On the third day, not a single servant was left in this resort villa. With such a large area, the front yard, the back garden, the swimming pool, and the interior of the villa... this was simply impossible!
Not to mention being his personal nanny.
In the hot and luxurious bathroom, filled with white mist, Huangfu Weir was leaning completely naked in the pool, with his wheat-colored muscular body half submerged in the water and half exposed... very strong.
"What are you doing standing here? Come here!" He lazily said to the little maid standing across from the bath.
Ian calmed down, walked over with the bathing utensils in hand, and knelt down next to him.
She had never seen a man's body before, so she couldn't help but blush...
She simply closed her eyes and rubbed her hands as if she were rubbing a pig. Thinking of the current situation, she asked him angrily, "Mr. Huangfu?"
"Huh?" His voice was lazy.
"I'm the only servant here, so I'm not busy at all."
"Aren't you awesome?"
"You are making things difficult for me."
"Have any objections?" Huangfu Will snorted coldly, "You choose the path yourself."
"..."
"Don't stop, use a little more force." His deep voice was impatient.
Go against him and still want to reap the rewards?
Ian'an knelt down beside him by the bathtub, looking at this arrogant and hateful man. He gritted his teeth and rubbed his chest harder, wishing to rub his skin off, "Then how long do I have to stay here?
"
"You want to leave?"
"...You helped the Yi family, but I can't stay here forever."
"Do what you are doing first." He opened one eye and glanced at her coldly. Seeing that her eyes were closed, he immediately raised his lips teasingly, "Massage me."
It was obvious that he didn't want her to leave, so An An pursed her lips.
"...I'm sorry, I don't know how to massage."
"I don't mind teaching you."
He put his backhand around her slender waist and touched it up in an ambiguous and teasing way. Ian'an froze and could only say, "I can."
Huangfu Will was very satisfied with the answer and put down his hand.
Ian'an looked at his strong shoulders, the muscles that seemed to have explosive power at any time, and then looked at his small hands, finally swallowed, and pressed the two Yiyi tremblingly.
But when she touched a man's body, she felt panicked for no reason...
"What are you doing? Click quickly." He frowned.
Ian felt relieved, closed his eyes and pinched randomly!
I just wish I could crush this person to death.
But for people who get massages regularly, her little intensity doesn't matter at all.
"A little below...and a little below..."
Her mind was a little confused, and her hands clumsily followed the instructions.
The soft hands were like feathers, lifting over his shoulders, chest, and towards his abdomen.
A wonderful pleasure slowly arises.
"A little more..." Huangfu Weir raised his head with a look of great enjoyment.
He smelled the fragrance on her body, and it was as addictive as when he first met her.
The feeling at that time was really wonderful. It would be better if I never saw her face.
Huangfu Weir's breathing became heavier. He opened his eyes. In the white fog, he saw that the woman in front of him still looked the same as before: her long hair was naturally braided into a strand hanging down her back, and she was wearing a mask.
Picturesque eyebrows!
She closed her eyes tightly because of nervousness, and her stubborn look made his heart beat...
The desire underneath her body gradually expanded.
Yi Anan followed his instructions and pressed down nervously. She was too distracted for a moment to notice his evil intentions...until her hand touched something hard!