Zhou Yiyi was confused and replied, "A Ping is just used to it.
Besides, I already have quite a few servants in my courtyard, so mother doesn't need to arrange so many."
When Zhou Nansheng heard this, he knew that Zhou Yiyi still didn't know the purpose of Meng Lang.
Then he glared at Aping fiercely, and Aping trembled with fear.
Turning around, he smiled and said to Zhou Yiyi, "There's something going on in my mother's yard and I need Ah Ping's help. Let Meng Lang accompany you on this outing."
Zhou Yiyi didn't care. It didn't matter to her whether there was someone to serve her or not.
You can bring anyone with you.
When they arrived at the door, Wan Mobei had been waiting for a long time. Just as he was about to go forward to greet Zhou Yiyi, he saw Meng Lang at a glance and couldn't help but look at him a few more times.
But he didn't ask in front of so many servants.
He helped Zhou Yiyi onto the carriage, and Meng Lang followed behind him and also wanted to get on.
Wan Mobei pointed directly at another carriage with a page boy and said, "You can take that carriage!"
Meng Lang looked at Zhou Yiyi with a face full of grievance, and his light eyes seemed to carry a hook.
Unfortunately, Zhou Yiyi just glanced at him and didn't speak for him at all.
Meng Lang waited for a long time, and seeing that Zhou Yiyi did not object, he sighed in grievance and got on the servant's car.
Zhou Yiyi got on the bus and habitually found a comfortable seat to sit down, muttering, "This Menglang is not as comfortable as Aping. I won't take him with me next time."
Wan Mobei followed Zhou Yiyi into the car. After hearing her mumbling, he asked casually, "I've never seen this servant before. When did he come to your side?"
"After returning from the temple last time, mother let him go to my yard."
Wan Mobei couldn't help but frown when he thought of what his teacher had said before.
His voice also became a little deeper. "Is it comfortable for him to use?"
Zhou Yiyi played with the tassels on his clothes and said, "What's the problem with it being comfortable or not? It's just a job of serving tea and pouring water. I don't care too much."
Wan Mobei stared at Zhou Yiyi, not knowing whether what she said was true or false.
He turned around, closed the car door from the inside, and pulled Zhou Yi into his arms.
Zhou Yi had gotten used to Wan Mobei's sudden attacks early in the morning, and he was lazy and didn't resist.
In Wan Mobei's eyes, this scene was equivalent to the girl having adapted to the man's arms.
When I think of Meng Lang's existence, I can't help but feel sad.
He raised his hand and gently stroked Zhou Yiyi's face, loving her like a treasure.
He stared at her pink lips and rubbed them gently with his thumb until they turned bright red.
I don’t know where my mind was flying to, and my strength became stronger and stronger.
Zhou Yiyi patted Wan Mobei's hand, "What are you doing? You hurt me."
Wan Mobei's eyes were red, he didn't say anything, but continued to rub her lips a little roughly.
Zhou Yiyi angrily turned her head to avoid his fingers, and said coquettishly, "Why are you so sick so early in the morning? What's wrong?"
Wan Mobei still didn't speak, but looked at her with burning eyes, so hot that Zhou Yiyi wanted to hide.
But Wan Mobei was the first to restrain him and take away his breath.
Until Monday I couldn't breathe.
He ended the kiss with a feeling of unfulfilled desire.
Zhou Yiyi panted and angrily pounded Wan Mobei's chest, "What's wrong with you? You're like a mad dog."
Wan Mobei let her beat him, and after enduring for a long time, he finally asked what was in his mind, "Is Meng Lang a better kisser than me? Has he kissed you too?"
"What nonsense! Why would I let a page boy kiss me?"
Wan Mobei's pupils trembled, and a happy smile appeared on his lips, "So, you didn't let him serve you."
Zhou Yiyi shook his head and said, "I'm serving you! Didn't I just tell you to help me serve water and tea?
When Aping was not around, he helped me make the bed, and that was all.
Besides, isn't that what a page boy does?"
Wan Mobei hugged Zhou Yiyi tightly, with his chin resting on Zhou Yiyi's head, "Silly girl... such a silly girl."
Wan Mobei was extremely fond of it at this time, but Zhou Yi was still young and had not yet fully grasped the situation.
The first time he saw Meng Lang, he knew that Meng Lang was the man specially arranged by the Zhou family to be by Zhou Yiyi's side to help her with social matters.
Before a girl from a large family gets married, her family will find a clean and well-informed man to help her grow up.
This has almost become an established rule.
Everyone has long been accustomed to it.
After all, young ladies are delicate and weak. If they meet a novice, they will not only not feel pleasure, but may also get hurt.
After being served by a man who is proficient in human affairs for the first time, your body will gradually adapt and then you can get married.
But Wan Mo Beiji didn't want his girl to have close contact with other men.
Even Aping, who was with Zhou Yiyi all day long, had been secretly trained by him many times a long time ago.
It was repeatedly emphasized that Ping only needed to do some basic work, and other more intimate actions were absolutely not allowed.
But this Menglang was arranged by Lord Zhou for Zhou Yiyi. At first glance, you can tell that he is an extremely experienced man.
This is not to say that he has had contact with many women, but that he has specially learned the skills to please women.
In this female-dominated world, men often learn techniques to please women in order to win their favor.
But those serious men are generally ashamed to do these things, so this gave rise to a profession.
Boys from poor families were adopted into orphanages from a young age and learned various skills to serve women.
When they reach adulthood, they will be bought home by wealthy families to help their little girls grow up.
Generally speaking, this kind of man not only has an appearance that conforms to current aesthetics, but also has a clean background and superb skills.
He is the girl’s first man, and most of them will eventually stay with the girl and be deeply loved by her.
Wan Mobei has waited for so many years to finally get married. How could he possibly give up the girl he loves to someone else?
Zhou Yiyi is not clear about this matter.
No one mentions the sisters around me.
When Meng Lang came to their side this time, neither Zhou Nansheng nor Aping told her about it.
She thought he was just an ordinary page boy and didn't take it seriously.
It's really unfair for Wan Mobei to be so jealous.
He hugged Zhou Yiyi and wondered what he should do.
Seeing that we were getting closer and closer to Farewell Village.
Wan Mobei's eyes were determined and he had a plan in mind.
The carriage swayed slowly, and half an hour later, it arrived at the Wan family's hot spring villa.
I have been to this villa several times before Zhou Yiyi, and I especially like the hot springs here.
After getting off the carriage, the first thing I wanted to do was to go to the hot springs.
Wan Mobei of course agreed and asked someone to make the arrangements.
After sending Zhou Yiyi into the hot spring room, he lingered at the door for a while, then seemed to have made up his mind and entered the room next door.
Inside the hot spring room, Zhou Yiyi lazily soaked in the hot spring, his mind wandering.
Suddenly, a pair of slightly rough hands pinched her shoulders, and she was so scared that she almost screamed.
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