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Chapter 26

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A bottle of worthless medicine is worth it for her smiling face! He smiled evilly, remember to come to me every time you have applied medicine!

Why? She asked in confusion

I'm afraid that your medicinal power will not be fully absorbed, so I'll help you with a good massage! He's now making it up and selling

The master is so good! It seems that after she applied medicine to Sister Runyue, she would also give her some massage. She silently remembered the method of using the medicine in her heart.

What do you usually use to tie your hair? Wangxi's big palm passed through her black hair, soft and soft, just like hers, he couldn't let go of her hair.

Use cloth strips

You can use this in the future! Wangxi took out a yellow and white yellow rosewood hairpin from his arms, the shape of the wood hairpin is ancient and clumsy, the color of the hairpin is old and smooth, and it can be seen that the wood hairpin is an old thing for the predecessors

Is it... for me? Yàn Ni couldn't believe it. He couldn't help but never gave her anything, let alone the owner gave her

Of course accept it!

Yàn Ni slowly stretched out his jade hand. If the owner temporarily repents and gave it to her, she still has time to take it back.

Wangxi couldn't stand her turtle hair, so he simply tied her hair and put a yellow rosewood hairpin on it. Yes, it was as beautiful as he imagined. She was born to wear this wooden hairpin.

Yàn mud hesitantly stroked the wooden hairpin on his head, it was really given to her by his master! Her hesitation turned into touch. She would never forget the kindness of his master to her in the next life, and beg to continue to be his master's slave in the next life

Wangxi coughed uneasyly, a little uncomfortable with her looking at him with gratitude.

He said seriously: You are not allowed to tie your hair with anything else in the future. The hairpin on my hair is a pair with yours. In the future, others will know that you are my own slave. Do you understand?

In fact, this pair of pear wood hairpins is the relics of Wang Xi Niang's mother. On her deathbed, she told him to give the flower-shaped hairpins to his wife. When the first time he fell into his arms, he decided to give the flower-shaped hairpins to her.

She is the only one who deserves this hairpin

Wangxi felt that there was no need to explain it so clearly to Yàn Ni. She just needed to accept his affection obediently.

Master, do you often tie your hair for others?

How many little slaves does the master have?

Did he treat them like this?

Yàn Ni knew that she had no right to ask about her master's affairs, but whenever she thought of her master, she would tie her hair and give her a wooden hairpin, her heart was as if she was pressed by a big stone.

Wangxi knew that she was thinking about it again. He tapped her little head and said: Do I look so idle?

Yàn Ni shook his head, no

That's all, stupid kid. If you ask boring questions again, I'll punish you. Wang Xi pretends to be angry.

Master, don’t be angry! Yàn Ni was very obedient. When he saw the master getting angry, he took the initiative to throw himself into his arms. She hugged the master’s tiger waist tightly

Wangxi was hugging her and said with satisfaction: Just be obedient. My mother once taught me to make dolls with clay when she was alive. After breaking two dolls, she could reshape a doll made of clay. There will always be another doll in her body. My mother told me that everyone has their own clay doll. You are my clay doll.

He wouldn't hide this sentence from the mud doll in my body

As long as the master does not dislike me, I will always be the master's mud doll. Yàn mud said sincerely

Wang Xi said nothing, silently hugging her petite body, as if she had broken her and embedded her in her body

Master, what does it feel like to have a mother? She looked at the owner's aftertaste expression and wanted to know what it feels like to have a mother.

Wangxi slowly thought: Even if he was scolded, beaten, or punished, it felt very warm.

Yàn Ni said with envy: OK! I want to have a mother too! Every time I do something wrong and I am punished by my past masters, my sister protects me. But now my sister has gone far away, will I never see her again?!

Speaking later, there was sadness in his tone

How did they punish you? Is it like I did to you?

He looked jealous of his husband and asked for guilt.

Although her virginity was taken away by him, he became crazy when he thought that she might have been played with by others in the form of a slander.

If she was really as he thought, he would kill all the men who had touched her

No, they all beat the board with a board many times, but they wanted to do bad things, but they were beaten away by their sister, and then they sold the owner, don't sell Yàn mud, okay? Yàn mud serves you all your life

Wangxi suddenly felt relieved. He wanted to thank Yànni's sister very much and buy her sister back another day to reunite them.

Yàn Mud's last sentence, ironing Wangxi's heart comfortably. I will never sell you. You are my mud doll. Will you hate me for punishing you?

The master's punishment made Yàn Ni unspeakable happiness? Yàn Ni doesn't know how to say it anyway, Yàn Ni felt that the master was different from the past master, no matter how the master treated me, I was happy.

Yàn Ni said honestly

Yàn Ni's answer made Wangxi feel happy and bubbled. He pretended to be serious: Then you must be mentally prepared! In the future, I will "punish" you severely. Are you afraid?

Master, punish me!