"Elder brother, he..."

Xie Lingjiang wanted to speak, but when she saw the petite figure walking out of the house, her words were stuck and her eyes widened.

Xie Lingjiang saw the white-haired maid who walked out of the door. Her silver hair was like a snowfall and reached her waist. She was not wearing a nightgown on her small body, and her body was exposed with a large area of ​​skin as white and as delicate as milk.

She was barefoot and wore only a pair of pink and white shorts on her lower body, which only covered the upper part between her knees and thighs, revealing her round and shapely legs.

Ye Weilai's body is only taller among her peers, not too tall compared to Xie Lingjiang, but her legs are in excellent shape and slim. Any extra leg would be too much, and any less would be too little.

Even Xie Lingjiang couldn't help but take a second look.

But what made Xie Lingjiang look more sideways and speechless was.

This white-haired maid has not even worn the pink and white bellyband embroidered with lotus flowers on her upper body, and the string behind her neck is not tied. The string hangs leisurely from her arms. She just holds a small piece of diamond-shaped cloth embroidered with lotus flowers in her bare hands to cover her body.

With her bulging breasts, she seemed to be busy coming over to open the door for her and didn't have time to put on her bra.

Xie Lingjiang, who stood quietly in front of the door, turned slightly sideways and looked away from Ye Weilai.

Fortunately, Xie Lingjiang was standing outside the door, with his back to the bright moon behind him. From Ye Weilai's perspective, he should not be able to see her slightly red cheeks in the darkness.

Xie Lingjiang tried hard to keep his face as normal.

I just couldn’t help but whisper in my heart:

The personal maid looks like this... What does the eldest brother do every night? Didn't he agree to sleep well at night during the day? It's all a waste of energy. Can't he cure the water during the day...

You also treat floods at night, right?

Xie Lingjiang was staring at the bluestone slab aside, with a little sadness and annoyance welling up in his eyes.

She was born in the Xie family of Chen County. Almost all the Xie family members in the family had maids and maids to accompany them, and some even got married when they were fourteen or fifteen years old. They often had more than one concubine, so they had long been used to it.

Therefore, there is no psychological grudge against a man's personal maid who warms his bed. As long as he abides by his moral code, he only has one real wife, and does not indulge in women's sex or dislike his real wife.

This is the upbringing and cultivation of every lady and noble girl.

Moreover, the eldest brother is not usually close to women, and he finally accepted a personal maid under the pressure of the Zhen family. The eldest brother has reached a vigorous age, which is understandable and cannot be blamed. It is human nature.

The real reason for Xie Lingjiang's shame and sorrow at this moment.

I feel sorry for a certain senior brother. I am just busy during the day, but it seems to be even busier at night...

Ye Weilai couldn't guess the subtle thoughts of Xie Lingjiang's daughter's family, but if it were another woman, such as Xiu Niang, she might be able to.

But Ye Weilai, who was born in a barbarian tribe, was subconsciously a little afraid of this distinguished daughter of the Xie family who was born in the Five Surnames and Seven Hopes in front of her. Every time she stood next to Xie Lingjiang, she would feel an invisible sense of oppression...

Ye Weilai was vaguely aware that perhaps something called inferiority was at work.

"Well, Miss Xie, what's the matter, but is there anything important?"

At this moment, Ye Weilai crossed her chest with her hands, rubbed her eyes with her fingers, raised her face, and murmured with pink lips.

Xie Lingjiang turned around, looked at her squarely and asked: "Is Senior Brother asleep?"

"Yeah." Ye Weilai nodded with a lazy nasal voice.

Her position was a bit subtle at the moment. After opening the door, she turned slightly to the side, as if to let someone in. However, a small part of her body was blocking the way, making it impossible for Xie Lingjiang, who was carrying a sword at his waist, to walk straight in.

.

Xie Lingjiang's gaze seemed to remind Ye Weilai. The little girl looked down at her messy clothes and added in a low voice:

"The bed is a little messy...so is the master..."

Xie Lingjiang raised his right foot and silently retracted it outside the threshold.

