There's something wrong with these witches

Mu Qingshuang didn't expect that her beloved lover had come to her backyard. Her face was full of surprise. She suppressed the surging impulse in her heart and said to her maid: "Go and entertain him quickly, and tell the servants in the mansion that no one is allowed to step into the back garden, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"

"Yes, Madam."

The maid responded hurriedly and was about to turn around and leave when Mu Qingshuang's voice came from the bedroom again.

"Wait! Tell him by the way that I need half an hour to come out to see him. In addition, you should be smart. Don't say some things that you shouldn't say, and don't ask things that you shouldn't ask." Mu Qingshuang said earnestly.

"Madam, don't worry, I haven't seen him today." The maid replied seriously.

Mu Qingshuang smiled slightly and said softly: "Go to the account office to get fifty taels of silver later."

"Thank you, Madam!"

After receiving the generous reward, the maid left happily, leaving Mu Qingshuang sitting at the head of the bed, secretly excited.

She hurriedly lifted the quilt on her body, and the plump and protruding figure under the loose nightgown was half-covered and half-exposed to the world. She walked quickly to the wardrobe and carefully selected the skirts inside. After changing them, she finally chose a relatively simple skirt, but at the same time, it could best show her plump figure, because this skirt was a little small.

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"I actually started to learn from her." Mu Qingshuang held the skirt in her hand, with a hint of helplessness between her eyebrows. She deliberately wore a slightly smaller skirt, which was learned from Su Jingyi, the sultry woman, but to be honest, this trick is indeed very tempting.

The green jade fingers pinched the green ribbon, and then gently pulled it. As the belt fell, the two sides of the nightgown suddenly opened, and at the same time, the friction with the fragrant shoulders was lost, and it fell off with the belt, and then put on the simple dress, but it was a little tight.

"It shouldn't be broken, right? If it is broken, it will be so embarrassing." Mu Qingshuang bit her lips, silently came to the dressing mirror, and began to dress up seriously.

At the same time,

Lu Xun was sitting in the pavilion, drinking tea and eating cakes, and next to him was the personal maid of the mature and beautiful widow. In fact, the little maid was a beauty picked out of a million, but Lu Xun, who had swum in the sea, had long lost interest in such a stream.

"When will your master come out?" Lu Xun put down the teacup and asked softly.

"To answer the young master, Madam, no, no, no, the young lady will be here in half an hour. She, she may be dressing up." The maid replied respectfully.

Half an hour is equivalent to an hour. It turns out that women in ancient and modern times are the same. Lu Xun pursed his lips, picked up the teapot and poured himself another cup of tea. He sipped the tea slowly and leisurely, and occasionally threw a piece of osmanthus cake into his mouth.

The maid had been secretly watching Lu Xun, watching the man who had fascinated her master, and slowly understood why her master was moved. Anyone would be moved. He was handsome, elegant, and suave, and he was also quite strong, unlike some young men outside who would fall down when the wind blew. The key was that he had a bad temperament.

After an unknown amount of time,

the door of the house was slowly opened, and Mu Qingshuang, who had dressed up carefully, walked out, walked slowly towards the back garden, and then saw the little man she had been thinking about day and night from a distance, took a deep breath, and slowly walked towards the pavilion.

"Madam."

The maid saw Mu Qingshuang coming, and respectfully withdrew, leaving the pavilion to the couple.

She sat down beside him gracefully without saying much. She stretched out her delicate hand, picked up the teapot, poured herself a cup of tea, and then poured him a cup intimately. She said softly: "Have you been waiting for a long time? I woke up and saw the words on the magic mirror, and then... Then you arrived."

"Not bad."

Lu Xun smiled and replied softly: "I'm used to it."

Indeed, I'm used to it. Because the three demon girls around him are not punctual, including Aunt Su who is known as the immortal of the world. For example, the little demon girl clearly said that she would rest for an incense stick every hour, but every time she didn't even have half an incense stick of time, she would rush over with great interest. The big demon girl was the same. As for the little fox, she held all kinds of snacks in her arms, and then refused to leave, and had to pay money to buy other things.

Finally, it was Aunt Su. I used to think she would be more punctual, but it turned out that she was worse than the three witches. She said she would stay in my arms for a while, but I didn't expect that the "a while" she said would actually be two hours. My arms were numb that time.

"That's true."

"Little fox is very active in eating, drinking and having fun, but the rest is very procrastinating." Mu Qingshuang raised her delicate head and stared at him with her eyes full of tenderness. She asked in a coquettish voice: "Why did you come to see me?"

