Finest Servant

Qin Xian'er has long since given up on him, and has never been defensive. Although she is extremely skilled in martial arts, she was suddenly attacked by him without any precautions.

Smelling the masculine breath coming from him, Xian'er was exhausted, her nose snorted, her delicate body trembled slightly, her eyes were filled with water mist, and her soft little lips were asked for. Xian'er's fragrant lips are sweet and delicate, as soft as newly peeled lychees, and there is a faint fragrance of Longjing in her lips, which is sweet and pleasant. It was the first time she had tasted this Dao again, and she was so shy that she didn't dare to fight for an eye. She just leaned shyly in his arms and let him taste her lips. Lin Wanrong liked Xian'er very much when she saw that Xian'er was so well-behaved. This girl just put on a loose robe, which inadvertently greatly facilitated Lin Wanrong. He was already scratching it, and with a slip of his big hand, he slipped the puncher into the robe and gently stroked her puzzling face. Smooth skin.

Xian'er's tender body trembled for a while, her face was red like fire, her ears were hot, she didn't dare to raise her head at all, she had to obediently let him do anything wrong.

Lin Wanrong moved his hands lightly and groped slowly, from shoulder to back to waist, Xian'er's water-soft skin made him unable to put it down.

"Ah—" Qin Xian'er moaned softly, but it was Lin Wanrong's fiery, mischievous hands that slowly moved to the two fiery red buds on her chest and gently stroked them. Although Qin Xian'er is the oiran of Miaoyufang, she is pure and self-righteous. If she hadn't deeply rooted in him, she would never have let him be so presumptuous.

If you want to go up, go up if you want to be beautiful. Seeing her react like this, Lin Wanrong is even more lustful. Xian'er's skin is invincible, and it is plump and smooth, as if stroking milk while gently rubbing it slowly, and the two bright red spots on the chest are even more delicate and extremely attractive.

Lin Wanrong swallowed his saliva with difficulty. Even if a treasure like Xian'er was given to me, I wouldn't change it, he thought very hopelessly.

"Young Master, don't--" Qin Xian'er gasped softly, her voice was so weak that she felt strange even when she heard it herself, is this really what I shouted out? It's embarrassing.

The woman said no, that is to say, Lin Wanrong understood this truth very well. He smiled, and lightly held the thinking red bean on Xian'er's chest with both hands, and pressed his thumbs together. Qin Nei'er let out a murmur, like pain and resentment, but it contained infinite spring intentions, and ** then rushed up like a tide.

"Master—" Qin Xian'er opened her mouth slightly, her breath was hot like fire, her cheeks were burning and flushed, and her beautiful eyes seemed to be dripping with water, she gasped: "Master, please listen to Xian'er."

It's all this time, what else is there to say, I have something to say when I wake up tomorrow morning. Lin Wanrong ignored her words, but when she was about to move further, she felt that her body in her arms trembled sharply. She hurriedly looked up and saw Qin Xian'er's face was pale, staring at him blankly. Tears rolled in her eyes and instantly fell. .

Ouch, what's the matter, who bullied Xian'er? Lin Wanrong hurriedly withdrew his hands,

He hugged her and said, "Xian'er, my darling, don't cry. Who bullied you? I'll settle the account with him."

Qin Xian'er heard his words, but even more sobbed, she choked up, "Could it be that Xian'er is really such a casual woman in the eyes of the young master?"

Khan, you're not a random woman but I'm definitely a random man. Seeing Xian'er crying non-stop, Lin Wanrong hurriedly comforted: "Xian'er, don't cry, in my eyes, you are the most innocent and beautiful woman in this world." After he finished speaking, he added two more in his heart. word - one. Amitabha, coax her, Qingxuan, Qiaoqiao, Miss Er, and all the wives you haven't met yet, don't take offense.

Xian'er wiped away her tears and said: "Xian'er thinks about the son, reads the son, loves the son, and makes the son light and innocent, but this is not what Xian'er wants, please listen to me. One word." The meaning of this sentence is that I can let you be frivolous, but I can't break through the last line of defense, otherwise it will be a cowardice.

Lin Wanrong is sweating, this, I also have a certain disgust towards premarital sex - disgust others, not myself. But does it really have to be a marriage between Ming and Xian'er? Qing Xuan has not been found yet. Besides, if you want to get married, it's just a spoonful of rice in a big pot, how can you only need one. This fairy looks gentle and submissive, but she is actually very assertive, very principled, and very character.

