"I'm not your maid? I don't want to do maid's job." Although she couldn't fight him, she would protest strongly for such a humiliating job.

Mo Fengya ignored her protests and continued to look at the book without raising her head: "I know, just don't you just need to do it as a maid."

Just don't think it's a maid's job? What's the logic?

I am not his wife, so why should I serve him?

Seeing that Ye Chuqing didn't do anything for a long time, Mo Fengya frowned unhappily and narrowed his eyes: "Hmm? You... don't want to do it?"[

It was very plain, but Ye Chuqing heard the strong threat.

Alas, what should I do if it is a humiliating job on one hand and a life on the other hand?

Ye Chuqing was crazy.

Damn, she walked over, half-kneeled on the ground, took off her leather shoes and put on slippers.

Then he secretly comforted himself that he would not be able to disobey this terrifying man for such a trivial matter, and stayed in the mountains without fear of losing firewood.

One day, she asked him to take off his shoes and wait for himself to take a bath.

Mo Fengya looked at her softly serving her, then stood up coldly and walked towards the bathroom.

"Get me a nightgown in the wardrobe and then give me a massage."

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Ye Chuqing had no choice but to lower her head and open his clothes room. When she saw it, she was stunned.

Inside is a large room with rows of high-end custom-made men's clothes placed in it.

She couldn't help but smack her tongue. It was too exaggerated and she had more clothes than hers.

But looking closely, this man has a very high taste in dressing. Whether it is formal or casual clothes, the design and texture of the clothes are elegant and unique, which conforms to his aristocratic temperament.

Ye Chuqing took a set of nightgown, came out, and stared at the bathroom door.

I took a few deep breaths before I pushed the door open and went in.

There is another large space inside, a round bathhouse is built with smooth stones, and hot water continues to emerge from the ground.

Ye Chuqing was secretly jealous, it was such a luxury! She also had a bath in her bedroom, which was not something that ordinary people could enjoy.

Fortunately, Mo Fengya had already taken off his clothes and lay in the bathhouse, so he didn't need to see his unclothed body.

"come over."[

Mo Fengya leaned lazily on the stone, closing his eyes.

Ye Chuqing hurried over, knelt behind him, and scrubbed him with a towel.
Chapter completed!