The greyhound didn't say anything, and brought in a toilet larger than a bucket from the warm cabinet, placed it on the side of the embroidery couch, and uncovered the lid.
Unlike ordinary toilets, there is also a layer of softer wood inside. It can be uncovered. There is a round hole about a foot in the center of the inner cover. It is specially made by the greyhound.
No matter how clean the toilet is, there is still a odor
The feeling of the moon is very different from the fragrance on the embroidered couch and brocade quilt.
The greyhound seemed to be distracted, lifted the brocade quilt, carried him horizontally out of bed, and sat him on the toilet. He put his upper body with one hand and let him sit up straight, and took his pants down to his thigh with the other hand. Then he grabbed the thick brocade robe and put it on for him, and said softly: It's OK to solve it.
If he encountered a general amnesty, he hurriedly let go of his anus that had been tightly closed, and had already sore and swelling.
Wow~ It’s so cool!
But I smelled a series of sounds of farts, and a half-sparse filth was sprayed out from my anus
He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, then frowned again, feeling embarrassed
It turned out that he had been lying on the bed, his stomach was indigested, and his stinking smelly Ah~ was so stinky!
He looked up at the Greyhound, and saw that she was frowning and covered her nose with her hands, which was obviously more uncomfortable than herself
After the feces, the urine followed. The sound of the urination column hitting the water was about half a quarter of an hour before it was finished. He finally relaxed completely and felt refreshed. It was even more comfortable than when he ejaculated after passionately reunion!
Greyhoe helped him clean, lifted his pants, carried him back to the embroidery couch and lay down. Then he quickly turned around and covered the toilet lid, and asked to hand it over to Bing'er. Bing'er took it over, and then handed it to a maid who was a maid who asked her to deal with it.
When he returned to the bedroom, the Greyhound opened all the doors and windows for breathing. He was afraid that he would not dare to open it for too long. After the stench dissipated, he quickly closed the doors and windows. When he turned around, he saw Bing'er poking his head outside the door, so he cast an inquiring look at her, meaning to ask if there was anything wrong?
Relatively speaking, she communicated a lot with Bing'er, but most of them were gestures with eyes. Bing'er had been following her for a long time, and she could almost understand the meaning of her various eyes.
Binger stretched his waist and said lazily: The little maid is a little sleepy. If nothing is wrong here, I want to go back to the house and sleep.
Greyho nodded, Bing'er was swaying gracefully, and his style was not like a senior maid, but like a daughter-in-law.
Seeing her thin clothes, Greyti remembered that although it was spring, the wind in the mountains was strong, so she hurriedly grabbed a cloak and chased her out to put it on. Bing'er bowed and said thank you, and left.
In the past few days of recuperation, Wuyue always felt that the master and servant Greyti and Binger were really different.
Among the daughters he is familiar with, only the second sister's personal maid is the most appropriate; the eldest sister's maid Zhenwen is very funny, and the three below are typical double-faced men, who are servile and do everything to the lower body, completely different from each other; Xiaohong's maid Xiaoqing adjusts fat and makes powder all day long, dresses up in a colorful manner, and is determined to climb high and find a good husband; Sister Zhirong's maid seems to be more fierce than her, and is basically a thug...
But all these weird personal maids are not as good as Bing'er's finger. In the past few days, he has never seen Bing'er do anything except going out to take Harina here. He slept earlier than Greyhoe every day and got up much later than her. After getting up, he came here not to serve Greyhoe, but Greyhoe was waiting for her to dress up and make her beautiful, and then stayed bored in the warm room, at most he could just pass a message for the lady. He was at the same table as the lady during dinner, and Greyhoe often picked up food for her...
Such things are different. It can be said that she looks more noble than all the daughters Wu Yue has seen. If he didn't know the identities of the two, he would definitely think that Greyhoe was Bing'er's maid.
Greyhound doesn't like talking, but he couldn't help saying: Greyhound, I think you can fire Bing'er, this lazy girl, I'm afraid you'll be more relaxed.