Seeing his frowning, Qin Xian'er said shyly, "Young Master, do you remember what Xian'er said to Young Master last time when Jinling parted?"

Lin Wanrong thought about it for a while, oh, she said she was going to kill Qingxuan, she thought she was just talking about it, but judging from her character that she wanted to kill the second young lady first and the eldest young lady today, this demon girl is jealous. The words are not false.

Lin Wanrong broke down in a cold sweat. He was caught by sperms just now. Such serious problems have been ignored. This Qin Xianer is a ticking time bomb, and it may explode when it will explode. However, her figure is really good, and she never gets tired of touching it. Lin Wanrong's cold sweat and saliva flow down together.

"Xian'er said that when I kill that Xiao Qingxuan, Xian'er will dedicate everything to the son." Qin Xian'er sighed softly: "It's just that when I reunited with the son today, Xian'er was so happy that she even thought of herself. Some can't grasp it, and I really can't blame the young master."

Well, there is a certain element of your seduction, Lin Wanrong shamelessly defended himself in his heart.

"Actually, just now, Young Master really wants Xian'er. Not only will Xian'er not complain, but he will be full of joy." Qin Xian'er suddenly said shyly. "Happy?" Lin Wanrong said oddly, how can you see the half-pointed joy in the way you just burst into tears. What was originally a beautiful thing between two lovers, almost turned into a rape, and I couldn't be happy no matter what.

Qin Xian'er saw his angry look and knew that he didn't believe it. She was full of true feelings for Lin Wanrong. Listen to you and you will understand."

Lin Wanrong suddenly smiled and said: "Actually, Xian'er, I just tested your tolerance limit. You also know that I am a very serious person, how could I do such a morally corrupt thing."

Qin Xian'er almost vomited blood, feeling ashamed and angry in her heart. You are a bad person, but you still speak so plausibly, you call it morality, then my White Lotus Sect will save all peoples from water and fire.

She glanced at Lin Wanrong angrily, pouted and said softly, "You've taken all the cheap, it's really necrotic."

Lin Wanrong saw that she was no longer crying, and she recited Buddha's blessing in her heart. Finally stopped crying, and changed the topic** and succeeded again.

"Xian'er, what did you want to say to me?" Lin Wanrong said.

"Master, I just said that I want to kill that Xiao Qingxuan—"

"Stop, stop, it's not this—" Lin Wanrong hurriedly stopped her, but said helplessly: "Xian'er, let's talk less about this murder in the future."

Qin Xian'er bit her lip tightly, tears in her eyes and said: "I know, the son doesn't look down on me, Xian'er is a demon girl of the White Lotus Sect, who kills like a numb, how can she compare with a noble and holy woman like Xiao Qingxuan?"

This girl is really a big vinegar pot, Lin Wanrong said helplessly: "Xian'er, what are you talking about, I have no merits, but the mind of fraternity has always been a quality I am proud of. To you, to Qingxuan it's the same."

Qin Xian'er said: "Young Master, although Xian'er is a demon girl, she also likes and hates clearly. I hate that Xiao Qingxuan, even if I say that I want to kill her. , grow old together. What's wrong with me doing this?"

Lin Wanrong's head is as big as a thorn, she said that Qin Xian'er is gentle, but her temper is so stubborn, she often kills people, and she is stingy, but she has clear love and hate, dare to love and hate, I really don't know how to say her. .

"Then can't you get along well with Qingxuan? I see the two of you, both of whom are equally strong in martial arts. You should have a lot of common language, and you will definitely be able to make a pair of good sisters." Lin Wanrong said. It is not easy for a man to have three wives and four concubines. In addition to being a good husband, he must also be a good political commissar, and do a good job in the ideological work of the wives in a timely manner, otherwise the world will be in chaos.

"What kind of sisters do I want to be with her?" Qin Xian'er hummed, "It's almost as if I killed her."

Lin Wanrong didn't know what to say, Qin Xian'er also sighed faintly when she saw his helpless expression: "Xian'er just said, if the son wants Xian'er at this time, Xian'er will be too happy, whether the son believes it or not. Anyway, Xian’er is telling the truth.”

