[R18] Quickly wear it【Pillow jade and taste vermilion】 – “Quickly Wearing [Pillow on Jade and Taste Vermilion]” Xiulou Chunxing [41] (fourth update) [English]

In the evening, it suddenly started to rain lightly.

Li Yin sat in front of the mirror, carefully describing the flowers on her forehead.

Huai Lu held a cup of soup and stood to one side with a low eyebrow, not daring to look at Li Yin in the mirror.

Li Yin finally applied lipstick, and when she saw the beautiful face in the mirror, she couldn’t help but pursed her lips with satisfaction, and squinted at Huailu:

“Hold the thing carefully. If you drop it, I will twist your head.”

Huai Lu shrank, his fingers clenching the tray so tightly that they almost turned white.

Li Yin took her out of the door.

Another maid held an umbrella for her, passed through the inner door, walked through the winding corridor, and the master and servant arrived in front of the library.

Li Yin, the leader, asked specifically and said that Zhuang Lingheng had been here since the afternoon and had never been out.

she Shi Shiran straightened his hair, straightened the slightly crooked hairpin, and called someone to knock on the door.

The maid knocked obediently for a while, but no one responded in the room. Li Yin reluctantly used her patience and waited. After about a cup of tea, she finally couldn’t bear it anymore.

She waved her hand and slapped Huai Lu, causing her to turn her head away, and the tray in her hand fell to the ground, shattering into pieces.

The soup inside splattered everywhere and stained her skirt.

“Dead Hoof, you said he is here, where are the people?!”

Huailu felt a sharp pain on his cheek, and he staggered two steps. His head was still dizzy, and then he heard Li Yin scolding him with his face covered, and slapped him again with his backhand.

This time she couldn’t hold on and fell to the ground, her palms directly pressing on the broken porcelain pieces of the soup cup.

The other maid’s face turned pale, her head was trembling and she was silent for a moment.

There was blood on Huailu’s palms, his cheeks hurt, and he tasted a strong fishy-sweet taste in his mouth.

She shed tears with red eyes:

“My aunt, the boy next to my aunt said that maybe my aunt is going out in the afternoon.”

As she spoke, she spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, feeling extremely sour in her heart.

Li Yin spat at her and kicked her angrily:

“Useless stuff.”

Although she is a boudoir girl with little strength, Huailu is also weak.

I shivered in pain immediately.

Li Yinchong vented his anger, then reluctantly calmed down, glared at the library angrily, called another maid, left Huailu behind and left.

The two of them walked in tandem and were about to go back into the house when a figure suddenly rushed out in front of Li Yin and bumped into her shoulder.

Li Yin was in pain and grabbed the thin figure:

“Where did the little one come from…”

Before he finished speaking, he was suddenly stunned.

The person who bumped into him was a handsome young man, wearing boy’s clothes. He was not very good-looking, but he had red lips and white teeth and a shy face.

He knew he was being reckless and hurriedly knelt down instead of kowtowing on the ground:

“My dear, please forgive me. My dear, please forgive me. When my slave came back to deliver something, he couldn’t tell the way and bumped into you. It’s the younger one who deserves a beating.”

Li Yin was speechless, feeling a little itchy in her heart when she thought of the face she had glimpsed.

She has never tasted such a tender and delicious boy.

“Where…are you from?”

She suddenly calmed down her anger and put on a gentle look, which made the maids behind her widen their eyes in fright.

The young boy said in fear:

“The slave is the gatekeeper of the village. Several nuns in the courtyard asked the slave to get something, and then he entered the courtyard.”

When he spoke, his voice was still rough, and he was obviously still young.

Li Yin squinted her eyes and called out:

“Look up and let me have a look.”

The boy hesitated for a moment when he heard the words, then raised his head hesitantly, with dirt still stained on his forehead.

Even so, he has clear eyebrows and eyes, and he looks innocent and pure.

Li Yin tightened her handkerchief and her lower abdomen felt tight:

“How old are you this year?”

The boy shrank his shoulders, as if he didn’t understand why she asked this question:

“After the New Year, we will be sixteen.”

A certain Gen:

The beast comes out of the cage_(:з　∠)_

Guess what the second sister wants to do?