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Chapter eight hundred and sixty-six personal servants

Faced with Feng Qiuyue's request, Mo Qianyi smiled mysteriously.

The next morning, Feng Qiuyue woke up under the gaze of beautiful purple eyes.

Actually, she felt that her vision was concentrated on her body, and she couldn't even pretend to be asleep, so she had to get up

After getting up, she couldn't help but look at Mo Qianyi helplessly and said, "Ninth Prince, what are you doing in the morning?"

"Master, I'm here to help you change your clothes," Mo Qianyi said with a smile. He was still looking forward to the beauty of the prosperous times.

Feng Qiuyue ""No, really not

"Master, don't be shy. Am I not your servant, right?" Mo Qianyi said with a smile, and had already taken Feng Qiuyue's clothes beside the bed and prepared.

Fengqiyue Waterfall is sweating, and the servant is just a servant, I really don’t have to be close to you

"I, I'll do it myself." Feng Qiuyue couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat from her forehead.

"The master dislikes my brutal service," Mo Qianyi asked with a little aggrieved.

"No, no," Feng Qiuyue immediately denied the conditioned reflex immediately.

"Then let me serve my master," Mo Qianyi strongly requested.

"Nine, Prince Nine, can we stop like this? You speak well, okay?" Feng Qiuyue said with a sad face, feeling that she had shot herself in the foot. It was the first day, should Prince Nine be so fierce?

And their bet was one month, Feng Qiuyue didn't know if she could withstand the various ways of serving this peerless handsome man. She was really deadly.

"Ninth Prince, why not let our bet go," Feng Qiuyue then suggested.

"Forget it" Mo Qianyi narrowed his purple eyes as beautiful as amethyst, and was obviously unhappy.

Can this be forgotten?

Of course it cannot

"In my servant's life, I don't forget these two words," Mo Qianyi said lightly.

Feng Qiuyue ""

"Master, I will serve you intimately this month, so enjoy it." Mo Qianyi smiled with a rippling smile.

Feng Qiuyue wants to die

It's dead

The Ninth Prince wants to serve her personally

"Come on, let's start with changing clothes." Mo Qianyi smiled.

Feng Qiuyue is in tears, Ninth Prince Don't do this

However, Mo Qianyi had already pulled her arm and helped her put on her clothes. Then, he said, "This is the first time I have helped someone put on clothes. If you don't wear them well, don't blame me. You have to give me a chance to try a few more times before you can be proficient."

"I don't blame you." Feng Qiuyue said pitifully. As for trying the divine horse a few more times, she ignored it.

Then, Mo Qianyi helped Feng Qiuyue wear clothes very slowly, making Feng Qiuyue almost collapsed.

I don't know how long it took, but I finally passed the dressing level

Next is breakfast.

Mo Qianyi doesn't eat it himself, and he also wants to feed Feng Qiyue.

On the dining table, Zhong Qing and others were a little dull when they saw this scene, and after the dullness, they were a ghost expression.

"Nine, Prince Jiu, you, what are you doing with your sister? She can eat it by herself." After a while, Zhongqing couldn't help asking.

Feng Qiuyue also nodded violently. She is not a baby, she can eat by herself. Ninth Prince, please let her go.

Mo Qianyi calmly glanced at Zhongqing and said for granted, "I lost the bet with Xiao Fenghuang. I want to be her servant for a month, close to her, so this is what I should do as a personal servant."

Very upright
Chapter completed!
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