Counterattack of the Cannon Fodder Chambermaid Chapter 142

This is the first ti Xiaohua has served King Jing so closely. She is no stranger to undressing n. She undressed the fourth young master a lot in her last life. But sohow, when she put her hand on King Jing's belt, she was a little embarrassed. Her mouth and nose were full of strong wine, and there was a faint sll of n. She was nervous for no reason.

Xiaohua moves carefully until only her clothes are left. King Jing sits by the couch and waits for soone to take off her shoes. Xiaohua carefully cos forward and kneels down to take off King Jing's boots.

As soon as he put down his boots, an Cheng ca out of nowhere. He took a basin of water in a copper basin and put it at King Jing's feet, and then the man stood aside.

What does that an?

Xiaohua looks back. Fushun station is far away, with a smile on her face. An Cheng station is not far away, but others have an obvious attitude that they are not ready to intervene.

Xiaohua's eyes flickered, so she had to honestly take off King Jing's socks, put her feet into the copper basin and began to wash his feet.

King Jing's feet are very big. Compared with them, Xiaohua's hands are very small, only half of them. King Jing's feet are also very white. Xiaohua compares them and is a little whiter than her hands.

How could a maid not have washed her feet? Xiaohua put her hand into the water and rubbed King Jing's feet carefully. Anyway, the feet of masters are more fragrant than the hands of slaves and maidservants, and Xiaohua has nothing to respond to at this ti. Moreover, King Jing's feet have no peculiar sll and are very clean.

After washing, the little eunuch next to him handed over a cotton handkerchief. Xiaohua took the cotton handkerchief and dried the water on her feet.

After busy, Xiaohua is already panting. She is not tired, but too nervous.

I thought it was all right. She could retreat back to her room and comfort her frightened heart. Who knew that the drunken man suddenly said, "knead her back."

A thunderclap hit Xiaohua's head and made her numb.

King Jing had already posed on the couch, waiting for the flowers to co.

Fushun coughed softly, and Xiaohua imdiately approached as if she had been electrocuted.

She also wanted to struggle, turned her head and said to Fushun, "manager Fu, maidservants still need to clean their hands."

She touched King Jing's feet just now, and took the one who touched his feet and touched his back. If King Jing doesn't hamr her to death, Fushun will hamr her to death.

With a smooth move, two more small eunuchs ca out with a basin of water in their hands, and a waiter with a handkerchief was on the side, even with balm.

Xiaohua smiled bitterly in her heart. She felt driven to the shelf. She washed and dried her hands, sared balm, took a deep breath and ca to the sleeping bed.

She didn't dare to see what king Jing looked like at this ti. She rubbed her hands hot, stood at the edge of the bed, bent over and began to push and knead.

Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. It's not the first ti to do this. Don't be nervous because you change places. There's nothing to be nervous about.

After soothing herself for a while, Xiaohua was not nervous and began to massage King Jing seriously.

Xiaohua will be very focused as soon as she gets serious. When she finishes pressing her back, she is quiet. She twists her head with small movents and finds that Fu Shunhe and the little eunuch around her have disappeared. A layer of curtain outside the sleeping bed is also put down.