After being stranded on a deserted island, they all plotted against me

He never thought that he would be called by this word one day.

"Well... it's Master..." Xiang Wanying whispered, "I've wanted to call you that for a long time..."

This is what she thinks.

After deciding that Zhang Liu would be her man in the future, Xiang Wanying really hoped that there would be a day when she could openly smile and call the man in front of her "young master".

Then they stayed in each other's arms and talked about various things.

For example, the eldest lady is a natural idiot, so young master, please take the initiative...

Today's maid work is so tiring. I feel like dying without the young master's company...

The maid recruited from outside doesn't want to work hard, but only wants to sleep with someone to get promoted. The young master must not fall into her trap!

Gradually, the young master became the old master, and then the head of the family.

And myself...

And became a mother of a child...

I want to have two children.

One is surnamed Xiang, the other surnamed Zhang...

Nothing else matters...

I hope everyone lives happily.

With a gentle smile on her lips, Xiang Wanying carefully wiped every inch of Zhang Liu's back.

Then, when she wanted to move her hand forward, she heard the sound of Anya treading water out of boredom.

With a little regret in her heart, Xiang Wanying put down the rag in her hand, and then she glided past Zhang Liu like a nimble mermaid.

With a slight exertion of force on her waist and abdomen, Xiang Wanying immersed herself in the pool.

After a long while, she suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Liu, who was already a little worried.

The two of them were very close to each other, and Xiang Wanying's soft part was almost rubbing against Zhang Liu's cheek.

Anya, who was sitting on the edge of the pool and stepping in the water, was dazed at the sight, and even her feet were no longer cold.

"Mmm... so comfortable..."

Xiang Wanying knew that Anya must be in a bad mood right now. In order not to make enemies, she ignored Zhang Liu who was subconsciously looking at her chest.

Instead, he pointed his head at Anya who was sitting next to the pool and looking at him and said, "Anya, after your special period is over, you must try the feeling of being soaked in water."

"Ah... okay... OK..." Anya nodded slightly awkwardly, then said, "I definitely will!"

She had just been wondering in her heart whether Xiang Wanying was deliberately seducing Zhang Liu.

As a result, the other party suddenly started talking to her about this caring topic with concern, which made Anya feel secretly apologetic.

"Speaking of which, Miss Anya..." Xiang Wanying changed the nickname she used from classmate to Miss.

This was also a deliberate trick she played. By changing the way she addressed him, she wanted the other person to feel that "we are becoming friends."

Under Anya's careful gaze, Xiang Wanying stood up and walked to her side, then held her already cold feet and whispered: "It's okay to keep your feet in cold water for a long time like this, but at this special time, your blood circulation will be blocked!"

As she spoke, the earnest concern in her eyes was not false.

As the head maid, Xiang Wanying naturally didn't learn only skills on how to please men.

Most of the maids who would concentrate on learning this kind of thing were hoping to seduce the master of the house by spreading their legs, getting pregnant, and then.

What she despised the most were these maids, who were simply corrupting morals!

Xiang Wanying is good at serving people.

To be more specific, it means caring about people.

Only when the maid can turn the service to the service object into real care, can it be considered "business success"

At this moment, she was really concerned about Anya, and was afraid that she would insist on soaking in cold water and develop some illness.

Even though she and the other party are currently in a competitive relationship for a man, Xiang Wanying does not want her opponent to get hurt.

Because if you do that, it will have an effect similar to the "self-torture stratagem", and your status in the man's heart will definitely plummet.

Anya didn't say anything, but lowered her head silently.

After soaking in cold water for so long, her feet were indeed a little cold.

But for Anya, Zhang Liu's back-scrubbing service has now ended.

It's soon going to be my turn to have my feet massaged.

It would be a shame to give up because of cold feet...

Just as she hesitated, Zhang Liu, who heard the conversation between the two, suddenly turned around.

He took Anya's feet out of the water, feeling the almost icy touch in his hands, and said with a slightly solemn expression: "Anya, your feet are so cold!"

"It's okay, turn around, I'll step on your back." Anya curled up her feet slightly in Zhang Liu's palm, and whispered, "If you move, you won't feel cold anymore..."

"It's so cold, and you're still stepping on my back!" Zhang Liu's tone was reproachful for the first time. He got up from the water and pulled Anya up from the edge of the pool. Then he said, "Let's go to the fire and warm up our bodies."

Feeling the coldness on Anya's arm, Zhang Liu, who had been a little distracted by Xiang Wanying's massage just now, now regretted it deeply.

Next to the two of them, Xiang Wanying stood in the water and looked at the solemn and regretful expression on Zhang Liu's face. She was extremely surprised.

Why does Zhang Liu show such concern for Anya?

and also……

Could it be that I have already triggered Anya's self-torture trick...

Thinking of this, Xiang Wanying quickly climbed out of the pool, and then followed Zhang Liu and Anya to the fire.

Chapter 313 The girl’s sweet dream was disturbed.

"Let me go, I can do it..."

Faced with Zhang Liu's forced dragging, Anya's expression and tone showed strong resistance.

But she leaned her body against the other person very obediently and let him take her to sit next to the fire.

And there was a smile on the corner of his mouth that could not be concealed.

