The fifty-eighth bowl of soup (1)
The female ghost opened her eyes with enough confidence. She was lying on a big snow-white bed, with a shocking bright red under her body.
To be honest, for ordinary women, this is not only a pain, but also a cruel humiliation, but it is not the case for her, because compared with the torment in the Wangchuan River, it is almost like It's tickling.
The blond-haired, blue-eyed man with a straight nose and thin lips saw her wake up. He touched her soft cheek with a hand as cold as a poisonous snake, and opened his mouth to spit out fluent English: "You should learn to behave, Xue. Otherwise, I will be the one who suffers." Oh, sweetheart? The next time I want to escape, it will not only be such a punishment, so many of my subordinates really want to taste the taste of an oriental woman."
Xue lowered her eyes, then raised her head again, did not speak, but raised her hands. Her legs are tied separately, and her hands are no exception. Yin Huanghuang's small handcuffs are quite delicate, but unfortunately she doesn't like to use them on herself. If this man is willing to exchange roles with her, she will still be interested of.
Seeing that she seemed subdued, the man smiled and held her soft little hand, leaned over her ear, and said in an extremely seductive voice: "This is my good baby."
Next, he didn't use the key, but directly broke the sturdy handcuffs with his hands. Looking at this scene, Xue thought, with his current body, this man could easily break her handcuffs with one hand. neck.
Of course she can't die, if she dies, she loses, and there is no chance to start over.
She never loses.
Throwing the snow on the bed, the man got up and put on his shirt, zipped it up, and snapped his fingers. Immediately, a maid in a black and white tutu skirt came in, and the two lifted the snow on the bed to wipe and deal with the filth on her body With the scars, the two held the two sides of the tuxedo, respectfully put it on for the man, and then tied the bow tie.
The demonic man just now looked like an angel for an instant. But Xue knew he wasn't. Sure enough, when the man was about to leave, he turned back and seduced in a low voice: "Sweetheart, just like before, stay by my side and be my woman. I will still love you."
It's like raising a disobedient cat, except that Duke Lance doesn't really like cats. He just thought that this kind of creature was cute and fit his own aesthetics, so he forcibly kept her by his side. If a cat can attack people, for the sake of her prestige, he will first educate her with nice words, but if she doesn't listen, then pull out her claws and pull out her fangs, if she is still stubborn If it doesn't work, then if you throw the whip on her, she will always be obedient.
The Duke of Lance doesn't need a woman who looks like a hedgehog with sharp thorns all over her body. What he likes is a soft, classical, graceful oriental beauty, and Xue is just the lover he once loved deeply and has never forgotten. exactly the same.
Whether it's appearance, temperament or conversation, it seems to be carved out of the same mold, so when the Duke of Lance met Xue, he ordered someone to send her to him without thinking about it. He wanted to possess her, just like Bring back the lost lover.
Xue's name is of course not Xue, in fact the lover of the Duke of Lance is called Xue, but it doesn't matter, he just wants Xue to come back, he doesn't care what this woman's name is.
Xue was very panicked after waking up. He deceived her with his elegant and gentle gentleman appearance, and softened her with romantic pursuits. The Duke of Lance doesn't like to be forced, although he is not a sympathetic woman. After his lover died, he was no longer close to women, and he dismissed how many beautiful ladies begged him for mercy.
But now that God sent Xue back, he didn't want to see the expression of fear and uneasiness on that face that was exactly the same as Xue's. He wanted Xue to be the same as before, to live safely under his wings, to be his little woman, and to be well-behaved. Obedient little woman.
It's a pity that Xue accidentally discovered the truth a few days ago, and found that in this ancient and luxurious castle, there was another trace of the existence of the real Xue. She seemed devastated and wanted to leave. The Duke of Lance's gentle persuasion was useless for a long time, and she even slapped him, so he violently beat her up in a rage, leaving traces all over her jade-like body. This is how beasts show their ownership. Although Xue was scarred and scarred by this, the Duke of Lance did not regret it at all.
She learned a lesson and knew she couldn't leave.
"Snow." He whispered her name—the name he gave. "Be good, I will be happy."
Xue looked up at him and smiled.
Strictly speaking, the second Xue is not as completely obedient and sensible as the first Xue. Although this Xue has a gentle temper, she is also absolutely stubborn. He believed that his love words were for him to stay in country E from now on, and when she said to leave, she meant it seriously.
