Chapter 41: Forty-one Delicate Sayuri

"Miss."

She ignored the bodyguard, looked left and right, didn't see the person she wanted to see, and lowered her head sadly, "Uncle?" ”

"Sir has gone to discuss business, let me wait for you here and take you back."

"Oh." Hua Yao nodded in frustration, pointed to the girl pushing the luggage behind her, and said, "This is Sister-in-law Chen's niece, Lin Qiu." It's good if you call her Xiaoqiu. Along the way, Xiaoqiu was taking care of me. ”

The bodyguards, who had known each other for a long time, pretended to be strangers and had to say hello.

The car slowly drove into an old castle, the building of the last century, which is well preserved. The castle occupies a very large area, and it is low-key and luxurious everywhere.

The butler, wearing a tuxedo and white gloves, stood in front of a row of servants and walked to the car to open the door for Hua Yao in person.

"Dear Miss, welcome back. I am William, the steward of Fort Morro. ”

Hua Yao bowed politely, "Hello, William." ”

"Sir will come back later, Miss can rest first, and when you wake up, you can see Sir."

The housekeeper is also very interesting, obviously it is rare to see Chun Yuwu, but he is very familiar with Chun Yuwu's style. No wonder he can be the steward of such a large castle.

"Your room is on the third floor. From this side, you'll find your cloakroom, and this side will be your bathroom. If you are not satisfied with anything, you can let me know and I will send someone to help you solve it immediately. ”

Hua Yao looked at the big bedroom, then at the cloakroom that could not be seen, and at the bathroom comparable to the swimming pool, and couldn't say anything dissatisfied.

"I'm satisfied, William."

Seeing off the housekeeper, Hua Yao stood by the bathtub.

"The housekeeper is really good, knowing that I just got off the plane, I am very tired and want to rest, but I am jet lag. Not only did he calculate the time, but he also helped me put the water in place, and if you smell it, it smells of lilies. ”

Hua Yao covered her mouth and pretended to apologize, but in fact said mockingly: "Sorry, little coquettish, I forgot that you don't have a nose and can't smell it." ”

System: Don't want to talk.

Hua Yao soaked in fragrant soup, slept on a comfortable big bed, and slept until dusk. When she opened her eyes, she was dazzled to find someone sitting on the edge of the bed, and her eyes widened instantly, and she saw the person's appearance clearly, and her eyes bloomed with surprise.

"Uncle?"

Hua Yao sat up in surprise, suddenly thought of something, and knelt in front of him honestly, looking at him uneasily.

Chun Yuwu's face was cold, staring at her without saying a word.

The more silent he was, the more uneasy she became.

"Uncle, I know it's wrong."

She took the initiative to admit her mistake, and he was satisfied, and asked in a deep voice, "What's wrong?" ”

"I shouldn't have told my uncle to run out alone."

There was a cry in his soft voice, and he didn't even dare to look at him. Until the big hand pinched her chin, forcing her to look up at him with her head held high.

A cool voice sounded slowly, "Do you know how to do it?" ”

She nodded, "Yes." ”

He let go of his hand and stood beside the bed, unbuttoning his suit with one hand, and staring at her condescendingly. She knelt humbly to the edge of the bed and climbed up against his body. She leaned close to his neck and tentatively unbuttoned his shirt.

The tip of her tongue is flexible, but at the moment it looks particularly clumsy.

The more anxious she was, the stronger the aroma on her body became. It tickled his nerves and stimulated the blood in his body to rush more and more. His eyes were dark and deep, and he felt that this punishment was not punishing her, but punishing himself.

The system that was waiting to be confused by the mosaic looked anxious, "Host, this doesn't suit your style?" ”