Red Mansion Beijingwang

Chapter 37 Cat-like hooves
The sun has set, the sky is getting dark, the sky and the earth are dim, and everything is hazy.

Shui Rong was leaning on the Babu bed, looking down at Yingluo, with a slightly weird expression on his eyebrows.

The situation in front of him made Shui Rong feel helpless. He usually said that Yingluo had a cat-like temperament, but he didn't expect that this little Langhou actually looked like a cat. He was using it as a cat-teasing stick!
Yingluo seemed to notice something strange about Shui Rong, and raised her eyes to look at Shui Rong. Her jade face was full of bright red, and the coquettishness between her brows was unmistakable. She saw him whispering: "Your Majesty, what's wrong?"

Shui Rong was silent when he heard the words, with Yingluo's eyes full of sincerity. How should he answer?If you say it wrong, it will dampen the enthusiasm of the beauty in front of you.

After thinking for a moment, Shui Rong stretched out his hand to touch Yingluo's little head and said softly: "No, you are fine."

Although it is wrong, the spirit is commendable and worthy of praise. You can just keep up the good work in the future and don't be too harsh.

When Yingluo heard Shui Rong's compliment, she couldn't help but be overjoyed. The pear dimples on her cheeks appeared, and the curvature of the corner of her mouth seemed like a high-hanging crescent moon.

Involuntarily, Yingluo held her head straight and enjoyed the water-soluble touch on her head.

Shui Rong couldn't help but chuckle when he saw this. This little wandering hooves is really a cat that loves to be pampered, and people can't help but like it.

Picking up Yingluo's bun, she couldn't help but let Yingluo take a look and slowly lowered her head.

Shui Rong had a strange look on his face when he saw this. He just looked at Yingluo's Xuewan's two servant girls who were very cute and had no other thoughts. How could Yingluo misunderstand her.

After about a cup of tea, Yingluo's face turned red and she was arranging her messy hair with bare hands. She stared at Shuirong with a pair of bright almond eyes, feeling annoyed that the prince's hands were careless.

Shui Rong coughed lightly when he saw this, and looked at the few strands of black hair in his hand. He couldn't help but feel embarrassed. At this moment, he didn't pay attention to the propriety and pulled a few strands. It really shouldn't have been done.

After thinking for a moment, Shui Rong picked up the handkerchief, came closer to help Yingluo wipe her lips, and said warmly: "Are you hurt?"

Although they are masters and servants, there is a relationship of superiority and inferiority, but Shui Rong is too abrupt after all, and should be coaxed.

Yingluo was stunned at first, but when she realized what she was doing, her face was filled with smiles. For her, every small gesture of concern from Shui Rong was as sweet as honey, so that the previous anger was forgotten.

Taking a deep breath, Yingluo said softly, "Yes", and said in a charming tone: "It's much smoother. I will never let the prince behave like this again."

Shui Rong felt a little sad when he heard this, and it would be a pity not to let him go again.

In fact, if Shui Rong wanted it, Yingluo couldn't refuse at all. As a maid, there was no so-called human rights and no so-called right to personal freedom. How many powerful people treated the maid as a toy and humiliated them at will, without the maid's consent at all.

But water dissolves differently. Since Yingluo doesn't want it, he won't force it.

Thinking of this, Shui Rong responded softly: "Okay, I won't be able to do it anymore."

Yingluo's heart trembled when she heard this. She knew that her prince treated her differently than ordinary people, and her heart ached. This made her happy.

But as a maid, observing words and expressions is a necessary skill, so she saw the regret in Shui Rong's eyes.

Pursing her lips, Yingluo whispered: "If the prince wants it, I will listen to you, but...but you should go slower, I can't bear it."

Regarding Shui Rong, Yingluo was willing to do anything for him, but it didn't matter if she pulled a few strands of black hair. The suffocating feeling before was unbearable for her, so she could only beg the prince to slow down so that she could take a breath in the middle.

Shui Rong's eyes gradually became gentle after hearing this. This is his lover, and he serves him wholeheartedly. Who wouldn't like such a cute and obedient person?
Thinking of this, Shui Rong pinched the wings of Yingluo's nose but said nothing. At this moment, a thousand words are worth a moment of silence.

After wiping away the water stains from the corners of Yingluo's mouth, Shui Rong still put the handkerchief aside and lay down on the couch peacefully.

At this time, the water dissolves throughout the body and feels comfortable, and the thoughts become clear. It seems that I have indeed exercised too much restraint before. The so-called excessive is not enough, and the right way is to do it appropriately in the future.

Yingluo glanced sideways, her eyes full and flowing, she pursed her red lips and leaned over cautiously like a cat.

Upon seeing this, Shui Rong chuckled and waved, "Come here."

Stray cats always like to be clingy.

Hearing this, Yingluo couldn't help but come over and lay on his chest.

Shui Rong's right hand caressed Yingluo's black hair, with a calm expression.

Yingluo Yu's face was peaceful, enjoying Shui Rong's caress. She raised her eyes to look at Shui Rong, whose face was like a crown jade. Her eyes couldn't help but become crazy. Ever since she was assigned to serve Shui Rong, how many days and nights have she fantasized about the current scene? She got what she wanted, but the only drawback was that she didn't stick to her belly. But it didn't matter, the prince was obsessed with her body, and it was only a matter of time before she stuck to her belly.

Shui Rong noticed Yingluo's smile and said in amusement, "Xiaolang Hoozi, you are eating bee poop, what are you having fun with."

