The General and Little Lolita (H)

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Chapter 221: Crying Too Toughly (The Marquis's Flesh...)

Everyone left one after another, and the Indus Courtyard became quiet again.

The Marquis went into the bedroom to have a look, and then came out to look around, feeling that something was missing, so he stepped out of the door and called the housekeeper, Jia An, and asked: 『Where is the maid serving Miss Hu?』

Those who can become the chief stewards are all clever people, and they have already inquired clearly about what their master would ask and immediately reported back: 『Two made a mistake and were kicked out, and one was seriously injured and carried back to the Bodhi Courtyard. The Bodhi Courtyard will send two maids over later.』

The Marquis's heart skipped a beat, and he thought inwardly that it was not good: Usually, it would be troublesome to see the maids standing there, but suddenly there is no maid, so if the little thing gets up, does she need a noble Marquis to wait on her?

However, there are only stewards and servants in the entire Wutong courtyard, and they are all public.

Going back to the dormitory in a strange mood, he stood in front of the bed and took a look, um, except for the occasional shaking, the little thing fainted pretty well.

The Marquis took off his starched second-rank official court uniform and found that his inner shirt smelled of sweat. The running just now can be regarded as a physical exercise.

So the Marquis took off his inner shirt and didn't care that the water in the basin was cold, he took a cloth towel and wiped his whole body clean.

When he put on clean white underwear and was about to take out his normal clothes, the little thing on the bed suddenly murmured: 『Teacher... Teacher...』

The Marquis didn't hear clearly, so he walked over and asked: 『What's the matter? What do you want?』

The little thing's body trembled like a residual leaf in the autumn wind, her curled eyelashes moved frequently, and her mouth kept babbling. Is she having a nightmare?

The Marquis leaned over and pushed Hu Yuanyuan's slender arm, and softly shouted: 『Yuanyuan, you're having a nightmare, get up! You get up!』

He yelled several times, but it didn't wake her up, and she didn't shake so badly.

At this time, the Marquis was only wearing a loose inner shirt, with the neckline still open low, revealing his strong and unobtrusive toned chest muscles.

Seeing that Hu Yuanyuan's nightmare seemed to be getting better, the Marquis got up and wanted to put on his normal clothes.

This time she almost tore off his inner shirt. It turned out that although Hu Yuanyuan had her eyes closed, her hands were tightly gripping the hem of his inner shirt.

The Marquis didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he sat down on the side of the bed and carefully pulled back his hem.

Unexpectedly, before the clothes were pulled back, the little thing shrank into a ball and buried his little face in the hem of his underwear. This...

It's harder to pull...

The corner of the Marquis's mouth twitched indiscernibly, just now he felt that the little thing was obediently sleeping, but he didn't expect she would be restless all of a sudden.

While thinking about the way to escape, he felt a slight warmth on his thigh...

Slightly damp...

The Marquis was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head to take a closer look, only to realize that the little thing was crying in his clothes, crying silently, but his clothes were soaked by her crying all at once.