The Overbearing Dignitaries Is Incomparable

Chapter 18 They Want to Climb into Bertina's Bed

Chapter 18 They Want to Climb into Bertina's Bed

With a little charity, "You can stop."

Laverna raised her head, her head was dizzy, and she asked in a trembling voice, "Can I leave?"

"Not urgent."

Harriet smiled lowly, she stood up, "I ask you, Master's bedroom, can I come in?"

Laverna's chest was full of anger: "Yes."

"Hehe, you didn't say that when the young master was away."

After taunting, Harriet came to the bed and sat on the bed, "Master's bed, can I sleep?"

Laverna lowered her head and closed her eyes forcefully, "I don't know, I have to listen to the young master."

Very good, also know to throw the blame on Bertina.

Harriet turned his head and looked at Bertina, who had been watching the show from beginning to end without saying a word, "Master, you say, can I sleep in your bed?"

Laverna raised a heart in her throat, and she shouted madly in her heart, don't say it!

cannot!

She can't!

Unfortunately, things backfired, Bertina's thin lips lightly opened: "Yes."

With a bang, Laverna's brain exploded.

The young master disregarded so many years of master-servant friendship for a little lunatic...

Bertina's answer was beyond Harriet's expectations.

She didn't expect him to cooperate so much, and the confidence in her heart suddenly rose.

"Did you hear that, Laverna?" Harriet raised his chin like a proud general who had won a battle, his eyes full of arrogance and contempt.

"Yes, I heard it."

"Remember?"

Laverna lowered her head, touching the wound on her back, and the piercing pain spread: "Remember."

"Very well, call in the Ellen sister who has been cooperating with you to torture me these days."

Harriet's eyes sank, "Why, why don't you get out?"

This is quite an imposing scolding, as if she is the master of the lofty, and has nothing to do with the humble slave.

Laverna didn't agree, but she couldn't do anything to her. She didn't expect the young master to stand on her side.

Now, she can only swallow this breath.

Looking forward to the young master getting tired of playing with her as soon as possible and waiting for the day when she falls out of favor.

Laverna stepped back and left the bedroom.

Harriet got up to go, and was caught in Bertina's grasp, looking at her with mixed eyes.

"What do you think I've done too much?"

Harriet shrugged disapprovingly, "She wants my life when you're not around, and I've done enough to give you face."

"Why did she want your life?" In Bertina's knowledge, Laverna has always been an excellent slave.

She is loyal and savvy. The task given to her has never been a failure.

Just saying that this time she came back, she also made a great contribution and came back injured.

Harriet was stunned for a few seconds before asking with a chuckle, "My young master, you underestimate a woman's jealousy."

"envy?"

Harriet leaned over, lying on his chest, with a slender index finger as pale as white, drawing circles on his chest through his shirt, winking like silk: "I heard them say that I was the first woman to climb on your bed. Do you think they will be jealous of me?"

Although this group of slaves worshiped their masters like gods in their hearts, they couldn't resist the master's stunning masculinity, and wanted to get involved.

Bertina clasped her slender waist with one hand and pressed her hard against him, letting her feel the fire she raised.

"I satisfied you, is it time for you to satisfy me?"

Harriet's body froze, and his tone became slightly cold, "My business is not over, and there are two people who have not dealt with..."

"I can not wait anymore."

Harriet didn't have time to react, and his body was suddenly pressed under him.

The man's hot body temperature was clearly transmitted to her skin through the thin fabric.

Harriet's heart trembled, his hands resting on his hard chest, pushing: "Don't..."

"You can't help it!"

The temperature is rising, and the breath is intertwined.

A charming room.

After a long time, Harriet was lying on Bertina's chest dripping with sweat, motionless.

I was so tired that I lost the strength to lift my fingers.

Bertina pushed her away and went to the bathroom, and soon, there was a rush of water.

Harriet gasped for a moment before getting up and getting out of bed on his sore legs.

Opened the closet, took out a nightgown, and put it on.

Then, he came to the door of the bedroom and opened the door.

Sister Ellen, whom Laverna called, was already waiting at the door of the bedroom.

Seeing the bedroom door open, the two of them lowered their heads in unison.

Harriet folded his arms around his chest and raised the corners of his lips coldly: "Look up at me."

There was a trace of arrogance in his tone.

Sister Ellen was a little terrified and raised her head obediently.

"Remember what I said?"

Ellen pursed her lips and said nothing.

"answer me."

"Can not remember."

Whether he really doesn't remember, or doesn't want to answer her, Harriet doesn't care anymore.

"I don't remember one, so kneel down for me!" Harriet frowned, his voice sank slightly, and he drank lowly.