Greyho shook his head and didn't say anything. He went back to the bed and took out a hot towel from the steaming basin, twisted it with both hands until it was half dry, and began to wipe his whole body. While wiping, he looked at him with a smile and said angrily: If you want to relieve your hands, just tell me, you have to hold on. You deserve to die! In the ruined temple of Mianchi, you can't move. I haven't served you like this, and I have never seen you be polite.
Wuyue thought to herself, it was Xiaoyu Ah, which looked like a little haircut from a garbage dump, of course it was different!
He suddenly realized that in fact, there was no difference between Greyho and Xiaoyu in essence. He was as careful and thoughtful as water, and took care of himself in every detail.
The only difference is that I spent much more time with Xiaoyu in the past, but with this time I was lucky enough to save my life and was taken care of by the Greyhound for so long, the only difference was gone.
He finally found some of the intimacy he felt when he was with Xiaoyu, and he was no longer so restrained
After greyhound wiped him clean and fed him a bowl of steaming hot thousand-year-old ginseng soup, it was already supper time.
There is no trace of Bing'er yet, probably still sleeping in
Two little maids came in, placed the kang table on the embroidery couch, tidied up the bandage cloth that had been replaced on the bed table, and prepared to take it out for washing.
Greyho said: Didn’t I say you don’t need to wash it?
A maid hurriedly said: "The little maids want to take it to the patio, soak it in clean water first, and the lady will wash it later."
Greyti ordered: Bing'er hasn't gotten up yet, remember to warm her food, then waved her hand and let them go out.
After a while, the silver plate and jade butterfly came in one after another and placed it on the kang table.
Wuyue looked up and saw that there were Yàn mug, pickled pig tails, goose palms, steamed willow fried fish, chicken legs, silver plate of Magu, East China Sea stone flower sea cabbage, and a few plates of unfamous delicious dishes, which were full of tables.
The imperial chef's craftsmanship is not easy to be easy, it can be said to be full of color, fragrance and taste, and it is beautiful with exquisite jade dishes!
Wuyue was lying on the bed, and could smell the fragrance of vegetables several feet away, which made him move his index finger!
It’s strange that his appetite is not very good in normal times, but even though he is seriously injured, his appetite is very good!
Greyhound picked up the Fluttershy and Silver Chopsticks, and ate very little by himself. He mainly ate some vegetables, but mostly fed them into Wuyue's mouth.
Seeing that he was eating voraciously, he advised: You can't digest well, don't eat too fast, and don't eat too much waiting for your injury to heal. I will make a table of good dishes for you with my own hands
Wu Yueqi said: Do you have the best cooking skills? I thought it’s really strange to this world. The nobler the girl is, the more diligent the girl is. My eldest sister is also a cooking expert.
Greyti nodded and said: I'm bored at home all day long, thinking about it, not only cooking, but also girls should know what I can do.
Wuyue sighed: I'm afraid my injury will be difficult to heal... It's just a burden to you
Greyhound comforted: Auspicious people will have their own appearance, you must have confidence and not be discouraged!
Wuyue sighed: If any man marry you in the future, he will be very lucky!
Greyho looked at him and went to the yard to clean the bandages he had replaced.
Wuyue lay alone on the bed, suddenly felt empty and bored, and she was seriously injured and unable to cure her. Under the rejuvenation of the plum blossoms, Sister Beifeng didn’t know if she woke up?
And the eldest sister and the others, I don’t know what’s going on now?
For a moment, my heart was wafting, and all kinds of distracting thoughts came one after another, making my heart even more messy!
In the past, I always felt like a bird in a cage, thinking about rushing out of the cage and flying high.
This time he came out for so long and had a life of death. He was only a little more stable now that he suddenly realized that he had begun to miss home.
It's Ah. Although her godmother is very rude and can't take care of her children, she is also scary when she gets angry, but her care and love for herself are so deep.
And Sister Beifeng and Big Sister, they are so nice to me!
This time I came out, I finally learned what the sinister world is. When walking on the road, strangers may take a knife at you at any time; when sleeping in an inn, the windows may be kicked open by killers at any time, and jumped in to kill people; lying in the wilderness, farmers and herders may also be enemies, worried day and night, unable to sleep or eat!