Standing outside the door, she looked at the white-haired maid in front of her who had sleepy eyes and a tired face. Then she turned her eyes and looked into the room behind the white-haired maid. She frowned and said:

"Elder brother, why are you touching my skirt in the middle of the night?"

The girl with a bellyband in front of the door seemed to have a slight blush on her face and whispered: "Master, he is not careful."

Xie Lingjiang immediately sensed the guilty conscience of this white-haired maid.

She turned her head and stared at Ye Weilai without blinking. She leaned forward slightly, as if oppressed by a big woman, which made the latter tilt back slightly, took a step back, and said nervously:

"Thank you, girl, slave..."

Xie Lingjiang's tone suddenly worsened and he interrupted: "It's okay for you to delay senior brother's rest in the middle of the night, but you're still lying in front of me?"

"No, no..." Ye Weila's two small hands in front of her chest shook so hard that the bellyband covering her chest almost fell off.

"Hurry up and tell the truth!" Xie Lingjiang held the sword in his right hand and stared at her.

In fact, from the beginning, Xie Lingjiang had been pricking up his ears and listening to the sounds in the room. The sound of breathing in the back room was indeed as soothing and normal as a normal person sleeping.

Xie Lingjiang noticed that Ye Weilai's face was flushed and her tone was stammering.

"The slave said, the slave said, please don't be angry, Miss... Actually... we actually slept together... Halfway through sleeping, the master suddenly ordered me to dress neatly and wear a skirt knife, and then... Then he looked like he looked like

I liked it even more, and then on a whim... When I was aroused, it was not enough to grab the braid, and my hand grabbed the handle of the skirt knife..."

The white-haired maid's voice became quieter and quieter after the next few words.

Xie Lingjiang tilted his head, his face full of confusion: "What do you mean? Why do we sleep together, why do I let you wear my skirt knife, and what do you like more, just on a whim?"

Ye Weilai buried her little head tightly in her chest, twisted her body, and whispered:

"It's just that... when the master is sleeping with the slave, he likes to say Miss Xie's name. It seems that... he thinks the slave is Miss Xie, and the master is even happier..."

"...???"

silence.

There was only silence inside and outside the door, and the air was about to solidify into steel.

This time, it was Xie Lingjiang's turn to blush.

"You... you... are shameless... nonsense... ridiculous!"

Xie Lingjiang stomped her feet in shame, turned around and was about to leave.

Ye Weilai's chest rose and fell for a while, as if she was relieved, and then she slightly spit out her pink tongue. Miss Xie's pretty face just now was so red that she could clearly see it in the dark, like a monkey's butt.

In front of the courtyard gate, Xie Lingjiang suddenly stopped and asked, "Wait a minute, what's the smell in the house?"

"Ah, yes...it's the sandalwood incense given by Master Donglin Temple to aid sleep."

Xie Lingjiang stood with his back turned for a while. Ye Weilai's face changed. Xie Lingjiang suddenly turned around and shouted into the room: "Elder brother?"

There was silence in the house.

"Master...brother?"

Xie Lingjiang called out softly again, but he used his spiritual energy to cultivate.

Ye Weilai couldn't help but stare, feeling that the voice in her ears was like a bell.

The house is still quiet.

Xie Lingjiang turned around and strode towards the house.

"Thank you, miss. Master, he has no clothes on..."

Ye Weilai tensed up all over, but halfway through her words, Xie Lingjiang waved her sleeves away while pouting.

Xie Lingjiang kept walking, tightened his hand holding the sword, and stepped into the door. Ouyang Rong's confused murmur suddenly sounded in the back room filled with sandalwood:

"Little junior sister? You... what are you doing... don't hug me... let go... you and I are brothers and sisters..."

Xie Lingjiang's footsteps stopped in front of the dark inner room, like nails digging into the ground. At the same time, she felt that he was touching her skirt knife again... Xie Lingjiang suddenly turned around, fluttered his sleeves and left the house:

"Eldest brother, you...you are...ridiculous...ridiculous!"

Xie Lingjiang said angrily and left in a hurry.

Ye Weilai's face was slightly stunned. She looked at the back of the Xie family's daughter as if she was running away. She muttered something, looked back curiously, and looked inside the room.
Chapter completed!