Systematic Director’s Tender Love

Zhao Donghan opened the door of the room and walked in step by step.

Her hip was so painful that she couldn't sit down, so she temporarily lay on the bed, cursing her to be the culprit.

As soon as the door opened, the maid walked in with a small box in her hand.

Through these few days of getting along, Zhao Donghan has also become acquainted with these maids. The four girls who often wander around her are called Meilanzhuju. I don't know who named them, but it's easy to remember.

The maid who came in was one of them, named Azhu.

"Miss Zhao, the young master asked me to send you this box of trauma medicine. It is said that the effect of reducing the swelling is good. Can I help you rub the medicine now?"

"No, let's put it there first!"

Zhao Donghan said dully.

Slap a sweet date, the cat cries and the mouse fakes mercy, so she doesn't want his things!

Azhu stood still and added in a low voice:

"Master said, he will come to check in a while. If you don't have the medicine, he will personally apply the medicine for you."

"I see, you go out!"

She gritted her teeth, this lingering bastard.

Forget it, the holiday seems to be over, she has to go to work tomorrow! If you don't apply the medicine, this picture will not work.

Supporting his body with both hands, he struggled to get up from the bed, closed the door, turned to the mirror and took off his pants.

A red mark was clearly printed on the white and tender buttocks, which was already red and swollen.

She took the small box and opened it, endured the pain and applied the white ointment to the redness and swelling. There was a slight coolness immediately, and the pain and burning sensation seemed to subside.

After the medicine had fully penetrated, she breathed a sigh of relief and put on a set of light pajamas by the way.

As soon as the belt was fastened, Mu Yichen quietly appeared at the door. The figure is handsome and upright, the posture is steady and calm, still looks like a famous man.

She lifted her head seemingly, staring at him with extremely unkind eyes, and asked angrily:

"What are you doing?"

There was no sound when this person opened the door, it was like a ghost.

He crossed his hands and embraced his chest, his long body leaned against the door frame, his eyebrows slightly raised:

"I want to personally check to see if you have taken the medicine seriously. Didn't the servant tell you?"

"Nothing, you bother, it's done, you can go!"

Not wanting to see him, so she directly ordered to evict him.

"Don't forget, this is my home. I can go wherever I want to go, and I can't help but make any comments!"

Instead of leaving, he pulled the chair and sat beside her. The movements are elegant and calm, exuding a personable temperament.

"up to you!"

She took a step back without a trace, trying to keep her distance.

"Why are you standing, greet me? Sit down, don’t be so polite!"

He lazily lifted up two slender and straight thighs, and put them on the table next to him, so he could speak leisurely.

"I don't want to sit!"

She squeezed out four words between her teeth and took another step back.

This hateful guy, knowing that her **** is swollen, can't sit, and deliberately taunted her like this.

"come!"

He raised his deep eyes, glanced at her, and commanded in a calm voice.

She shook her head and continued to retreat, so she didn't want to pass.

Could it be that he hasn't played enough just now, he intends to continue working on her, right?

"Zhao Donghan, if you dare to take a step back, believe it or not, I will swell your other buttocks?"

Looking at her pretty face, he threatened her with words.

Zhao Donghan bit his lower lip and moved forward a little bit slowly. Look, he still wants to hit her!

Mu Yichen couldn't stand her slow pace, so he pulled her over and took off her pajamas effortlessly.

Seeing half of the exposed white buttocks, his eyes darkened a bit.

She stood there at a loss, with her back to him, unable to see his expression. Although she was wearing underwear, her pajamas were torn off and being looked at by a man still embarrassed her.

However, Zhao Donghan realized sadly that she couldn't stop anything this man wanted to do, and in the end it just made her suffer longer. He didn't struggle anymore, letting him stare at his red and swollen hips.

After waiting for a long time, he did not make a sound. She felt tormented and couldn't help asking:

"Have you seen enough? How long are you going to watch?"

With that said, reach out and put on your pants. Unexpectedly, his wrist was severely grasped, and he was thrown on the bed in the next second.

Although Zhao Donghan fell on his stomach, his buttocks were shaken, and the place where he was hit was so painful that his eyebrows wrinkled.

The man then cheated on him and put her tightly in his arms. She still wanted to lift her pants without giving up, but he stopped:

"Don't move, let it dry quickly."

She gave him a stern look, but still obeyed his words.

"Are you going to sleep here tonight?"

He held him too tightly, and she pushed him uncomfortably.

"Well. If you don't want to be **** by me tonight, don't move."

Hearing this, she immediately froze and dared not move half a minute.

"Go to sleep!"

He kissed her with satisfaction, raised his hand and pulled the thin quilt to cover the two people, found a comfortable position and closed his eyes.

There was a man lying next to him, and Zhao Donghan couldn't sleep. He opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling until the latter half of the night, when he couldn't hold it anymore, he fell asleep in a daze.

Quiet night, cool breeze. People who have been busy for a day have already fallen asleep, but occasionally can hear a few cicadas that come and go.

In the magnificent mansion, it was extremely quiet at this time. Almost every room was turned off, except that the hall was still brightly lit.

Jiang Qian stepped on the high ladder and carefully wiped the crystal chandelier.

After get off work, Xu Wenxuan never returned home. The job that the housekeeper Chen assigned to her today was to wipe all the lights in the hall and corridors. I don't know if it was her illusion, Jiang Qian always felt that the housekeeper was hostile to her inexplicably.

But it's nothing, it's nothing more than letting her do more work. She is young and strong.

Finally, after finishing the last one, she can call back and go home.

Jiang Qian carefully climbed down the ladder, tidied up the cleaning utensils, and was about to go to the kitchen to wash her hands.

As soon as I turned on the faucet, I heard a door bang, and then someone shouted in the corridor:

"Ajiu, pour me a glass of water!"

Jiang Qian hesitated, the person was not calling her name, and her work was over.

She applied some hand sanitizer to her hand and ignored it.

After a while, the voice rang again:

"Ajiu, I'm thirsty!"

After Jiang Qian washed her hands and wiped them dry, she secretly analyzed in her heart that it was probably that the maid named Ah Jiu was not there, and it happened that this person wanted to drink water again.

Pouring water is just a matter of effort. Listening to him yelling urgently, she can help!

Thinking of this, she took a clean cup, took half a cup of warm water from the drinking fountain, and walked into the corridor.

In the room at the end of the corridor, the door was ajar, and the sound came from inside. She suddenly remembered the housekeeper's words, as if it was the room where Xu Wenxuan's brother lived, and paused again.

The housekeeper said that she was not allowed to enter there, and she could not even stay in front of the door. She just hopes to spend this month safely, not asking for trouble. The housekeeper thought she was not pleasing to the eye, she had better not defy the housekeeper's orders.

Thinking of this, Jiang Qian put down the cup again.