Such a personality is not very pleasing to the Duke of Lance, he hopes Xue can be more obedient, otherwise he doesn't know what he will do in a fit of anger.
But Xue's smile is sweet and warm, like sunshine in winter and clear spring in summer, refreshing. She never smiled like this, and even when she smiled, she always had the shyness and reserve of an oriental person, but this kind of smile was really pretty, although she still didn't speak.
The Duke of Lance still had official duties to do, so he lowered his head and kissed Xue's lips. After yesterday's ravages, her bright red lips were still red and swollen, but this did not detract from the Duke of Lance's hunger for her red lips.
Xue raised her head to let him kiss, her smile never fading.
After the Duke of Lance left, the maid's attitude towards Xue changed suddenly.
No one likes this short woman from the east, and no one understands why the noble Lord Lance would like such a humble yellow pig. So when Lance was around, their attitude was respectful. Once Lance was not around, Xue would be bullied in various ways.
The milk she drank was rotten, sharp pebbles were put in her shoes, and no one would respond to her when she needed it... There were many kinds of things, but Xue never complained to the Duke of Lance, because she felt that she fell in love with him and was willing to be with him. He spent his whole life together, so he naturally had to tame the servants in the castle, otherwise how could he be qualified to be his woman
However-
Just when the maid stretched out her hand to push Xuexue hard, she twisted the opponent's arm in an incomparably swift way, twisting it casually, and the white-skinned, red-haired, freckled maid yelled like a pig , her elbows were twisted in a strange posture, but Xue showed her the same smile she had just shown to Lance.
The rest of the maids were startled when they saw this, but relying on their tallness and fitness, they didn't pay attention to Xue, who was only 160 tall. They went to catch Xue, but Xue escaped everyone's attack , kicked her foot, and the remaining three maids fell to the ground, clutching their private parts and howling in pain.
Butler Hurst hurried over with a maid and a male servant, and saw Xue standing on the ground in only thin pajamas, stepping on a maid's finger with her foot.
Strange to say, she obviously didn't wear shoes, and the exposed jade feet could be held by a man with one hand, but wherever she stepped on, the sound of bones breaking could be heard.
"Miss Xue! What are you doing! They are all Lord Lance's servants. If you do this, do you still take Mr. Lance seriously?!" Hester asked angrily.
Hearing this, Xue stopped, tilted her head, looked at him with a half-smile, and then stepped on the maid's other hand harder as if deliberately provoking. From the beginning to the end, she enjoyed her expression, and the other party's wailing and screaming were like the most beautiful violin concerto to her.
The butler ordered the servant to go up and pull her away. Before that, Xue had already walked away. Hurst said angrily: "Miss Xue! About today's matter! I will definitely report the truth to Mr. Lance! You just wait for Lans Master Si will punish you!"
After finishing speaking, he waited for this weak oriental woman to have tears in her eyes like every time she was bullied in the past, because he knew she would definitely not sue in front of Lord Lance. But today Xue looked at him with a smile, didn't speak, but made a strange gesture with both hands. Hearst didn't understand at first, until he saw the reflection on the wall, he didn't know that the other party was mocking him as a dog that could only bark.
His handsome face flushed instantly, but Xue had already turned and walked into the bathroom.
Hearst stood there for a while, gritted his teeth and rang the bell to call for a few male servants to come in and take away the injured maids. Looking at their injuries, he reckoned that they could no longer work, so they had to send them all home.
When the Duke of Lance came back at noon, Hester couldn't wait to come forward to complain. The Duke of Lance sat on the sofa, listening with great interest, and then asked Hester to invite Miss Xue out.
When Xue appeared, she was wearing a long white dress, and the hem of the skirt was dragging on the ground. From a distance, she looked like a ruthless goddess of ice and snow coming slowly.
The Duke of Lance held her in his arms, put his hand into her skirt, teased her in front of the servants, and bit her ear and asked, "Sweetheart, you are not very good today, are you?"
Xue looked at him with a smile, the expression on her face remained unchanged, she grabbed Lance's hand and took it out of her skirt, although slowly, she was very persistent.
Lance narrowed his beautiful sky blue eyes, "Snow."
Then she pushed him away, walked up to Hester, and wrenched his arm in front of Lance!
Hearst has been with Lance for many years, and even Lance couldn't help being angry: "Snow!"
He said in a gloomy voice: "It seems that I still dote on you too much."