After being Targeted by a Madman [PART 1]

Ancient 3: Please give me more advice in the future, Mrs. He

Ancient 3: Please give me more advice in the future, Mrs. He

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Until the seventh day, Yang Yanjun spent all his time in the room.

The housekeeper, who had just seen off a visiting guest, glanced at the closed door, shook his head and sighed.

Not long after, the door was opened again, and Lin Xurui had already put on his clothes and walked out. Lin Xurui's face was full of satisfaction. He nonchalantly told the housekeeper: "Prepare some hot water."

"Yes." The butler didn't dare to look inside at all and responded with his head down.

After the hot water was brought in, Lin Xurui carried it in personally and poured the hot water into the bathtub. When the temperature was about right, he carried Yang Yanjun over and put him into the water.

Yang Yanjun's face was flushed at this time, with obvious traces of tears on his face, and his eyes were tightly closed.

Lin Xurui held the person against his arms, reached his hand into the water, aimed at her anus and thrust it in violently.

"Hmm..." Yang Yanjun frowned immediately and called out in a low voice.

The fingers play with the anus, slowly drawing out the semen inside.

The originally clear water surface suddenly appeared with circles of white turbid liquid.

Yang Yanjun moved restlessly and kept rubbing in Lin Xurui's arms, as if trying to get rid of the thing in his anus.

The red and swollen anus suddenly clamped the finger, and the squirming intestinal flesh sucked the finger so hard that Lin Xurui could not pull it out.

Lin Xurui finally endured it, the desire in his eyes buried deep inside.

He cleaned up quickly, changed Yang Yanjun into clean clothes, then walked to the bathtub to satisfy his desires, calling Yang Yanjun's name in a low voice.

The man lying on the bed opened his eyes slightly, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. It was his own fault for tormenting him so badly. He deserved it.

After Lin Xurui had satisfied his desire, he asked the housekeeper to bring another bucket of water.

During this period, the housekeeper didn't dare to ask any more questions, for fear of being silenced by Lin Xurui.

When Yang Yanjun woke up the next day, his whole body was sore, and the strange feeling in his anus was even more obvious, making him feel as if something was inserted inside.

Yang Yanjun sat up with difficulty, and the bright light in his eyes dimmed.

He stared blankly ahead for a long time before he covered his face and burst into tears. For him, what happened last night was a lifelong nightmare.

"Madam, are you awake?" There was a knock on the door and the butler's voice outside.

Yang Yanjun wiped the tears from his face, and then said in a dry voice: "What's the matter?"

When the housekeeper heard Yang Yanjun's hoarse voice, he was silent for a while, and then he spoke again: "The master will be buried later, and this old servant is here to inform the lady."

Hearing this, Yang Yanjun was a little dazed. So it was already the seventh day? What on earth had he done these days, hanging out with others?

As he thought about this, he felt his face getting wet again.

The butler waited patiently for the answer from inside.

Seeing no sound from inside, the butler was about to speak when the door was suddenly opened.

Yang Yanjun was wearing a white shirt, his face was as pale as paper, his lips were bright red, and you could even see some broken skin.

"Madam?" the housekeeper asked with some concern.

"I want to go to the kitchen." Yang Yanjun said and walked towards the kitchen.

Yang Yanjun's legs were shaking so badly that every step was very difficult. Out of concern and guilt, the housekeeper said, "Madam, how about I help you?"

"No need." Yang Yanjun gently refused.

"Madam, what do you want to do in the kitchen? I'll have someone prepare it right away." The butler spoke again.

The housekeeper sometimes gets a headache with this lady, because there are servants in the house, but the lady always likes to do everything herself, leaving the younger ones at a loss as to what to do.

Yang Yanjun just smiled gently, his eyes full of worry: "No, I want to make some side dishes myself, so that He Yan won't be hungry."

After hearing this, the housekeeper fell silent and no longer stopped Yang Yanjun.

Yang Yanjun chose a good place for burial in terms of both location and feng shui.

Watching He Yi's coffin being gradually buried, Yang Yanjun kept suppressing the sadness in his heart and tried not to cry.

At this moment, Yang Yanjun seemed to see the past. He saw the honest-looking man smiling at him gently, which gradually disappeared.

Yang Yanjun was thinking absentmindedly when suddenly a hand was placed on his shoulder. He turned around and saw that hateful face.

"What are you doing here? You are not welcome here!" Yang Yanjun said with hatred, considering the people around him.

Seeing Yang Yanjun rejecting him so much, Lin Xurui's eyes darkened. He glanced at the newly erected grave indifferently and said lightly: "He Yan is my subordinate, so of course I came to see him for the last time."

Yang Yanjun looked at his hypocritical appearance, his hands clenched tightly at his sides. He forced a smile and said, "He Yan doesn't have a boss like you."

Lin Xurui lowered his head and sniffed Yang Yanjun's neck deeply.

Yang Yanjun was so scared that he quickly took a few steps back and looked around in fear. Fortunately, no one around him noticed, so he breathed a sigh of relief this time.

Lin Xurui's mouth curled up slightly. He walked in front of Yang Yanjun, leaned forward slightly, and whispered, "Why are you so scared?"

Yang Yanjun pursed his lower lip and said nothing, his eyes full of vigilance, like a kitten.

Lin Xurui leaned close to Yang Yanjun's ear and said gently, "Do you know what the emperor said? The emperor thought of Vice General He's great contributions to the court and learned that he only has one wife at home, so he specially entrusted me to take good care of Madam He."

Yang Yanjun's pupils suddenly dilated and his hands and feet couldn't help but stiffen.

"So, please give me more advice in the future, Mrs. He."