He obviously dislikes being fucked, but he keeps having fun with it. This little prodigal has some masochistic tendencies.When Yingluo heard this, she glanced at Shuirong, "Why are you eating bee poop? It's not sweet!"
"My slave is happy to see the prince feel comfortable."

Shui Rong heard the words and joked: "Xiaolangho has seduced the master, so I'll beat you carefully."

After saying that, Shui Rong patted it symbolically, making it feel round and straight.

Yingluo felt the strangeness in her buttocks, her cheeks flushed, she raised her bright apricot eyes and glared, and said with her lips: "The concubine agreed to the slave, and the slave did not exceed the courtesy, how could she hit the slave? Don't scare me, the prince." "

Seducing the master was a violation of the rules. Logically speaking, she would be punished. However, this was allowed by the concubine. Let alone a punishment, she must be rewarded. She knew that her prince was teasing her when he said this. , I didn’t feel panic at all.

Shui Rong couldn't help but burst out laughing when he saw Xiao Lang Houzi becoming arrogant. After three years of being together, he knew in his heart that Ying Luo had his own Xiao Jiu Jiu, but this was all normal.

As a maid, who wouldn't want to climb into the master's bed, and not only that, Yingluo, a little prodigal, also has some temperament problems. She is obedient and obedient in front of Shui Rong, like a well-behaved cat, but when it comes to other servants, her temper is also different. Lie, whoever does something wrong will yell and scream, just like a brat.

But Yingluo only has him in her heart, and everything she does is to serve him wholeheartedly. Not to mention Shui Rong wants to cheat on her, even if Zuo Jian dies, she will not frown.

It is precisely because of this that Shui Rong is extremely tolerant of Yingluo. After all, no one can refuse his white lotus, so Shui Rong didn't say much and told Yingluo: "Go and prepare hot soup for me. I'm going to take a bath."

I had just taken a shower and my body was very clean, but now the water felt a bit soft and greasy, so it would be better to take another shower and cleanse myself.

When Yingluo heard this, she stared at her almond-shaped eyes and raised her eyebrows: "Your Majesty, is it because your servant is not careful?"

It was natural for her to serve the prince, but she was clearly careful in her work. Even if she felt uncomfortable, she still didn't leave any trace. At this time, she had to take a bath. She clearly disliked her for not serving him well, which made her feel a little aggrieved.

Shui Rong's face was startled. When did he blame Yingluo?

Seeing Yingluo's serious look on her face, as if she was waiting for Shui Rong's explanation, Shui Rong became helpless. Xiao Lang Hoozi's focus was really strange.

It's an embarrassing question, so don't answer it. Shui Rong stretched out his hand and rubbed Yingluo's head without saying anything. Facing the fried kitten, he smoothed it down and became obedient.

As expected, Yingluo pursed her lips when she saw this, glanced at her beautiful eyes, and leaned against Shuirong again to enjoy it peacefully.

In the Nuan Pavilion of the suite, Shuang Jiang came in with freshly brewed tea. He put the tea on the table and looked at the object wrapped in cloth. Seeing its shape, it seemed to be something like a book. He couldn't help but curiously said: "Mom, What was sent?"

Aunt Rong left after delivering the things without even taking a sip of the tea, which made Shuang Jiang curious.

Keqing groaned after hearing this and said in a clear voice: "Maybe it's a female training type!"

Shuangjiang didn't say anything when he heard this, but Qing was either doing needlework or familiar with women's training. It was not surprising that the concubine sent someone to send someone to her. She didn't ask any more questions at the moment and said with a smile: "Girl, It’s getting dark, so I’ll help you fetch water for you to wash up.”

Ke Qing nodded, then picked up the book and opened the cloth with bare hands. As Grandma Rong said, it was a book. Ke Qing didn't think much at the moment and started reading it casually.

With a "pop" sound, Shuang Jiang, who was leaving Lian Bu, couldn't help but turn around and look, and saw the book falling on the table, but Ke Qing's jade cheeks were blushing, and her jade face was full of shock.

"Girl, what's going on?" Shuangjiang frowned and asked with concern, his eyes falling on the fallen book.

It was fine before, but why did it suddenly become like this? It seems to be because of reading the book.

Keqing looked a little flustered. These things must not be seen by Shuangjiang, otherwise he would not be able to see anyone, so he hurriedly waved his hand to stop them and said: "No, it's nothing. You can go get water first."

She was flipping through the book before and saw the vivid patterns on the book. She couldn't help but become confused. She lost her grip and the book fell out of her hand.

Shuangjiang looked suspicious when she saw this, but since Keqing had spoken, she couldn't say much as a maid, so she responded and retreated with doubts.

But when Qing saw Shuang Sheng leaving, she couldn't help but feel relieved. She looked at the book with eyes like a pool of water and spat softly.

The concubine asked Aunt Rong to give this book, and also told her to study hard. Doesn't this mean that she should learn to serve the prince.

Ke Qing wanted to put the picture behind her, but the pattern followed her like a shadow. Even for a short moment, the figures on the pattern were actually replaced by her and the prince, which really embarrassed others.

Just the flutter in her heart made Ke Qing focus on the book, her eyes wandering uncertainly.

After a moment of silence, Keqing thought that these were all orders from the concubine. How could she disobey the concubine? It was definitely not because of the throbbing in her heart.

Thinking of this, Keqing pursed her lips, reached out to pick up the book, and continued to read. As she read, Keqing's charming eyes became increasingly misty, her embroidered shoes were pressed together, and her body gradually became softer.
(End of this chapter)