However, I thought again and thought that I did not have any gains when I came out this time, at least I learned how to face various difficulties
At least I could not have realized before that sometimes it would be so difficult to have a full meal!
Sometimes, in order to get a meal overnight, I am willing to do even the cheapest things!
He is like a child who was bullied miserably by a bad child outside. Now he just wants to go home and hide in his godmother's warm and safe arms.
While he was thinking about it, Zhao Fengyin walked in pretty
He hurriedly calmed down and couldn't move his body, so he nodded and said: Hello, Princess! Caomin is injured, so he can't pay a lot of worship. Finally, he figured out the true identity of Empress Yunmeng. This is the second biggest gain of his trip this time.
Zhao Fengyin smiled and said: Wuyue, please give me sour water. This is not the first time I have been here. Don’t be polite. Sitting down beside the bed, lifting the brocade quilt, reaching out to hold the sea of Qi and injecting true energy.
She no longer dared to try to clear the meridians for him. It was not a matter of skill, but after the true qi attacked Wuyue's body, the right path was blocked, but she kept hiking and running around in the messy evil turnouts, without being guided and controlled by her at all. She was a typical sign of being possessed by the devil!
All she could do was to use the normal meridians that could barely be opened several times by pushing the Gong Zhu acupoints to prevent him from lying on a sickbed for a long time and being unable to move. These meridians were blocked and atrophed, and they would really end up being paralyzed for life!
About two quarters of an hour later, after practicing the three Zhoutians, she saw Wuyue's face slightly rosy, and then she stopped the exercises and tucked the brocade quilt for him, and asked softly: Do you feel better?
Wuyue nodded and said: It's better, thank you princess! By the way, was Ying'er rescued by the miracle doctor on the other side of the desert, on the shore of the North Sea?
Zhao Fengyin said strangely: What a big deal... Seeing his face suddenly turned pale, she seemed to remember something, and hurriedly stopped talking.
Wuyue blinked her eyes, and two lines of tears fell down her cheeks, dripping from her pillow, and she cried: Ying'er...Is she...
Unlike ordinary toilets, there is also a layer of softer wood inside. It can be uncovered. There is a round hole about a foot in the center of the inner cover. It is specially made by the greyhound.
No matter how clean the toilet is, there is still a odor
The feeling of the moon is very different from the fragrance on the embroidered couch and brocade quilt.
The greyhound seemed to be distracted, lifted the brocade quilt, carried him horizontally out of bed, and sat him on the toilet. He put his upper body with one hand and let him sit up straight, and took his pants down to his thigh with the other hand. Then he grabbed the thick brocade robe and put it on for him, and said softly: It's OK to solve it.
If he encountered a general amnesty, he hurriedly let go of his anus that had been tightly closed, and had already sore and swelling.
Wow~ It’s so cool!
But I smelled a series of sounds of farts, and a half-sparse filth was sprayed out from my anus
He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, then frowned again, feeling embarrassed
It turned out that he had been lying on the bed, his stomach was indigested, and his stinking smelly Ah~ was so stinky!
He looked up at the Greyhound, and saw that she was frowning and covered her nose with her hands, which was obviously more uncomfortable than herself
After the feces, the urine followed. The sound of the urination column hitting the water was about half a quarter of an hour before it was finished. He finally relaxed completely and felt refreshed. It was even more comfortable than when he ejaculated after passionately reunion!
Greyhoe helped him clean, lifted his pants, carried him back to the embroidery couch and lay down. Then he quickly turned around and covered the toilet lid, and asked to hand it over to Bing'er. Bing'er took it over, and then handed it to a maid who was a maid who asked her to deal with it.
When he returned to the bedroom, the Greyhound opened all the doors and windows for breathing. He was afraid that he would not dare to open it for too long. After the stench dissipated, he quickly closed the doors and windows. When he turned around, he saw Bing'er poking his head outside the door, so he cast an inquiring look at her, meaning to ask if there was anything wrong?
