Doting on the Masked Wife

In the early morning, the maids yawned secretly, but when they saw the manager's wife approaching, they closed their mouths abruptly, bowed their heads and filed into the incomparably gorgeous room.

Still the same breath, an extremely ambiguous breath.

Even with the ornately carved and gilded windows open, the smell of sex and the strong fishy smell after the intense sexual intercourse in the room still linger in the air. Apparently there was another one here last night, no, maybe it was several times Intensely lingering.

The maids didn't dare to show any strange expressions on their faces, besides, they had already seen the strangeness.

As for the person on the bed who was motionless but whose hair was extremely messy, the silk clothes that were obviously torn apart by sexual force were thrown on the carpet beside the bed, and the messy sheets... Of course they were used to it!

Not to mention, on that slender figure, there are dense pink hickey marks, and bruised handprints that are obviously left after intense lingering. Of course, they are all expressionless, as if they can't see anything, as if As usual, he waited on her to bathe and change clothes.

When the room was cleaned up and the people on the bed were cleaned up, the cowardly Angel was left on duty again to take care of the room and the people on the bed.

Angel had a look of reluctance on his face, but he had to bite the bullet and obey their words.

When the door was closed, she walked quickly to the bed and knelt down in front of the man.

"Miss, you have suffered."

She gently brushed a strand of black hair stuck to her cheek when they helped her wash it just now, and said in a trembling voice.

The person on the bed still had his eyes closed tightly, with a peaceful face, as if he was in a deep sleep.

Angel looked at her face and felt a pain in his heart.

All of a sudden, time intersects.

She thought back then, at that time, who would have thought that this day would come?

Miss would never have thought that the man she loved the most would become a sworn enemy.

Not to mention that she would be imprisoned by him one day and become the object of his venting.

Angel gritted his teeth fiercely, and his teeth left a deep bloodstain on his lower lip!

—Yes, she hated that demon!

He destroyed their home.

He ruined everything, and in the end he didn't let go of the young lady who loved him sincerely at the beginning.

If given the chance, she, Angel, would stab a knife into his body without hesitation!

However, her most important task now is to rescue the young lady from this hellish cage.

What's more, since she sneaked into the castle, she didn't even have the chance to see that demon once.

He is like a demon born in the dark, he only appears in the dark and disappears before dawn, even the people in the castle have never seen him.

Perhaps only the manager and his wife who are completely loyal to him and his confidants can see him up close?

Angel thought angrily: That devil is so cunning and cunning!I'm afraid he has no one he can trust, so no one will find a chance to assassinate him.

After all, such a demon must have enemies all over the world.

Angel looked down at the young lady's face, the long black eyelashes cast a deep shadow on the snow-white face, and there was an indescribable sadness.

Miss, trapped in a nightmare, also very uneasy?

Angel sighed softly, knowing that the people on the bed couldn't hear what she was saying, but she still spoke softly, and said in a voice that only the people on the bed could hear: "Miss, don't worry, I have already responded to the people outside. Come on. We will definitely find a way to get you out."

She stood up slowly and turned to look at the window.

The European-style carved and gold-plated windows there are half-hidden, and the slight breeze blows the thick velvet curtains, which are blocked out of the windows before entering the room.

This room needs some air.

Angel thought, looking at that window and trying to walk towards it.

But she had just taken a step when she suddenly stopped.

Not only did she stop, but she also suddenly had a frozen expression on her face.

Turning her head slowly, it was as if she saw the most incredible sight, as if even she couldn't believe it.

Then, she suddenly opened her eyes wide, her pupils dilated to the extreme, and her small mouth opened at the same time.

——The reason why she stopped suddenly was because someone grabbed the corner of her clothes.

Although the power was very weak, she would definitely not mistake it.

And when she turned her head to look over in disbelief, she was stunned!

The black eyelashes of the person on the bed blinked lightly, and then when Angel suddenly covered his mouth, for fear that he would be stunned and scream out of joy, he slowly opened his eyes.

What kind of eyes are those.

Clear as the most tranquil spring water, bright as the most brilliant star.

With eye movements, Iron Man's heart will be melted.

Although there is a hint of sadness and lingering melancholy in these clear eyes, it adds to her a pitiful demeanor, making it impossible not to feel pity for her.

The long black hair hangs down from her shoulders, making the delicate face as big as a palm even more beautiful. She slightly frowned at the tip of her eyebrows like emerald feathers, and lightly bit her lips, which were as tender as cherry blossom petals. lips.

Suppressing the pain all over her body, she slowly, slowly supported the pure white and gorgeous satin bed sheet with her delicate snow-white hands, and sat up slowly.

Although she was still extremely weak, even though it was difficult to even move, and the movement of raising her hand to grab Angel's clothes had exhausted her strength, she still sat up with difficulty and looked at the stunned man covering her mouth. Angel reluctantly held the corner of his mouth slightly.

"Xiaorou."

The sound is very thin, light and soft, like the slightest wind being blown into the air.

However, it is definitely not an illusion anymore!

Angel, that is, Xiaorou, suddenly let go of the hand covering her mouth, rushed over, and tightly held the exhausted, pink hickey-covered, weak man who could only smile slightly but could no longer speak. This man's hand came.