"I"

Faced with that affectionate gaze, Lu Xun silently held back the words in his mouth and smiled leisurely: "I have something to do with you, so I came to see you by the way."

Mu Qingshuang, who was already suffering from love brain, automatically ignored the first half of the sentence, and only the second half of the sentence was left in her ears. At the same time, a strong shyness emerged from the bottom of her heart and surged to every part of her body, even goose bumps.

He came to see me specially. That means I already have a little figure in his heart. No, no, no, be bolder, he must have liked me too!

Mu Qingshuang lowered her head, holding a corner of her skirt tightly with her little hands, almost pulling out the flowers. Her cheeks on both sides were already burning, and even a little bit hot. Even her breathing became rapid, and her eyes It is even more covered with fog.

"actually."

"Actually, I miss you too." Mu Qingshuang said as thinly as an ant, her shy look was very tempting, and she continued to mutter: "It's windy and rainy every night, do you believe it, Mr. Heartbreaker?"

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Faced with the pretty widow's unabashed confession of her heart, Lu Xun was suddenly a little helpless. If he had held her in his arms long ago and let her know what it means to be a man, now the countless trivial matters around him seemed like a handful. The strong shackles tightly wrapped around the hands and feet. Even if you are brave and lustful, you still have to consider how many lives you have.

"This osmanthus cake is really good... How many can you prepare for me?" Lu Xun picked up a piece of osmanthus cake, silently put it into his mouth, and asked softly.

Mu Qingshuang was stunned. Seeing that he ignored her emotional words, she felt a little disappointed, but she was not particularly depressed. Maybe she was too impatient, which caught him off guard. Good.

"I didn't expect you to come so soon, so I didn't prepare everything." Mu Qingshuang replied lightly: "Next time, I will definitely prepare it."

"OK."

"Then I'll come back next time." Lu Xun put another piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake into his mouth, then took a sip of tea and said softly, "Can you find some more skilled female workers for me?"

"Um?"

Mu Qingshuang looked at him doubtfully and asked curiously: "What do you want a female worker for?"

"Make me some pairs of socks." Lu Xun replied.

Mu Qingshuang hesitated for a moment and said coquettishly: "If you don't mind, I can do it, I'm pretty good at needlework."

Lu Xun frowned, a little doubtful in his heart, but considering her status as a widow, and the fact that she didn't leave the house every day, she must be very good at needlework, so maybe she could really do it. .

"All right."

Lu Xun took out a stack of paper from his arms, spread it flat on the stone table, and said, "These are socks I designed, specially for women to wear."

Mu Qingshuang looked at the dazzling graffiti and felt a little dizzy for a moment. But when she heard that it was for women, she suddenly felt a little jealous and asked me to make him socks, and then he gave them to the little fox. Wear, what's the difference between me and my concubine?

"Do you understand?"

Lu Xun looked at her eagerly and asked in a low voice.

Mu Qingshuang shook her head with an aggrieved look, pursed her lips and muttered: "Are they for the little fox?"

"This is for you." Lu Xun smiled, spread out the second piece of paper, and said, "This is for the little fox."

oops!

I.I misunderstood him.

Mu Qingshuang suddenly blushed, her brows filled with embarrassment, but without losing any trace of inner touch.

"A bit sloppy."

Mu Qingshuang turned her face slightly and said shyly: "But...but this kind of socks is unheard of. The top of the socks actually reaches the thighs. Isn't it a bit too long?"

long?

I haven't taken out the hip-covering stockings yet!

"Ahem."

"What I want is this effect. In terms of material, I use the soft and flexible Western Demon Spider Silk to achieve the looming vision." Lu Xun paused and continued: "Starting from the jade toes to the jade soles, along the small Straight up the shin and then wrap the entire thigh.”

This, this, this.

Facing Lu Xun's advanced ideas of modern art, the mature and beautiful widow almost went crazy. She fantasized about making a pair of long socks with cloth woven from Western Demon Spider silk, and then tightly wrapped her slender legs, The key point is that these socks are still looming, aren't they all seen?

Oh my God! Is this too shameful?

"Is it too much? Too contrary to the secular concept?" Lu Xun looked at the pretty widow's flushed face and said awkwardly: "Well... I... I like to challenge old ideas. I don't want to be tied up by the shackles of the world, let alone Imprisoned thoughts.”

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"Drink tea, drink tea, I'll put it away."

Lu Xun reached out to put away the stocking design, but at this moment, a white and delicate jade hand gently grabbed his big hand.

"Don't"

"I like them very much. I want to wear these socks."

Mu Qingshuang turned her face sideways, bit her moist red lips, and said in a squeaky voice.

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