Relatively speaking, she communicated a lot with Bing'er, but most of them were gestures with eyes. Bing'er had been following her for a long time, and she could almost understand the meaning of her various eyes.
Binger stretched his waist and said lazily: The little maid is a little sleepy. If nothing is wrong here, I want to go back to the house and sleep.
Greyho nodded, Bing'er was swaying gracefully, and his style was not like a senior maid, but like a daughter-in-law.
Seeing her thin clothes, Greyti remembered that although it was spring, the wind in the mountains was strong, so she hurriedly grabbed a cloak and chased her out to put it on. Bing'er bowed and said thank you, and left.
In the past few days of recuperation, Wuyue always felt that the master and servant Greyti and Binger were really different.
Among the daughters he is familiar with, only the second sister's personal maid is the most appropriate; the eldest sister's maid Zhenwen is very funny, and the three below are typical double-faced men, who are servile and do everything to the lower body, completely different from each other; Xiaohong's maid Xiaoqing adjusts fat and makes powder all day long, dresses up in a colorful manner, and is determined to climb high and find a good husband; Sister Zhirong's maid seems to be more fierce than her, and is basically a thug...
But all these weird personal maids are not as good as Bing'er's finger. In the past few days, he has never seen Bing'er do anything except going out to take Harina here. He slept earlier than Greyhoe every day and got up much later than her. After getting up, he came here not to serve Greyhoe, but Greyhoe was waiting for her to dress up and make her beautiful, and then stayed bored in the warm room, at most he could just pass a message for the lady. He was at the same table as the lady during dinner, and Greyhoe often picked up food for her...
Such things are different. It can be said that she looks more noble than all the daughters Wu Yue has seen. If he didn't know the identities of the two, he would definitely think that Greyhoe was Bing'er's maid.
Greyhound doesn't like talking, but he couldn't help saying: Greyhound, I think you can fire Bing'er, this lazy girl, I'm afraid you'll be more relaxed.
Greyho shook his head and didn't say anything. He went back to the bed and took out a hot towel from the steaming basin, twisted it with both hands until it was half dry, and began to wipe his whole body. While wiping, he looked at him with a smile and said angrily: If you want to relieve your hands, just tell me, you have to hold on. You deserve to die! In the ruined temple of Mianchi, you can't move. I haven't served you like this, and I have never seen you be polite.
Wuyue thought to herself, it was Xiaoyu Ah, which looked like a little haircut from a garbage dump, of course it was different!
He suddenly realized that in fact, there was no difference between Greyho and Xiaoyu in essence. He was as careful and thoughtful as water, and took care of himself in every detail.
The only difference is that I spent much more time with Xiaoyu in the past, but with this time I was lucky enough to save my life and was taken care of by the Greyhound for so long, the only difference was gone.
He finally found some of the intimacy he felt when he was with Xiaoyu, and he was no longer so restrained
After greyhound wiped him clean and fed him a bowl of steaming hot thousand-year-old ginseng soup, it was already supper time.
There is no trace of Bing'er yet, probably still sleeping in
Two little maids came in, placed the kang table on the embroidery couch, tidied up the bandage cloth that had been replaced on the bed table, and prepared to take it out for washing.
Greyho said: Didn’t I say you don’t need to wash it?
A maid hurriedly said: "The little maids want to take it to the patio, soak it in clean water first, and the lady will wash it later."
Greyti ordered: Bing'er hasn't gotten up yet, remember to warm her food, then waved her hand and let them go out.
After a while, the silver plate and jade butterfly came in one after another and placed it on the kang table.
Wuyue looked up and saw that there were Yàn mug, pickled pig tails, goose palms, steamed willow fried fish, chicken legs, silver plate of Magu, East China Sea stone flower sea cabbage, and a few plates of unfamous delicious dishes, which were full of tables.
The imperial chef's craftsmanship is not easy to be easy, it can be said to be full of color, fragrance and taste, and it is beautiful with exquisite jade dishes!
Wuyue was lying on the bed, and could smell the fragrance of vegetables several feet away, which made him move his index finger!
It’s strange that his appetite is not very good in normal times, but even though he is seriously injured, his appetite is very good!