The majestic and imposing scolding made the Ellens hesitate.

"Laverna's end, have you seen it?" Harriet leaned leaning against the door, and the neckline of the nightgown opened a lot with her movements.

The white skin exposed in the air was dotted with many hickeys.

Sister Ellen plopped and fell to her knees.

Of course they saw Laverna's end, and the reason why they tried to resist was just to take a breath for Laverna.

Harriet is their real public enemy.

Raising her feet, her toes raised Ellen's chin, and Harriet curled her lips into a cold smile, "Are you satisfied?"

"I don't know what you're talking about." Ellen looked away, as if she would rather die than give up.

"I think you don't cry when you don't see the coffin." Harriet leaned over, approached them, and sneered, "You guys want to get on Bertina's bed too, don't you?"

Ellen blushed when someone said something was central: "Don't talk nonsense!"

"Since you don't want to, then give you a chance to prove yourself."

Harriet rubbed his chin with one hand, and his blurred eyes swept across the faces of the men in black in the corridor.

In the end, it was fixed on the faces of two of them.

"You two, come here."

The man in black didn't move at all, obviously not paying attention to her.

Sister Ellen, who was kneeling on the ground, snickered by bowing her head.

Harriet was not angry, but nodded slowly, "Wait."

After dropping two words, she turned around and went back to the bedroom.

Bertina was taking a shower in the bathroom when suddenly, the bathroom door opened.

He squinted his eyes coldly, a trace of anger flashed, and Harriet closed the bathroom door with his backhand, "Master, haven't you washed yet?"

"Who let you in?"

Harriet said seriously: "I made it myself. Master, haven't you washed it yet?"

How dare this damn woman urge him?

Bertina stepped out of the shower and walked calmly in front of her. Harriet's eyes were always fixed above his collarbone, and he didn't dare to look down at all.

She was too purposeful, and suddenly broke into the bathroom, there must be something wrong.

Bertina stretched out her hand and raised her delicate chin frivolously: "I didn't satisfy you just now, so you're in such a hurry to send me off?"

Harriet turned his face away and looked serious, "Master, I have business."

"Speak." Holding her chin in one hand, Bertina's handsome face slowly approached.

"The thing you promised me before has not been completed, and there are still two people left to deal with it."

With that said, Harriet pulled him away.

"Little madman!"

Bertina growled.

Is she crazy?

Let him go out like this?

Harriet paused and asked impatiently, "What's wrong?"

A big man, why is his mother-in-law?

Can it still work? Pulling a bath towel around his waist, Bertina made a gloomy and handsome face, passed her shoulders, and walked out of the bathroom.

Harriet let out a guilty sigh and followed immediately.

Pulling Bertina to the door of the bedroom, Sister Ellen stood up without permission.

Harriet got angry. "Who allowed you to stand up? Kneel down!"

The Ellens looked at Bertina in horror, then knelt down, their heads bowed respectfully.

The slender fingertips pointed to the two men in black not far from the corridor, "You two, come here for me."

The man in black hesitated, glanced at Bertina, and asked with his eyes.

It was these few seconds of hesitation that made Harriet furious, "Didn't hear me?"

Bertina raised her lips with interest, lowered her eyes, and looked at the little lunatic beside her.

In addition to her tenacity, she is also particularly capable of bullying others.

Take advantage of the situation to the fullest.

Bertina didn't say anything to stop it, that's what she meant by acquiescence.

The man in black hurriedly ran to the front and stood still.

Harriet pointed at Sister Ellen and laughed softly, "For the sake of protecting the young master with all your heart, these two women will be rewarded to you. Have fun and don't let me down."

"Master, this...?" The man in black looked embarrassed and looked at Bertina for help.

You must know that Ellen, who was carefully cultivated in the castle, was prepared for the rich and politicians.

They are just lowly bodyguards, how can they enjoy these Ellens?

Sister Ellen also kowtowed at the same time, admitting her mistake: "Master, please don't reward us to others."

Harriet didn't like hearing that.

What is it to ask Bertina not to reward them to others, were they Bertina's women before this?

"Listen, why are you so misunderstood? Were the two of you the young master's woman before?"

Ellen repeatedly denied, "No, no."

"Then who did the young master reward you, and do you need to ask for your opinions? Have you all forgotten the three absolutes in the old castle?"

Sister Ellen shuddered, choked speechless by her.

Harriet turned around, curled his lips into a smile, and opened his palm to Bertina: "Master, do you still have the medicine from last time? Give me some."

"What medicine?"

Harriet blushed and heart beat, "Aphrodisiac."

"Little madman, don't be too bad." Bertina knocked her hand off.

