Suddenly, she felt as if something sharp was pressing against her from behind.
Not soft, very hard.
Ning Yu wasn't stupid. Having felt a man's thing before, her body froze in place. Didn't she say it was perfect?! Isn't this normal?
"Didn't you say you were sick?"
Ning Yu tried desperately to move forward, but there was a desk in front of her, which formed a trap with the man's chest, making it difficult to break free.
Shen Zongyu also wanted to ask himself why he lost control when he met this little wet nurse.
Ning Yu was a little unaccustomed to having something behind him, and hesitantly said, "My Lord, can you let me go? I feel a little uncomfortable."
How could Shen Zongyu give up the soft jade and warm fragrance in his hand? Without hesitation, he said, "No."
Ning Yu felt the change in the sharp weapon, and her fair and tender face flushed red. Her voice was tender and tender, "...Then how long will I hold her?"
Shen Zongyu's big hand firmly grasped Chuchu's slender waist, which was soft and warm, and he rubbed it subconsciously.
Ning Yu's eyes suddenly became moist, and she couldn't help but let out a soft moan from her throat, so sweet and soft that she quickly closed her mouth in fright.
How could she make that sound?
A hint of darkness appeared in Shen Zongyu's eyes, the corners of his lips curled slightly, and his voice was extremely hoarse, "...So this place can't be touched."
Ning Yu was a little angry and embarrassed, and couldn't help but kick Shen Zongyu's leg.
Shen Zongyu was slightly stunned. This little wet nurse was quite courageous. Gradually, he recalled the incident at Chunshen Tower. With a hint of ridicule, he said, "I remember that at Chunshen Tower, it seemed like you were the one who took the initiative to rush over. You were very courageous..."
Ning Yuxue's neck couldn't help but flush, and she felt a deep sense of regret in her heart. She should not have chosen this man in the first place.
However, she did not notice the change in the expression of the man behind her. His eyes were full of overwhelming desire, and he seemed to be unable to control himself.
Ning Yu was a little tired of standing and couldn't help asking, "My Lord, when can we release..."
Before she could finish her words, she was forcibly turned around by the big hand at her waist, facing the man. Before Ning Yu could react, her delicate chin was held hostage by the man's slender white hand, and was forced to lift up. A cold breath hit her face.
His thin lips touched hers, and compared to his cold and hard appearance, there was also a hint of coolness.
Ning Yu's pupils shrank slightly, "Didn't you say you wouldn't touch me..."
But now that the arrow is on the string, the man can't bear it anymore.
Shen Zongyu is a martial artist, and his strength is quite brutal.
The little nurse in his arms couldn't stand it at all, she frowned and kept dodging, but for the man, this was a kind of fun.
Suddenly, Ning Yu felt a rough big hand reaching inside. Shocked, Ning Yu quickly pressed it down, "No, no."
Shen Zongyu sensed Ning Yu's reluctance, so he reluctantly stopped, took his hand out, buried his head in the wet nurse's neck, and sniffed the faint fragrance emanating from her skin.
Ning Yu didn't dare to move, fearing what the man would do next.
Shen Zongyu let go of Ning Yu, turned around, and said to the person outside the door with a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone, "Someone! Go get some cold water."
Ning Yu lowered his head and said cautiously, "My Lord, then... then I will leave first..."
Shen Zongyu looked down at Ning Yu, his voice hoarse, "Do you think you can leave now? Come and help me take a bath."
"·····yes."
Ning Yu followed reluctantly.
Ning Yu took off the man's clothes, revealing a large area of strong and muscular chest, with smooth lines of abdominal muscles faintly immersed in it.
Shen Zongyu entered the water wearing only a pair of underwear, leaning his arms on the bathtub, trying his best to suppress the greed in his heart.
A soft hand scooped up water and poured it over the man's back, massaging his body. Due to the inevitable contact, Shen Zongyu felt that the slender hand behind him was as soft as silky cloth, incredibly soft.
Shen Zongyu glanced down at his body, with a somewhat helpless tone, and had to say, "...Don't wash it."
He really deserves it.
When Ning Yu heard this, she immediately threw the pancreas aside and said with a hint of joy, "Then can I leave now?"
He even made up an excuse, "The young master must be hungry by now."
Seeing Ning Yu wanting to escape from him so much, Shen Zongyu felt a little unhappy in his heart, "I remember that Shi'an Garden has found another wet nurse, so please stay here."
Ning Yu hummed softly a few times, thinking of the Marquis's pride, and said boldly, "Marquis, I think your illness should be almost cured..."
Shen Zongyu closed his eyes slightly, not smiling, "Really? Why do you feel that way?"
Ning Yu's ears couldn't help but turn red, feeling a little embarrassed and annoyed. How could she say this?!
Shen Zongyu must have done it on purpose!
The next second, Shen Zongyu dragged the person into the bathtub. The clothes she was wearing were thin to begin with, and the fabric was tightly attached to her body, revealing her slender waist and plump breasts.
Shen Zongyu's eyes gradually darkened, and he looked calm, "But I feel that I still need to continue to treat the disease..."
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Several servants walked in, not daring to look inside. All they could hear was a woman's delicate and disdainful voice, "...We agreed not to touch you."
The Marquis' tone seemed to carry a hint of doting, and he said as a matter of course, "It is necessary for treatment."
The servants dared not listen any further.
I didn't expect that someone would dare to speak to the Marquis like this. It seems that the Marquis' Mansion is about to welcome a female master.
One of the slaves saw something floating on the surface of the tub and couldn't help but whisper curiously, "What is this?"
A married slave coughed and said, "Don't ask questions you shouldn't ask."
Shen Zongyu's face was full of satisfaction, and the coldness and alienation dissipated a little. "I'll let Wei Chengcheng take you back."
"No."
Ning Yu didn't want others to discover her relationship with Shen Zongyu, so she left Jingtao Pavilion when no one was around.
The moonlight poured down, scattering on a quiet path. This path was seldom visited by people, and Ning Yu walked towards this side on purpose.
Ning Yu rubbed his sore wrist and sighed softly. He didn't know when these days would end.
When they were almost at Shi'an Garden, a tall man came out. A servant beside him held a lantern for him, and the candlelight illuminated his handsome and noble face.
It was Chen Si, the prince of the Marquis of Changping.
Chen Si narrowed his eyes and quickly noticed Ning Yu. He walked towards her and asked, "Why is Madam Ning here?"
Ning Yu had already thought of an excuse, and after hesitating for a while, she said, "I had a stomachache last night..."
Chen Si lowered his gaze, staring at Ning Yu's face, which was as bright as the moon. Her eyes seemed to be filled with shimmering light, her red lips were tender, and her figure was slender and charming. He couldn't help but ask, "Would you like to be this prince's personal maid?"
Ning Yu was stunned for a moment, subconsciously glanced at the prince, and quickly retracted his gaze, his voice neither humble nor arrogant.
"I don't want to, I really can't bear to leave the young master..."
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