Ugly girl's romantic debt: Black belly king, get out of here!

The room next door was actually Chu Xiqi's original bedroom.After Qi Ling'er tidied it up carefully, this place looks like a boudoir.The big mahogany bed, red curtains, and red bedding all exude a seductive fragrance.

"Little Lingdang, you are quite careful." Xiner praised Qi Linger with satisfaction.

Qi Ling'er stood on tiptoe and held her neck high. She pointed to the small door on the side, "This is the bathroom, it's convenient for you to take a shower."

Xin'er stared at Qin Zitong with wide eyes.Qin Zitong thought to himself, what's so strange about this, people after 2000 all use showers and toilets in common.She thought about it again, this Qi Ling'er's thinking was advanced enough.However, she likes it.

Seeing Xin'er's fuss and Qin Zitong's satisfied expression, Qi Ling'er danced even more happily. "There are a few blue flower plants here, here is the place to put snacks,..."

As a super killer, she can only be relaxed when she is alone or with someone she feels most at ease with.

Although Qin Zitong was only talking in Chu Xiqi's study, she felt that this Qi Ling'er was not as innocent as she appeared on the surface.But seeing her dormitory at this time, Qin Zitong suddenly felt tired.

"Sister Zitong, are you satisfied?"

"Well, very satisfied."

"Well, you and Sister Xin'er should go to bed early. Tomorrow, I still have a lot of things I want to tell you."

"Anything else?"

Seeing Xin'er's silly look, Qi Ling'er smiled and said, "I haven't told you about the most important rules of life and daily life, my lord. Rest well today, and there are still many tasks to do tomorrow." Qi Ling'er waved to Qin Zitong and Xin'er, "See you tomorrow. If you need anything tonight, just pull this rope."

It turned out that there was a small red rope in front of Qin Zitong's bed.Qi Ling'er smiled at them, "When you pull the rope, the little bell will ring, and I will appear right away. Good night."

Looking at Qi Ling'er who was shut outside the door, Qin Zitong threw herself onto the bed viciously.

"Miss, are you tired?"

Qin Zitong waved his hand, "Xin'er, go get me some water."

"Yes, miss." Xin'er, who is naturally servile, happily fetched water for Qin Zitong's feet, and then took off her white stockings.While washing Qin Zitong's feet, Xin'er kneaded her acupuncture points.

"Here, here, ouch, take it easy." Listening to Qin Zitong's order, Xin'er felt an indescribable sense of refreshment from the inside.Because, only at this time, she would feel that the third miss, Qin Zitong, belonged to her completely, and she was only Xin'er's master.

"Miss, is it comfortable to press here?"

"Well. Yes, it's here."

Only when Qin Zitong is alone with Xin'er is she most relaxed.After being massaged by Xin'er, she slowly put her feet on the bed.

Xin'er poured the footwashing water, climbed onto the bed and massaged Qin Zitong's whole body.

"Xin'er, sleep in the same bed with me tonight."

Whenever Qin Zitong said this, Xin'er felt that this was the greatest reward from her master.

"Well, Miss, what do you think of that little bell?" Xin'er, feeling safe, began to tentatively ask her master what status her "enemy" holds in the master's heart.

"Little Bell? She's fine." Looking at Xin'er's fickle little face, Qin Zitong secretly laughed, "But, compared to my Xin'er, she is far behind."