If Yi'er didn't see Mo Huasong for a day, she would feel like she had lost something and feel uncomfortable all over.

"Why do you say that, isn't it good for you to follow my mother?" Mo Huasong asked.

Yi'er's little face turned red. She lowered her head and rubbed the corners of her clothes vigorously, not daring to speak.

"What's wrong Yi'er? Now that you're with us, is there anything you can't tell us?" Mo Huasong said with a straight face, showing anger.

"No, no, young master, I don't know why, but I just like to be by your side and do things for you. I am very happy in my heart, and I am not afraid of no matter how hard or tired I am." Seeing Mo Huasong angry, Yi'er was as scared as a deer.

Like this, I hurriedly explained to him.

"If the young master insists that I follow the madam, I will go too." At this point, Yi'er's tears fell even more. "But, young master, can I come over and see you every day?"

Seeing Yi'er crying so sadly, Mo Huasong couldn't bear it and advised, "This is your freedom. As long as it's convenient for me, you can come and see me anytime."

"Master, is it true?" Yi'er jumped up happily.

Seeing that Yi'er stopped crying and was still so happy, Mo Huasong said with a smile: "Let's do this. You will stay with me from now on and help me take care of my wife sometimes, okay?"

"Well, I will do whatever the young master tells me to do. Even if I am told to die now, I will not hesitate at all. If what I say is even half-false, I will be struck to death by lightning when I go out." Yi'er's words were firm.

"You, you, don't say such things. My mother likes you very much and wants you to be her daughter." Mo Huasong felt a little helpless that his mother often recognized her daughter.

"Master, I'm just a servant, I can't reach anything high. I'll be satisfied if I can stay by your side and take care of you." Yi'er shook her head and didn't dare to think too much.

Mo Huasong wanted to drive her away just now. If she hadn't cried and begged, she might not have been able to stay with Mo Huasong.

As the old lady said, the young master is a very powerful person. Not only is he the number one person in the Huaxia Kingdom, but even the king of the Black Kingdom has to apologize to him.

She felt very satisfied following such a powerful person.

Being the madam's goddaughter may actually be the young master's harem. How could she have such ability?

In fact, Yi'er didn't know that a girl as beautiful, well-behaved and all-around as she was could not be found even with ten thousand lanterns.

Yi'er has been indoctrinated into the servility of women from the Black Country since she was a child, and she is submissive to her men.

Even if her man beats her and scolds her, she doesn't complain.

Even if Mo Huasong wanted to kill her, she would sharpen the knife for Mo Huasong herself.

Seeing Yi'er like this, Mo Huasong felt a sense of pity in his heart.

He took out a marrow-cleansing pill and gave it to Yi'er: "Take it."

"Yes, Master." Yi'er didn't doubt that he had it and ate the Marrow Cleansing Pill directly.

Mo Huasong walked inside, he was going to take a bath.

When Mo Huasong lay in the bathtub, the hot water bath was so comfortable that he didn't even want to get up while lying in it.

Sometimes soaking your body in hot water is really very comfortable and relaxing.

The bathroom door was gently pushed open, and Yi'er came in softly.

"Ah, Yi'er, what are you doing here?" Mo Huasong covered his important parts in surprise.

"Master, let me massage it for you, and your health will be better." Yi'er's face was so red that she was about to bleed.

But she knew that she wanted to make Mo Huasong very comfortable, so he was reluctant to drive her away. "I, I am your personal maid. In fact, this is nothing."

The old lady sometimes told Yi'er that when she is the master's personal maid, she is always by the master's side.

Not only taking a bath, but also doing that kind of thing, the personal maid must be by the master's side to be truly competent.

A soft little hand pinched Mo Huasong's shoulder. Although she was small and seemed soft and weak, when she was massaging Mo Huasong, the strength of her little hand was not small, and she squeezed Mo Huasong very comfortably.

, he couldn't bear to drive her out again.

Alas, she has seen his body anyway, so she can just stay here.

And soaking in the bathtub, and being held by Yi'er like this, I enjoyed it very much.

But not long after, Yi'er suddenly screamed: "Ah."

Mo Huasong opened his eyes and saw that some black things were coming out of Yi'er's body.

"Master, am I poisoned?" Yi'er cried out in fear. "What should I do? I can't serve you anymore."

Mo Huasong smiled and said: "Silly Yi'er, you are not poisoned, but detoxified. What I gave you just now was the Marrow Cleansing Pill, and warriors would break their scalps to buy it."

"It turns out it's for detoxification. It scared me to death." Yi'er's right hand gently pressed on her already grown chest, making Mo Huasong's eyes light up.

They say Yi'er is young, but she is no longer young.

Things that should have grown have grown, and things that shouldn’t have grown have also grown.

"Master, how much does this marrow cleansing pill cost?" Yi'er asked.

Mo Huasong smiled and said: "It may cost one to twenty billion now."

"What? So expensive?" Yi'er's face changed and she was frightened.

"Well, after you eat it, your body will be much better than before. Even if you don't practice martial arts, you can at least live to be over a hundred years old." Mo Huasong saw more and more black things coming out of Yi'er's body, and he

Advised: "You can wash up here."

"Well, my body is extremely dirty." Yi'er blushed, hesitated, and listened to Mo Huasong's words.

Because Yi'er wanted to give Mo Huasong a massage in the bathroom, she took off her coat and wore only a short shirt and shorts. Now that these clothes were dirty, she didn't know what to do.

If you go out directly, you will make the young master's room dirty.

If you take a bath here, it would be disrespectful to the young master.

How can a master bathe with his slave? That is treason.

But now Mo Huasong told her, she had no choice but to do it.

Yi'er ran behind Mo Huasong, turned on the shower over there, and carefully took off the dirty clothes.

Yi'er thought that in this case, Mo Huasong wouldn't be able to see her.

But she still shyly whispered: "Master, I, I am taking a shower, can you not look back?"

As Yi'er spoke, he quickly rinsed his dirty body with hot water.

Originally, Mo Huasong closed his eyes and soaked in the hot water to enjoy it, but when he heard Yi'er say this, he couldn't help but open his eyes.

Because Yi'er was too panicked, she didn't know that there was a big mirror in front of Mo Huasong, so all her actions behind Mo Huasong were clearly seen by him.

That snow-white skin, petite and exquisite figure, and that cute and cute expression made Mo Huasong continue to look at her.

When Yi'er washed her body and was about to go out and put on her clean coat, Mo Huasong suddenly called out: "Yi'er, come here."
Chapter completed!