Sword Maid (MTL) [COMPLETED]

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Yanji is the number one swordsman in all corners of the world. He is not alive under a black sheathed sword and has never had a rival.

Zining was fortunate enough to help him hold the sword.

She was born in the red dust, but Yanji spent 3,000 taels to buy her maidservant. She only learned some superficial skills with Yan's servants, and she was better than a face, and she could be called the most beautiful in the world.

She still remembered the day when she was bought, standing on a high-rise building for others to watch, the lights flickering downstairs, the whole room was full of golden jade, warm and fragrant, and the smell of alcohol was intoxicating.

A handsome man dressed in black clothes passed by before hitting the flower building.

Maybe it was too loud, he looked up, then pointed at her.

After that, Zining was taken away, and from the unopened top card Pillow Mengji in Hualou, she became Zining, a swordsman.

Serving swords by day, servants by night.

But after being with Yanji for a year, she only changed her clothes and wiped her body at night, washed her feet and massaged her. Although she touched the body of the male host, she never broke her virginity.

Maybe Yanji also felt that she was from a dusty background and was dirty, so she was only used as a maid.

Tonight is no exception.

He entered the inn with Yanji and his party, and put on the bedding that he brought with him—a gentleman from a distinguished background has always been delicate, and he recognized the bed as the first swordsman.

As soon as she flattened the sheets, she heard another maid, Qian Bi, whispering, "The master called you, hurry up."

Zining put down the feet of the flat sheet, walked over lightly, turned along the screen, and saw the tall, long, broad-chested man sitting naked in the wooden barrel, his dark curly temples soaked with water vapor, sticking to the side. face.

His eyes were slightly closed, and under the dim candlelight, his skin was as jade-like, handsome and poignant, without the slightest blemish.

Zining turned her back to Yanji and cleaned her hands with the bath beans that came with a tael of gold and a coin.

The sound of the water was soft and small, and the man's ears moved.

His swordsmanship is strong, his internal skills are deep, and his five senses are sensitive. He closed his eyes, and his eyes were dark, but he seemed to be able to see the white and fluffy foam sliding in her palms, and the running water washed those delicate and soft hands.

After washing, she rustled her hands to dry with a towel, picked up another bath towel, dipped it in hot water and wrung it out, and walked behind him.

Her breathing was shallow and her movements were gentle. Her hands were taken down from his chest and dipped in the water with a bath towel.

The sound of water is lingering, and the fragrant warm fragrance is blowing.

Yanji opened his eyes and saw that Xianxian Su's hands had been scalded red by hot water, and her sleeves were rolled up, revealing a white and tender lotus arm.

There is a little blushing mole on the wrist.

Zining lowered his head and dipped the water with a damp cloth to wet his exposed skin.