The male god of fast-wearing god-level female supporting role kneels down

Chapter 1191 The Duke’s Little Maid 1
"Would you like to take a break?"

Leng Qinghan asked again.

"I'm not tired now! Go straight to the next task!"

"it is good!"

Leng Qinghan nodded, took another deep look at her, and pressed the button on the table.

After Sheng Xia left, he quickly pressed the button, and he was about to disappear into the room very quickly.

When Midsummer opened his eyes, he was in a rickety place.

What the tentacles touched was a burst of dampness, and what was smelled under the nose was also a burst of watery smell.

She moved her body, probably in the same position all the time, a little tired.

There were bursts of whimpering and crying in my ears.

It can be heard vaguely, and there are some girls around.

What kind of place is he in now, Sheng Xia leaned against the wooden wall, did not continue to absorb the plot, just lay down and closed his eyes.

He couldn't see anything in the darkness around him, and he didn't know what kind of state he was in now.

A day has passed, and Sheng Xia has figured out something.

Some girls around said something besides crying, and she knew that the girls in their boat were all trafficked people.

At this time, they were in the cabin of a ship on the sea, and they were to be transported outside to be sold.

There is only one meal for three meals a day.

Sheng Xia has calculated the time correctly, these people will only come in once a day, so Sheng Xia is also relieved, and only cares about other things.

Just quietly dwelling there waiting.

When night fell, I was entering the space. Anyway, it was dark inside and it was not the depths of winter. Everyone was crowded together, and no one would know if there was one more person or one less.

At last the supper was finished, and the watchman left, to close the door tightly.

When the door was open, there was a gust of sea breeze blowing in, with a hint of salty smell.

Once the door is closed, those sea breezes are gone, and with it the smell of freedom.

The girls inside felt hopeless again, weeping together.

Some people have also begun to resign themselves to their fate, closing their eyes and going to sleep.

Finally, the night was getting deeper and deeper, and Sheng Xia entered the space immediately.

Once inside the space, she took off her dirty clothes and jumped into the spirit pool.

After soaking in the spiritual spring, I felt that my whole body was filled with a kind of power.

Very comfortable.

The original owner's body was already very weak, so it was very comfortable to soak in this pool at this time.

While lying down, she looked at the densely grown Ziyinglei bamboo on one side.

Ziyinglei bamboo grows very prosperously, but with the current speed and quantity, it is not possible to build a house for the time being.

Midsummer is not in a hurry, just wait for these Ziying Leizhu to grow slowly.

Although she also wanted to be with Leng Qinghan in the outside world.

However, in this novel world, I live a different life and experience different things.

It seems to be pretty good too.

The fragrance in the space is faint, and every breath seems to come from the heart and lungs.

This fragrance also made her mood gradually calm down.

Sheng Xia closed her eyes and began to absorb the plot.

The original owner's name is Song Ci.

His family was poor, his father was a butcher, and his mother embroidered every day, so he could live a decent life.

(End of this chapter)