As the night progressed, the maids and the young masters and ladies sitting around the bed chatted for a long time, from Tiannan to Haibei, from the most expensive clothes in Jinxiu Pavilion in Guyang City to the seven peaks of Qingyun.
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Then they talked about tomorrow and the future. They talked about how the four little maids should show their faces to the Murong family tomorrow. They talked about how to manage the families in Guyang City. But no one talked about Shen Lang.
Time will leave. It seems that everyone is deliberately avoiding that topic.
We didn’t talk about leaving, but we started talking about reunion.
"Master, after attending the auction, when will you come to Guyang City again?" Biyun asked while squeezing Shen Lang's shoulders.
Everyone was silent for a moment, looking at him expectantly, waiting for his answer.
"Um..." Shen Lang thought carefully, but did not tell an exact date, because in fact, he himself did not know when he would come to Guyang City.
In recent days, the activities of the Demon Lord have become more frequent. Although he has always dreamed of being a carefree little person who lives in the world, if the door to the Xiaoyao Realm is really opened, then a new Demon Lord will be born.
By then, maybe even if the entire continent is in turmoil, it will be difficult for him to find any paradise on earth.
According to Shen Lang's plan, after returning this time, he will concentrate on practicing. If the friction between Zhengdao and Mo Sect continues, he might also participate in it, contribute some efforts to Qingyun, perform tasks or something.
Therefore, Shen Lang is really not sure when he will next have time to come to Guyang City.
But Shen Lang would not talk about these worrying issues and let everyone worry with him, so he raised his body backwards, leaned on Biyun very comfortably, and said easily:
"When the peach blossoms in Guyang City are at their most beautiful, I will come back!"
"When are the peach blossoms blooming most beautifully?"
The four innocent little maids began to wonder in what season the peach blossoms bloomed. It was August now and how many days there were until the next peach blossoms bloomed.
Then they suddenly realized that peach blossoms bloom every year, but how can they be considered the most beautiful time?
Does it refer to the time when they are shy and waiting to bloom, or when the flowers are in full bloom? Or maybe the flowers of one or two peach trees are not enough to be called beautiful, so then the entire Guyang City should be planted with peach blossoms to make Guyang City a beautiful place.
How about Peach Blossom City?
If this is the case, the city is full of peach blossoms and fallen flowers. One day in the future, their young master will come back stepping on the petals on the ground in the gorgeous rain of flowers?
Maybe that day was really beautiful? The beauty was so moving, so desirable, and so elusive.
Shen Lang didn't know what the innocent little maids were thinking. He just leaned on the girls and smelled the faint body fragrance of the girls. He felt very comfortable and comfortable, and joked casually: "Or, wait until you are all
When it’s ripe.”
"Master, please give us a little more thought." Biyun suddenly said.
"Nianxiang? What Nianxiang?" Shen Lang asked curiously.
"Well... it's the one thing that allows us to miss you from time to time when you're not around." Baguio said seriously.
Qingmei seemed to have thought of something. She was squeezing Shen Lang's arm when she suddenly raised Shen Lang's hand, put it between her lips and kissed him, looking at him provocatively, "You just said that when we are familiar with each other? Then?
We are already cooked, do you want to taste it?"
"Ahem..." Shen Lang coughed twice awkwardly, looked at the four sisters surrounding him, and unconsciously touched his nose, as if to see if he had a nosebleed. He thought to himself , these four little girls are really becoming more and more bold.
Just thinking like this, it seemed that because Qingmei had set a precedent, Shen Lang did not stop her and seemed to be easy to bully. The three little girls who became more and more bold were not to be outdone, and they all came forward one after another, and pressed each other involuntarily. His arms scratched his itchy spots, and then they took the opportunity to kiss his face and neck.
"Rebellion...rebellion!" Shen Lang, who was caught off guard by the sneak attack, rolled over from the bed, glanced at his wife, and said fiercely: "Wife, I want to teach them a lesson, what do you think?"
"Hmm... if you dare to kiss my man, are you trying to steal my man from me? You should teach me a lesson." Xia Qianye deliberately kept a straight face, but said jokingly: "Don't they know my man is there? Is it so strong that most people can’t handle it? Come on, let them have a taste of it, so I can get some more rest tonight.”
"Okay!" Shen Lang responded and pounced on the four little maids like a lion fighting a rabbit.
"Ah...Master! We were wrong!"
"Miss, help me! Your man is going crazy."
The little maids were startled and fled from one end of the bed to the other like frightened fish. Qingzhu Qingmei even timidly walked around behind Xia Qianye, as if she had found a safe place. Harbor.
But Xia Qianye grabbed them and said with a wicked smile: "How dare you throw yourself into a trap? Tell me, do you have any evil intentions towards my husband? Do you want me to nod and let you come in as concubines?"
Xia Qianye was just joking, but after all, her relationship with Shen Lang was there, so when she said this, even if she was joking, it had a bit more dignity.
Qingzhu Qingmei only thought that Miss Xia was taking it seriously, and said repeatedly: "Don't dare, don't dare, the young master belongs to the young lady, we must not have too many inappropriate thoughts. Now we are the personal maids of the young master and the young lady. , I only need to be a little maid from now on, and I will be very satisfied."
"Well, what did you want to do just now?" Xia Qianye continued to ask.
"Just now..." Qingzhu said with a red face: "You and the young master are leaving, so we want to leave a seal as a souvenir..."
"Seal?" Xia Qianye rubbed her eyebrows, wondering how these seventeen or eighteen-year-old girls could have so many naive ideas. However, just as she was sighing, Qingmei, who had always been bolder, suddenly kissed her. Xia Qianye took a sip and said, "Miss! Don't even think about escaping! At worst, you and the young master will punish us later. Anyway, we have sealed this seal."
"Hey..." Xia Qianye wanted to say something more, but the bold little maids rushed forward, completely forgetting about whether or not they would be punished for doing something wrong, or even how they would be punished. She was completely willing to give up, and just pulled the sheets and rolled with her lady, and kissed Xia Qianye in certain places on her body, which was regarded as a stamp of approval.
Shen Lang looked at the messy sheets on the bed and the five women fighting and fighting, which was a bit fun and a bit erotic. He felt more playful in his heart and rushed forward and said: "Sign it? Where can I find a slave to give it to you?" The master stamped it? You really want to rebel! Even if it is stamped, it is this young master who stamped it for you."
"And what else, you want me to leave you with a thought, right? Then I will leave you with a thought that you will never forget..."