C2 Mask Man in the Bath

"So what if he doesn't leave?"

Qiushui had not expected him to reply so arrogantly. Struggling in her sea of desire, she finally lost all sense of self, hugging his neck and body as she rushed forward.

When her rose like lips pressed against his, the man's body visibly trembled. His pitch-black eyes, which were originally bottomless, suddenly exuded a killing intent as cold as a thousand years old frost.

She! How dare she!

He didn't think that this woman would be so bold. If he wasn't in the medicinal bath and he couldn't use any strength to grip her neck, he would have cut her into two the moment he saw her. This kind of shameless woman who took the initiative to climb out of bed, he hated shame the most!

However, he had to admit that there was something different about this woman. If there had been women touching his clothes before, he would have felt disgusted and disgusted. However, this woman didn't feel disgusted at all when she kissed his lips.

Could it be that the medicinal bath in this pond also had some aphrodisiac effect?! He didn't know when his hands had touched the woman's smooth back, but the breath on his lips prevented him from pushing away the woman who was licking his lips with her tongue.

Qiushui's body was burning. Her lips were moving closer and closer to Qiushui, and the man's hands were stroking the woman's body. Qiushui felt as if her body was burning as she pressed her body closer to Qiushui's body.

Slowly, the moans grew louder and louder, filling the room. The light became more and more intense, and the vague sounds of water flowing could be heard …

"Ah!

"Right."

When Qiushui opened her eyes, it was already the fourth day. She looked around and quickly recalled those crazy and embarrassing scenes. She wasn't a woman who loved to do things. She immediately understood the need to tiptoe out of bed, quickly packed her clothes and prepared to leave.

The man on the bed was sleeping soundly, and by the side of the mask, she could vaguely imagine a face that didn't look ugly. She suddenly had the urge to reach out and take the mask off the man's face.

But in the end, she didn't do it, she couldn't. That man originally wanted to kill her, but the killing intent in his eyes couldn't deceive her. She couldn't risk her life, moreover, in a situation where she still hadn't figured out the situation, she didn't have the intention of talking about love while lying down and not letting go.

However, she wasn't a casual woman, and she didn't want to end up like this. She took out a few silver notes and placed them beside his pillow. She had stolen them from that damn fatty previously and gave them to the pitiful man as compensation.

Qiushui didn't linger any longer as she turned around and left.

He recalled his memories about General's Estate and was about to sneak in through the back door, but there was already a petite and delicate servant girl standing there. She was Qiushui's personal little girl, Xue'er.

"Miss, Miss, wuu, Miss, you're finally back. Where have you been? Xue'er has been waiting for you for a long time.

With great difficulty, Qiushui managed to restrain herself from throwing a tantrum. She always did things decisively without wasting time, and she did not like others to cry the most, and she also did not like others to ask her about her own matters. But after all, this girl was worried about her, and she had just arrived, so she was still more obedient.

Qiushui patted Xue'er's head and said gently, "Why are you crying? I'm fine. Let's go in."

Xue'er was stunned for a moment before wiping away her tears. She grabbed onto Qiushui's sleeve in fright. "Miss, you, don't go in!"

"Why?"

Qiushui was flustered by her submissive attitude, but she was afraid that she might be scared to the point that she was even more timid.

"Now, now, First Madame and Old Master are in your room. Everyone is here."

This time, Qiushui finally understood and the corner of her mouth slightly curled up. She had indeed been schemed against. The person with ill intentions was waiting for her to come back to watch a good show.

"Let's go."

Qiushui's footsteps did not stop. Xue'er, who was at the side, was stunned. Seeing her young miss walk in with such vigor, as if she had turned into a different person, Miss's mind couldn't have become even more stupid, right? What should he do!

She was stunned for a moment, but Qiushui had already disappeared. Xue'er hurried to catch up, but before Qiushui could enter the room, a few servants stood by the door. They had cold eyebrows and vertical eyes, blocking her door with their thick necks.

The lights in her room were brightly lit. She frowned and strode into the room. Just as she revealed her dress, Old maid cried out, "Eldest Miss is back!"

maid's voice became louder and louder as she answered. Xue'er's face turned pale. She stole a glance at Qiushui, only to see that her face didn't show any signs of retreating. Instead, the smile on her face grew larger and larger.

Old maid belongs to Wang Shun's family which belongs to First Madame. She is the son of a servant. She looks down on First Madame and bullies Qiushui a lot.

When Qiushui walked into the room, she immediately saw the memory of her father who doted on her so much. However, after her birth mother died, he gradually drifted apart, saying that he would think of her mother whenever he saw her.

The dad's face was ashen, one hand pressed against the chair's handle, his face full of anger. First Madame, who was sitting down, looked at her with a worried face, as those two aunties he saw last night could not hide his excitement from watching a good show.

Qiushui didn't say anything for a long time. She just glanced at First Madame and finally said, "My Qiushui, where did you go last night? Mom and Dad are so worried at night."

Qiushui laughed coldly in her heart. She looked at her lightly and smiled sweetly. "Mother, where did Qiushui go last night? How could you not know?"

First Madame did not expect this fool to retort like that, and his body couldn't help but tremble. When Yin Wen Chong heard Qiushui's words, he shot a glance at First Madame, which made her even more surprised. Why did this girl suddenly turn into a different person?

"Qiushui, what are you talking about? How would mom know? Otherwise, Mom wouldn't be here with your dad to wait for you all night."

First Madame was extremely good at putting on an act. He was so wronged that he used the handkerchief to dab at the corner of his eyes. Qiushui, on the other hand, was able to clearly see the scheming in her gaze.

"Qiushui, Mother usually indulges you, but this time, you can't use your mother to stop your father."

The man from the fireworks building was dead when they rushed over, and there was no one in the room. She didn't know what exactly was going on, but she didn't believe that with her own abilities, she wouldn't be able to throw a splash of dirty water on her.

Qiushui clearly understood her thoughts, but she was also disdainful of them. She did not understand the thoughts of this family of people. How could a cheap father like her not see through them?

"Mom, you have to ask big sister if you went to meet some wild man in private. Don't be embarrassed to say it."

The voice was melodious, and the voice was filled with the young girl's charm and elegance. Qiushui looked outside the door, and saw her second sister, Yin Qiushuang, and her two younger sisters standing by the door, looking at her with disdain.

"Oh? Second sister, you already know about it, but you saw it with your own eyes? "

Qiushui raised her eyebrows as she replied indifferently. Her small, arrogant, yet spirited, appearance made Yin Qiushuang frown and almost stomp her feet.

She had always hated Qiushui for snatching away all the limelight from her face. Now that her face was shining with even more brilliance, how could she not be disgusted by it?

"Of course. My little girl saw you enter the Misty Flower Hall with her own eyes."

As she said this, her chin rose even higher, and her white lower jaw seemed to announce her fearlessness and pride.