But where did these words come from? Lin Wanrong felt strange. He heard Qin Xian'er continue: "Xian'er once told the son, I only have a mother and no father. I don't know if the son remembers?"

Khan, do you still remember this? Seeing Qin Xian'er's sad expression, Lin Wanrong knew that there must be a secret, so he hurriedly cut off Qin Xian'er's words and said, "Xian'er, don't say it, I believe you."

Qin Xian'er looked excited for a while, tears dripped down, looked at him gratefully and said, "Young Master, you are so kind to me." This Qin Xian'er is sometimes too smart to be coaxed, but Lin Wanrong's inadvertent words , but it can make her move to tears, which really fits her daughter's heart, the old saying of the needle at the bottom of the sea.

"Young master treats Xian'er like this, and Xian'er can't hide it from your son." Qin Xian'er said with a firm look on his face, "Young master already knows the identity of my father-in-law, and after his resignation, he is living in seclusion in this Longhong Village. , Although she is hard, she is also very content. My mother was a well-known talented girl from far and near, but she had a miserable fate, but she was promised to a person in the capital who was not as good as a beast. This man had many wives and concubines, and they were intrigued with each other Dissidents, my mother is indifferent by nature and does not want to be in the company of others, so she has been persecuted many times, but that person is also extremely cold to her mother. Fortunately, my mother gave birth to me, and my mother has some comfort. Those who are inferior to animals, children Very little, and he loves me very much. I originally said that he was the best father in the world. When I was eight years old, my mother took me to play in the garden, but it happened that the enemy's family came to seek revenge. In order to protect himself, he Unexpectedly, unexpectedly—" Qin Xian'er's shoulders trembled violently, and she couldn't go on choking. Lin Wanrong knew that there must be something tragic, and hurriedly patted her on the shoulder and said, "Xian'er, little darling, don't be afraid, we won't talk about it."

"That person actually pulled his mother in front of him and blocked a fatal sword for him. It's a pity that I have lost my mother forever - woo woo - my poor mother -" Qin Xian'er slapped him In his arms, he burst into tears, and he couldn't even catch his breath in grief.

This is really shocking. The two husbands and wives who were supposed to be intimate, actually managed to make such a vicious attack for their own lives. Xian'er's father is really the most cruel person in the world.

This girl is too pitiful. Lin Wanrong slowly patted her shoulder and sighed softly. He now understands Xian'er's mood. It turns out that this girl has suffered so much. Thinking about an eight-year-old child, watching her mother being bullied so much, she actually saw her father pulling her mother back in order to save her life. This kind of blow is really cruel and ruthless. .

"Xian'er, everything has passed, don't be afraid, I will take good care of you in the future." Lin Wanrong said softly.

"Master—" Qin Xian'er was moved for a while, hugged him tightly, and wept in his arms, as if looking for a worthy person.

Lin Wanrong hugged her tightly in his arms, this girl, with such an experience, what she did in the past is understandable.

I don't know how long it took, Xian'er's emotions gradually calmed down, and her face became more flushed. She glanced at Lin Wanrong, her face flashed some happiness and shyness, and hurriedly buried her head in his arms.

"Xian'er, how did you end up in the White Lotus Sect?" Lin Wanrong said softly.

Qin Xian'er sighed: "It just so happened that the master went to the capital to do business that year. Seeing that I was pitiful, he accepted me as a disciple and brought me back to the sect. From then on, I became a little witch of the White Lotus Sect. "Young Master, do you hate witches very much?"

Lin Wanrong smiled and said, "I don't know about other little demon girls, but Xian'er, this little demon girl, I greatly like."

Qin Xian'er was overjoyed and sighed: "Xian'er didn't want to be a demon girl at first, but my master raised me since childhood, and he was very kind to me. What her old man asked me to do, I even sacrificed my life. It must be done.”

"I can understand this, then you can do it according to your own ideas. Do you remember what I said to you before, if it is for your own relatives, even if it is an enemy of the world?" Lin Wanrong said.

"What the son said, Xian'er remembers every sentence." Qin Xian'er took the initiative to bury her head on his chest, her small breasts were pink, and her face was wet with tears, but she was shy and unpretentious, which made Lin Wanrong feel itchy. . ***, it's really hard, Xian'er is so well-behaved and has suffered so much, I can't bear to want the overlord to force the bow.