Counterattack of the Cannon Fodder Chambermaid

This is the first time that Xiao Hua has served King Jing so closely. She is no stranger to undressing men. She has undressed the fourth young master quite a few times in her previous life. But for some reason, when she put her hand on King Jing's belt, she felt a little cramped. There was a strong smell of alcohol between her mouth and nose, with a slightly manly smell, and she became nervous for no reason.

Xiao Hua moved carefully, until only the obscene clothes were left, King Jing sat by the couch, waiting for someone to take off his shoes, Xiao Hua stepped forward and knelt carefully to take off King Jing's boots.

Just as he put down the boots in his hand, An Cheng appeared out of nowhere, took a basin of water from a copper basin and placed it at King Jing's feet, and then stood aside.

what does this mean?

Xiaohua looked back, Fushun was standing far away with a smile on her face, while An Cheng was not far away, but the attitude of others was obviously that they were not going to intervene.

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

King Jing's feet are very big, compared with them, Xiao Hua's hands are very small, only half of them. King Jing's feet were also very white. Xiaohua compared them, and they were a little whiter than her hands.

How could it be possible that a servant has never washed someone's feet, Xiao Hua put her hands in the water, and rubbed King Jing's feet carefully. Anyway, the feet of the masters are more fragrant than the hands of the slaves, so Xiaohua has nothing to worry about at this time. Moreover, King Jing's feet didn't have any peculiar smell, they were very clean.

After washing, the little eunuch next to her handed over a cotton towel, and Xiao Hua took the cotton towel and wiped the water off her feet.

After finishing the work, Xiaohua was already out of breath, not because she was tired, but because she was too nervous.

She thought it was fine, she could retreat back to the room to calm her frightened heart, but who knew that the drunk person suddenly said: Squeeze your back.

A thunderbolt struck on the top of Xiaohua's head, making her dumbfounded.

King Jing has already settled his posture on the couch, just waiting for Xiaohua to get on.

Fushun coughed twice, and Xiao Hua immediately approached her as if she had been electrocuted.

She still wanted to struggle, so she turned her head and said to Fushun with embarrassment: Boss Fu, the slaves still need to clean their hands.

She touched King Jing's feet just now, and then someone touched her back after touching her feet. If King Jing didn't beat her to death, Fushun would also beat her to death.

Fu Shun made a move, and two more young eunuchs appeared with basins of water in their hands, and there was a waiter with a handkerchief beside him, and even some balm.

Xiaohua smiled wryly in her heart, feeling as if she was being chased off the shelf, washed and dried her hands, applied the balm, took a deep breath, and came to the bed.

She didn't dare to see what King Jing looked like at this time, she rubbed her hands to heat up, stood on the edge of the bed and bent over and started to push and rub.

Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it's not the first time to do this, don't be nervous just because you changed places, there's nothing to be nervous about.

After comforting herself for a while, Xiao Hua became less nervous, and started massaging King Jing seriously.

Once Xiaohua is serious, she will be very focused. After finishing the set, she presses her back, and the side is very quiet. She turns her head in a small way, and finds that Fushun and the little eunuch beside her have disappeared at some time. The curtains were also lowered.