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Chapter 942: The Flower Seeds I Buried Back then

"Meet each other in my dream..."

Returning to his room, Xia Shang held a cup of hot tea, rubbed his legs and happily recalled Yue Lingbo's words.

What does this woman mean?

Xia Shang was still daydreaming.

In fact, it is very simple for Xia Shang to guess a woman's mind, but the fun between a man and a woman is far more than passionate like fire, hazy like mist, and being in a trance is also a kind of beauty.

Xia Shang was also happy to keep this mystery, not to think about it in detail, not to see through it.

Behind him, Yue'er gently massaged the old man with increasingly skillful techniques, which made Xia Shang feel so comfortable that he fell into a drowsy state.

Now the house is too crowded, because there are many people in the courtyard, more than 20 people from Yangzhou, plus the seven or eight people from Shuiyue Villa, and the seven or eight people who originally lived here, it can only accommodate more than ten people.

The house is a bit unbearable.

In order to make room, everyone has to squeeze in.

Xia Shang, Qin Huairou, Liu Ruyan, their two maids, and their two children all had to squeeze into this room.

The small room was divided into three sections, left, middle and right, with screens. There were two beds on each side of the room. All kinds of furniture were piled up so much that there was very little room to stay.

After Xia Shang took his children out to play, when he came back, he heard that all the ladies in his family were going to the capital together.

Yue'er knew the old man in front of her, and she knew from the look on his face that he was thinking of a certain woman.

However, Yue'er was not angry with the master this time. She hadn't seen him for two full years, and she felt sorry for the man she was serving.

So what if I'm thinking about other women? I'm not the only one who can serve you.

However, Xiaoyue has never lived in such a crowded room, and she is not used to it. She wonders if the master can sleep at night.

Thinking of sleeping with her two little ancestors again, Yue'er hurriedly took out something from the cabinet inside.

Yue'er quickly returned behind Xia Shang and handed Xia Shang two small cotton balls.

"What's this?"

"Master, keep it with you. If the young lady and the young master argue at night, you can plug your ears."

Xia Shang smiled and put it away.

When Yue'er saw it, she felt happy and was ready to rub the master's shoulders.

"No need." Xia Shang grabbed Yue'er's little hand. This delicate little hand felt much bigger than before.

Xia Shang was quite curious and couldn't help but rub it.

Yue'er was shy and wanted to take her hand out but couldn't. She coyly whispered: "Master, what are you doing?"

"Come here." Xia Shang suddenly pulled Yue'er down to him seriously.

Yue'er thought she had done something wrong, and she felt guilty at the moment, so she stood obediently and thought about what the master was going to say.

Xia Shang's eyes were filled with excitement. He looked at Yue'er up and down several times and praised him: "When I looked at you across the table earlier, I thought you had gained a lot of weight. Now I took a closer look and realized that it turned out that

My little maid has grown into a mature maid."

Yue'er frowned slightly and took a closer look at her appearance: "Master, is Yue'er really fat?"

Xia Shang glanced at the increasingly plump part of this girl and said rather teasingly: "Some parts of her are obviously fat."

Yue'er's face turned red and she lowered her head in shame. She had no idea what the master was talking about.

I thought that these things were becoming more and more out of control recently, almost catching up with my wife's. If this continues, it will be troublesome to work in the future, and it will attract attention wherever I go.

Now that I have become the laughing stock of my master, how can I hold my head high in the future?

Yue'er was worried and depressed to the extreme.

Xia Shang admired her shy and annoyed look and thought it was ridiculous.

But in my heart, I feel very emotional. The childish little girl back then has now become a delicate woman. The innocence and arrogance of the past are still vivid in my mind, but now she has become more disciplined and strict, and she is no different from the maids of other families.

But this maid was the only maid who had served him. He could bathe and dress in front of her without any scruples. Wherever there was this maid, Xia Shang ate, drank, had sex and slept with her.

How could Xia Shang treat such a maid as just a maid?

"Yue'er, are you eighteen?"

"Yeah." Yue'er's voice was very soft and she was not very interested.

"When the maids from other families are over 16, they will either return to their own family, or they will be arranged to find their husband's family..."

"Master!" Yue'er suddenly stared and raised her head, "Master, are you going to drive me away?"

As soon as I finished speaking, tears rolled out of my eyes like rain, and then I knelt down.

Xia Shang didn't expect this girl to react so strongly. He was startled and quickly grabbed her arm: "Hey, what are you doing? Did I tell you to drive you away again?"

"Then what dissatisfaction does the master have with Yue'er?"

"There is no dissatisfaction. What I mean is that you have served me for so many years. As a master, I cannot keep occupying you. Although you are a girl, you still have to consider your future and your future life. You will have

No plans?"

Yue'er frowned: "What plans can Yue'er have? Anyway, Madam has already planned it for Yue'er. Yue'er can just follow Madam's arrangements. Master, it's not like you don't know."

"When did I become clear? I didn't hear Huairou mention anything to me."

"That's when Yue'er was still young."

"I used to think girls at the age of 18 were very young, but now I feel that girls at the age of 18 should be anxious. After all, we live in a different era and live in a different society!"

Yue'er obviously didn't know what the master meant after that, but she couldn't tell whether the master really didn't understand. She was a little anxious at the moment and said softly: "The master said that the maid from another family wants to return to the family after sixteen, and what's the matter?"

Or get married, but there are also those who have not left the master..."

Xia Shang thought thoughtfully: "What else is there? Why don't I know?"

Yue'er was so angry at the master's pig brain that she blushed and said: "I was married to the madam. I am the madam's personal maid. When the madam married the old man, Yue'er also married the old man. Unless the old man

If you don't like Yue'er, Yue'er can't leave. Because... Because Yue'er will belong to the master sooner or later. The master wants Yue'er to talk about the future. Yue'er's future is to be the master's maidservant and serve the master all his life.

Although Yue'er is not as beautiful as Madam now, and the master also dislikes Yue'er for being fat, Yue'er will eat less in the future and work hard...try to look like the master likes her."

Xia Shang smiled and hugged this silly girl.

In the past, this girl could only be held half in the arms, but now she has grown to be able to be held in the full arms.

"Okay, don't cry. I just want to hear what you have to say and know what kind of life you like. Since you like to be named Xia, then you can be my maid for the rest of your life."

Yue'er is the flower seed that he planted with his own hands. Now it's time for the flowers to bloom. The beauty and unique feelings of the flowers are kept privately. Xia Shang is reluctant to share them with others, allowing him to enjoy them alone (to be continued).

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