Zhang Liu took back the red sportswear that Anya had taken off and placed on the ground and put it on her.

Covering the white body and black underwear exposed to the air.

"Anya..." Pulling Anya to sit next to the fire, Zhang Liu held her two little feet in his palms and rubbed them vigorously, speaking with a very distressed tone: "You are having your period now, how can your feet be so cold? What if there are sequelae?!"

Anya opened her mouth, wanting to continue to be stubborn, but then Zhang Liu comforted her with kind words.

But her mother's advice that "Tsundere girls are often losers, and female little brats will eventually be forced to sit down and not be treated as good women" suddenly emerged in her mind.

There was silence for a few seconds, and Anya remained silent.

Along with the special tingling and numbness coming from her ankles, her original slight pride began to gradually disappear.

Even her delicate nose wings had begun to twitch slightly, and now Anya had an expression that said "I feel a little refreshed, but I can hold it in."

However, this expression was not seen by Zhang Liu, who was massaging her feet.

After Xiang Wanying felt that something was wrong, she did not put on her maid skirt which required a slightly complicated procedure to put on, but hurriedly followed Zhang Liu and Anya.

There were still some water droplets on her body, and her underwear was completely soaked.

If I sit down, my white lace panties will definitely be covered with grass clippings and twigs on the ground.

After standing up, the scene was so fierce...

Although she is not a germaphobe, due to girls' natural love of cleanliness, Xiang Wanying chose to stand elegantly beside Zhang Liu without saying a word.

This also meant that Zhang Liu only needed to turn his head to see a certain secret place of hers...

Xiang Wanying certainly knew this, but she didn't care.

Because now she just hopes that Zhang Liu will not blame her for anything.

After all... the invitation to step on my back was made by myself.

So in Xiang Wanying's mind, if she wanted to settle the score later, she would definitely be responsible for about 30% of Anya's cold feet...

Under Zhang Liu's constant rubbing, Anya's originally cold little feet quickly warmed up.

Her feet had only been soaked in cold water, and the coolness brought by the night dew made them seem a little too cold.

It wasn't really chills.

On the contrary, Anya felt a little hot at this moment.

Because of the strange feeling that kept coming from the man's kneading of her feet, she slightly opened her rosy lips to breathe, and her whole body was trembling slightly. This trembling naturally stimulated her body to produce heat.

There is one thing Anya herself doesn't know, that is, her sensitive area is located on the slightly protruding round bone in the ankle area.

At this moment, this obviously protruding part is being "constantly and madly played with" by a boy.

In order to warm up quickly, how could Zhang Liu be gentle with women? He had already used his hand speed to turn wood to make fire.

Even the water on my feet was rubbed dry...

"No!" In the end, Anya took the initiative to pull her feet back. Then she weakly supported herself on the ground with her hands and panted, "My feet are hot, don't touch me!"

It wasn't just her feet that were hot, her whole body was burning from the inside out.

I'm just embarrassed to say it.

"That's good. I was worried that there might be something wrong with you, Anya."

Before Zhang Liu could speak, Xiang Wanying, who had been standing next to him, spoke quickly.

As soon as she opened her mouth, Zhang Liu's eyes were immediately drawn to her...

A few minutes later, her breathing stopped slightly. Anya, who was feeling the remaining charm of her body, also keenly noticed that the boy who was roasting fire in front of her was turning his head too frequently.

Following the other person's gaze, she noticed Xiang Wanying's dress and ambiguous posture.

Anya, who had been happy because of having her feet massaged, suddenly became unhappy.

Under normal circumstances, she wouldn't be so angry.

But in her opinion at this moment, Zhang Liu had just finished "playing" with her and was staring at other women's bodies.

This is... betrayal!

Even if the mother has said that she would agree to let the man go out to play, the other party must not do anything to "cheat" in front of her!

"Student…Zhang…Liu! Let me step on your back!"

After giving the other person's name word by word and explaining her services, Anya slowly stood up with murderous intent on her face.

She rushed to the junction of Zhang Liu and Xiang Wanying like a little tiger, blocking their view.

Then, in front of the other party's confused eyes, Anya kicked him directly on the arm, and she controlled the strength of the kick just right.

Although Zhang Liu did not feel much pain, he could not help but lie on his side on the ground.

He didn't know why, but he suddenly recalled all the beautiful scenes from his childhood to the present...

Young boys don’t know that this is a natural protection mechanism produced by the human body’s sixth sense when facing an “emergency situation”.

It is short for the “don’t let yourself suffer too much” function.

At this moment, Anya's movements behind Zhang Liu were extremely swift.

She took a deep breath, then bent her knees to gather strength, ready to jump up and kick hard.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Xiang Wanying quickly reached out and hugged Anya, who was about to jump up and trample the boy in front of her to half death.

Waking up from the inexplicable memories, Zhang Liu subconsciously rolled away from the campfire.

Then he felt a chill all over his body.

Did I almost die just now?

Zhang Liu turned his head to look at the petite girl who was held in Xiang Wanying's arms.

"Let me go! I'm going to crush him to death!" Anya struggled in the arms of the Xiang family's head maid. She felt two huge soft objects touching her from behind her head. She could no longer control the volume of her voice and thus successfully woke up all the sleeping girls.

“What are you doing…”