand and walked into the room, "Let's go!"

   This little Gege really suits him everywhere! The fourth master is in a good mood.

  Leading the Fourth Master to sit down in the main seat, Mu Jin took the opportunity to take the opportunity to take his hand out of his palm while ordering the buckwheat to serve tea, secretly relieved.

   Who knew that Fourth Master raised his chin with a smile, motioned her to sit next to him, "Sit down and talk."

   Mu Jin was stunned for a moment, but after thinking about it, she still didn't refuse, Rourou replied "yes" and sat down next to him obediently.

   The two of them can’t just sit like this, it’s too embarrassing, I want to run away from embarrassment.

   Mu Jin pondered, he can't let the boss take the initiative to find a topic, he can only bite the bullet. Otherwise, if the boss is upset and never pays any attention to her in the future, then she will be miserable.

   She has no intention of competing for favor, but she is not so pedantic and arrogant as to be cold-faced. If the boss is dissatisfied with himself. That's just looking for death.

   What is safer? weather? What did you have for dinner? Does Fuchu have a good view?

   Who knows, before she can speak, the fourth master suddenly sniffed lightly, looked at her, and asked with a little smile in his voice: "What fragrance did you use? It smells very refreshing!"

  Mu Jin resisted the urge to retreat, blinked and said in amazement, "No, no scent is useless."

"Oh?"

   "Really not, the slaves dare not deceive the master."

   Bathing with spiritual spring water is clean, moisturizing, refreshing, and especially comfortable to relieve fatigue. Mu Jin has long been used to not using anything, not even rubbing the pancreas.

   She has already made up her mind, unless it is very, very necessary, it would be better to say something in front of this big boss, and lying in front of him is a no-brainer!

The fourth master saw that the little woman was in a hurry, her eyes widened, Wu Liuliuqing Lingling was exceptionally beautiful, her long and soft eyelashes blinked, she was as innocent as a deer, pitiful and cute, she couldn't help but tease her. , stretched out his long arms and embraced her with a haha ​​laugh: "Isn't it true? I'll hear it again."

Mu Jin was afraid of the ticklish, so he couldn't help giggling, laughing almost completely, while laughing, tilting his head to hide and shouting "No!", "No!" and so on. Unruly - how can you still care about the rules at this time? It's fine if you don't push hard and kick him away.

The girl's laughter was sweet and crisp, with an unconscious beauty, a slender neck, an unbelievably beautiful face, a snow-white face that was flushed from laughing too hard, and a pair of clear eyes. And the fresh, clean smell that came from her, like a spring in the mountains, all made the Fourth Master's heart move.

  Although the fourth master also knew that Qingquan had no smell, the smell on her body reminded him of Qingquan.

  The cleanest, clearest and sweetest springs are fascinating.

   The woman beside him was originally himself, he had no burden in his heart, and his heart immediately turned into action without hesitation, and he hugged her and walked towards the bedroom.

  Mu Jin: "" The actions of the ancients were too straightforward and scary!

  The buckwheat that just made the tea was brought in with both hands in a small tray: ""

  Stayed for only a moment, and the cute little buckwheat immediately smiled and beamed with adoring stars in his eyes: Grid is so amazing, so amazing!

   (end of this chapter)