Today I got my driver's license again and spent a lot of money on my master. These are nothing. If I, like Shan'er, Ranran and the others, let my master buy a car for me... Then wouldn't the master have to spend money on me again?
A lot of money? I'm just a slave girl...
Feng Zhihe felt very irritable and hesitant, so Feng Zhihe couldn't sleep no matter what.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, Feng Zhihe knew that the owner Tang Yuyao was back. Do you want to talk to the owner? Maybe the owner will agree to let me go out to work... When I earn money, I can buy a car by myself, or I can repay the favor.
It’s a favor from the master! Well! That’s it, talk to the master!
So, Feng Zhihe got up quietly. She didn't want to wake up the two sleeping hostesses and good sisters.
"Brother Yu, who did you kill tomorrow? What's his name? Why can't you remember it? - Oh, I remember! One is called Feng Zhonghai, and the other is called Feng Dahai! Hehe, look at me seventeen
Mom’s ghost claw hands, I’ll kill one with my right hand, and a pair with my left hand…”
In the toilet, Zihonghua remembered the plan Tang Yuyao told her again. She squatted on the toilet, dancing with excitement, showing her teeth and claws, and kept fighting with her two little hands...
Coincidentally, all this happened to be heard by Feng Zhihe at the door.
"Does the master really want to kill him..."
Feng Zhihe leaned against the wall quietly, his face full of sadness. Yes, that man deserves to die! He is not worthy of being a father! Let alone a husband! But - he is always his father! No matter how big a mistake he made
, blood is thicker than water, but it is an eternal fact...
"Ah - it turns out to be Sister Zhihe, you scared me!" As soon as Zihonghua opened the door, she saw Feng Zhihe at the door. She almost flew away with a fist, patted her chest, and then said after calming down:
"Sister Zhihe, you need to go to the toilet, right? Go quickly! I'm going to bed!"
Zihonghua happily rushed into her room. She slept in the room where Chen Yeye slept. She didn't notice that Feng Zhihe didn't move at all, and was still leaning against the wall at the door of the toilet...
After taking a hot bath, all the sweat of the day was gone. Tang Yuyao felt very comfortable, threw off the bath towel, and threw himself on the bed naked: "Dear bed, I'm here!"
"Ah! Ghost!"
As soon as he threw himself on the bed, Tang Yuyao's first feeling was a ball of softness, and he screamed subconsciously.
The first thing to come out of the quilt was the smooth black hair, and then came the delicate face that charmed all living beings, and the voice was as thin as a silk thread: "Master, let me serve you!"
A man and a woman were lying on a large solid-color bed. The man was naked and the woman was wearing pajamas.
"Why do you come to serve me?"
As soon as this question was asked, Tang Yuyao felt that he was the ****. A stunning and charming woman who could make the President of Country M fool the princes was lying on his bed and offered to serve him! Not only did he not raise the gun decisively
He got on his horse, but deliberately distanced himself from this beauty. Isn't this a super **** behavior?
"There is no reason. I should be yours." Feng Zhihe turned over and looked at her master. She tried her best to calm herself down and said softly with a blushing face. She is her master's slave girl and serves her master with her body.
Is that right? Why do you feel a little wronged? Is this the wrong way...