Greyhound picked up the Fluttershy and Silver Chopsticks, and ate very little by himself. He mainly ate some vegetables, but mostly fed them into Wuyue's mouth.
Seeing that he was eating voraciously, he advised: You can't digest well, don't eat too fast, and don't eat too much waiting for your injury to heal. I will make a table of good dishes for you with my own hands
Wu Yueqi said: Do you have the best cooking skills? I thought it’s really strange to this world. The nobler the girl is, the more diligent the girl is. My eldest sister is also a cooking expert.
Greyti nodded and said: I'm bored at home all day long, thinking about it, not only cooking, but also girls should know what I can do.
Wuyue sighed: I'm afraid my injury will be difficult to heal... It's just a burden to you
Greyhound comforted: Auspicious people will have their own appearance, you must have confidence and not be discouraged!
Wuyue sighed: If any man marry you in the future, he will be very lucky!
Greyho looked at him and went to the yard to clean the bandages he had replaced.
Wuyue lay alone on the bed, suddenly felt empty and bored, and she was seriously injured and unable to cure her. Under the rejuvenation of the plum blossoms, Sister Beifeng didn’t know if she woke up?
And the eldest sister and the others, I don’t know what’s going on now?
For a moment, my heart was wafting, and all kinds of distracting thoughts came one after another, making my heart even more messy!
In the past, I always felt like a bird in a cage, thinking about rushing out of the cage and flying high.
This time he came out for so long and had a life of death. He was only a little more stable now that he suddenly realized that he had begun to miss home.
It's Ah. Although her godmother is very rude and can't take care of her children, she is also scary when she gets angry, but her care and love for herself are so deep.
And Sister Beifeng and Big Sister, they are so nice to me!
This time I came out, I finally learned what the sinister world is. When walking on the road, strangers may take a knife at you at any time; when sleeping in an inn, the windows may be kicked open by killers at any time, and jumped in to kill people; lying in the wilderness, farmers and herders may also be enemies, worried day and night, unable to sleep or eat!
However, I thought again and thought that I did not have any gains when I came out this time, at least I learned how to face various difficulties
At least I could not have realized before that sometimes it would be so difficult to have a full meal!
Sometimes, in order to get a meal overnight, I am willing to do even the cheapest things!
He is like a child who was bullied miserably by a bad child outside. Now he just wants to go home and hide in his godmother's warm and safe arms.
While he was thinking about it, Zhao Fengyin walked in pretty
He hurriedly calmed down and couldn't move his body, so he nodded and said: Hello, Princess! Caomin is injured, so he can't pay a lot of worship. Finally, he figured out the true identity of Empress Yunmeng. This is the second biggest gain of his trip this time.
Zhao Fengyin smiled and said: Wuyue, please give me sour water. This is not the first time I have been here. Don’t be polite. Sitting down beside the bed, lifting the brocade quilt, reaching out to hold the sea of Qi and injecting true energy.
She no longer dared to try to clear the meridians for him. It was not a matter of skill, but after the true qi attacked Wuyue's body, the right path was blocked, but she kept hiking and running around in the messy evil turnouts, without being guided and controlled by her at all. She was a typical sign of being possessed by the devil!
All she could do was to use the normal meridians that could barely be opened several times by pushing the Gong Zhu acupoints to prevent him from lying on a sickbed for a long time and being unable to move. These meridians were blocked and atrophed, and they would really end up being paralyzed for life!
About two quarters of an hour later, after practicing the three Zhoutians, she saw Wuyue's face slightly rosy, and then she stopped the exercises and tucked the brocade quilt for him, and asked softly: Do you feel better?
Wuyue nodded and said: It's better, thank you princess! By the way, was Ying'er rescued by the miracle doctor on the other side of the desert, on the shore of the North Sea?
Zhao Fengyin said strangely: What a big deal... Seeing his face suddenly turned pale, she seemed to remember something, and hurriedly stopped talking.
Wuyue blinked her eyes, and two lines of tears fell down her cheeks, dripping from her pillow, and she cried: Ying'er...Is she...
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