The Great Immortal of the City

Chapter 351 Yi'er's Shyness

When Yi'er leaned over to make the bed quilt just now, she accidentally unbuttoned her jacket, revealing the black wipes underneath.
The sharp contrast with the black wipes makes people's eyes brighten.

Mo Huasong, who was already angry, couldn't take his eyes off seeing Yi'er's charming scene.

"Huh? Master." Seeing that Mo Huasong didn't answer her, Yi'er raised her head strangely, and saw Mo Huasong staring at her chest.

She lowered her head and saw her exposure, she exclaimed in shock, and hurriedly grabbed the collar with her small hands.

Yi'er didn't dare to stay on the bed anymore, and hurriedly ran down.

But because she was too nervous, when she stepped on the quilt, her right foot slipped and fell directly towards Mo Huasong.

"Ah." Yi'er was startled.

Mo Huasong hurriedly supported Yi'er, and she fell into his arms, especially the black and white place just now, which just leaned against his head.

At this moment, Mo Huasong was standing on the ground, and Yi'er was standing on the bed. The two leaned on each other like this, as ambiguous as they could be.

The peculiar fragrance unique to girls floated into Mo Huasong's nose, making him distracted.

Hot, a strong heat surged into Mo Huasong's head, making him almost unbearable.

"You, be careful." Mo Huasong gently pushed Yi'er away.

"Well, young master, Yi'er, I—" Yi'er's whole body softened.

She remembered what the old lady said before, that she might follow Mo Huasong and be his personal maid in the future.

If he wanted her, she had to give it.

Although Yi'er didn't reject her in her heart, she knew that she would have such a fate in the future.

But now being pushed there by Mo Huasong still made her too nervous to move.

At this time, she fell directly on the bed, her eyes were closed tightly, her body trembled slightly, and she looked like she was at her mercy.

Although Mo Huasong is very passionate and impulsive, how could he choose Yi'er?
He cleared his throat and said, "Yi'er, get up and go to rest."

Hearing Mo Huasong's voice, Yi'er immediately woke up.

That's right, I'm just a maid, how can I lie on the young master's bed?
Yi'er was so frightened that she hurriedly got out of bed, and didn't dare to button any clothes. She was afraid to walk to Mo Huasong's side like a deer: "Master, it's getting late, I'll help you undress."

"No need, I'll do it myself." How dare Mo Huasong ask Yi'er to help him undress, after all, he is already very indecent in some places.

"Master, do you dislike Yi'er for not doing well?" Yi'er was so frightened that she hurriedly knelt down and cried.

At this time, she still hadn't buttoned up her blouse, and the black and white area was still present.

Mo Huasong was standing and Yi'er was kneeling. This angle just allowed Mo Huasong to see more clearly and deeply.

"No, it's not." Mo Huasong shook his head with difficulty.

This Yi'er is teasing his patience, isn't he afraid of his impulsiveness, and wants her right here?

Although this heaven-defying yin-yang formula can improve his strength very quickly, it also has disadvantages, that is, it is easy to make him impulsive and make him want to reconcile yin and yang.

It's all his fault that he hasn't reached out to Mu Fanxuan to reconcile after improving his strength at the Mo family today.

Under this kind of disorder, it is difficult for him not to be impulsive.

"Then let Yi'er serve you, or the old lady will scold me." Yi'er looked at Mo Huasong pitifully.

Seeing this, Mo Huasong could only nod his head and said, "Alright then."

Seeing that Mo Huasong agreed, Yi'er hurriedly got up and untied Mo Huasong's coat.

Her soft little hands moved on his body, making his blood boil again.

However, Mo Huasong also felt a little bit of enjoyment.

Mu Fanxuan has the style of a strong woman, so she won't serve him like Yi'er.

Therefore, Mo Huasong kind of likes this feeling.

But when Yi'er unbuttoned his pants, she blushed unreasonably.

This, is this what the legend says?

Yi'er was so frightened that she hurriedly untied Mo Huasong's pants and put them aside, then ran outside like a fawn in fright.

After Yi'er left, Mo Huasong couldn't bear it anymore, and went to Mu Fanxuan just like that.

Mu Fanxuan, who was asleep and dazed, sensed someone coming in, sat up in fright, and was about to exclaim when her little mouth was covered.

"It's me." Mo Huasong whispered.

"Bad guy, are you willing to come back?" Seeing that it was Mo Huasong, Mu Fanxuan was furious.

She was waiting for him at Mo's house, while he was having sex with other beauties outside.

"Don't touch me, you're dirty." Mu Fanxuan found that her clothes had been loosened by Mo Huasong.

But there is no room for her to talk too much.

It took more than an hour for the room to calm down, and Mo Huasong fell asleep next to him.

Early the next morning, Yi'er's voice came from Mo Huasong's room: "It's not good, the young master is gone."

It turned out that when Yi'er came to serve Mo Huasong early in the morning, he found his coat in the room and he was gone.

"What? Did Hua Song come back last night? What happened now?" Wu Yuzhen also opened the door and asked anxiously when she heard the exclamation from outside.

When Mo Huasong heard the shouts from outside, he opened his eyes and was about to speak when Mu Fanxuan, who also woke up, hurriedly covered his mouth. "Don't talk, or others will know that you are in my room."

"What are you afraid of? You call my mother your mother, so you don't want 300 taels of silver here." Mo Huasong shouted to the outside, looking at Mu Fanxuan's white clothes, his body became hot, Yin and Yang are reconciled again——

The old lady also came over, and when she learned that Mo Huasong was in Mu Fanxuan's room, she called Yi'er over with a smile. "Yi'er, what do you think of Hua Song? Are you willing to follow him in the future?"

"I, I listen to the old lady." Yi'er blushed and lowered her head, not daring to express her feelings in person.

Master Hua Song is so handsome and capable, she is not tempted, that is fake.

It was her blessing to be his personal maid.

"That's good. You can follow him from now on. He is not easy, and he will benefit from you in the future." Seeing that Yi'er agreed, the old lady was also happy.

Yi'er worried: "Madam, if I'm not by your side, who will take care of you?"

"I'll just find another maid, it's nothing." The old lady laughed. "At that time, I raised you as a granddaughter-in-law, so it was hard to find. But now it's different, I can just find a maid to take care of me."

Yi'er's eyes turned red after hearing what the old lady said.

It's no wonder that she can read so many books as a maid. There are special teachers who come to teach her all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

It is no exaggeration to say that her current talent is no worse than that of the young lady of the big family.

(End of this chapter)