I shuddered and immediately came to my senses. I straightened my body and wondered whether I should go.
"If you don't come over, how are you going to help me change my clothes?" The man continued to seduce me.
I hesitated for a while, then raised my steps and headed towards the bed.
He remained in the same position of lying on his side, and I stood in front of the bed, at a loss. He was so naked, which made my mouth dry and my tongue dry. Yesterday, I served him to bathe, even when I wiped his naked body, I didn't know what to do.
There was this panic.
What's wrong with me? Could it be that I can't resist temptation again?
I secretly pinched my thigh, and the pain brought me back to my senses. I pretended to pick up the silk tent as if nothing had happened, and looked at Yang Yumo, who still lightly closed his eyes.
Even though he knew I was waiting for him to get up, he still lay motionless. Was he deliberately teasing me?
He finally opened his eyes, and his eyes were filled with a lazy look, as if he hadn't woken up. His thin lips parted slightly, revealing his white teeth, "Pay compensation, I found that you are so beautiful when you are thinking...
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He was tempting me again, his voice was close to my ears, as if he was intimately entangled with me.
I could only look at him straight, attracted by his deep eyes, and it seemed that I could only indulge in it, and then indulge in it again, until I couldn't wake up...
Seeing the seductive smile on his lips, I came back to my senses completely. I coughed slightly and turned my head away uncomfortably, "Master, get up, it's getting late."
"Just because I didn't sleep well last night and I wanted to sleep, you always came to me. When you laugh, when you are happy, when you get angry and yell, every one of them is so vivid..." Looking up at Yumo, it seems that he is in his own room.
He whispered to himself, but every word he said was heard in my ears.
I was wary, wondering if he was playing another trick. But I saw his eyes were blurred, and there was a smile on his lips, as if he was thinking about something intoxicating. But he clearly mentioned me, could it be that I
, is he the object of intoxication?
His eyes returned to clarity and he looked straight at me, "Now I also know that my compensation, even if I am meditating on it, is so beautiful that it makes my heart beat faster..."
Under his affectionate eyes, I panicked, turned around quickly, and muttered: "Master, Master, you really love to joke. I am just a maid, there is no need for you to make such jokes with me."
When I opened my mouth, I realized that my voice was slightly hoarse and I lacked confidence.
Without any further hesitation, I headed outside the house. Unfortunately, someone refused, so I couldn't leave.