"That's because you have seen with your own eyes how they have treated me badly. I can wait for you to come back and make decisions for me. It is already good fortune."

Harriet's face turned cold, "If you come back two days later, you might see my body."

Ellens freak out, what corpse?

These words undoubtedly put a felony on their heads.

"Master, it's not. You don't listen to the little madman. We have nothing to do with the little madman."

Ellen kowtowed in panic.

If it wasn't for personal experience, and he was the client, Harriet would have almost believed them.

She kicked Ellen, who was kneeling in front of her, angrily. "It takes a thousand needles to lie, do you want to try?"

Ellen burst into tears, "Master, we didn't."

"Enough." Bertina frowned and scolded in a low voice.

Harriet turned his head, eyes full of stubbornness, "You don't believe me?"

After her high fever had just subsided a little, she sweated a lot after experiencing an intense bed exercise.

But at this time, he was still blushing with anger.

A flushed face can easily be confused with a high fever.

Bertina raised her hand and pressed her eyebrows, "Go back and lie down."

"I don't!" Harriet insisted that she must give the Ellen sister some color.

How could she be willing to go back to the bedroom to rest like this?

Wasn't everything you've done in the past in vain?

Didn't he let him sleep in vain?

No one dared to defy his words, and Bertina Jun's face was covered with frost: "I said, go back and lie down."

"Give me the medicine." Harriet held out his palm towards him.

"Little madman, absolutely obey, you know?" Bertina took her hand and clenched it tightly.

Harriet frowned in pain, did he want to break her fingers?

Anger ignited in her heart, and she refused to accept it. "Absolute obedience is what a slave should do. I'm not your slave."

"Not a slave, what are you?"

"I'm..." Harriet hesitated for three seconds, "I'm your woman."

At least none of these slaves ever climbed into his bed.

So, at this point, she is different from them.

Although, she hated Bertina, a strong woman, in her heart.

Nowadays, people can only learn to bow their heads under the eaves.

As for the other accounts, they will be calculated later.

Bertina's lips curled slightly, like a woman of his.

Holding her hand, he calmly loosened his strength, and looked at the man in black with cold eyes: "Drink the medicine, take the two of them back to the room and enjoy it."

In a word, the death sentence of the Ellen sisters was sentenced.

For the man in black, it is a reward, "Yes, thank you young master!"

Harriet was not reconciled and turned her head, "Bring Laverna with you, let's play together!" As soon as she finished speaking, her chin was pinched, her head was pulled over, and her eyes met a pair of deep, cold eyes.

"Little madman, take it as soon as you see it, understand?" He has made enough concessions, he doesn't like greedy women.

"All right."

Reluctantly agreed, Harriet took his hand away, bypassed him, went back to the bedroom, and went to lie down on the bed.

The high fever caused his whole body to feel weak and weak, and he was also tossed by this beast.

Now, she needs a good night's sleep.

She hates her sick body, so she needs to get better soon.

Bertina closed the door and turned around, only to find that the little madman had heard a rare word.

Lying on the bed, eyes closed, as if falling asleep.

Coming to the bed, Bertina said in a low voice, "Go take a shower."

Harriet didn't move, didn't lift his eyelids.

"Little madman, didn't you hear what I said? Go and wash your body."

Just as he was about to pull it, he was grabbed by a soft little hand.

Bertina was startled.

Harriet closed his eyes and said in a weak voice, "I'm so tired..."

Her hand also fell weakly along with her voice.

Bertina lowered her eyes, at the bottom of her deep eyes, there was a deep and abyss of cold pools, calm, but seemed to be turbulent.

Harriet fell asleep quickly, and she was so tired, she held her spirits and punished Sister Ellen severely.

Satisfied, he was so tired that he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

backyard.

Laverna was lying on the bed, Ellen took the medicine, dipped it on her sterile face, and smeared her bruises little by little.

Ellen looked at the bloody wound, trembling with fear.

Laverna didn't snort from beginning to end, she gritted her teeth, endured the pain, cold sweat on her forehead.

"Tracy, how could the young master treat you like this? What should I do if this injury is scarred?" Ellen grieved for her.

What's more, I don't understand that a little madman, a little madman with a disfigured face, even defeated all the good-looking Ellen.

"Tracy, do you think the young master is in love with the little madman?" Ellen asked the doubts in his heart.

You know, Laverna was punished by the little lunatic, what that means is self-evident.

The young master actually indulges her, which has to make people vigilant.

"Can't you see that the young master likes her body?" Laverna replied coldly.

Such an obvious thing, still need to think about it?

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the young master has a s****l interest in the little madman's body, that's all.

Besides, what other advantages does her little madman have on the table?

Ellen nodded wistfully, "I don't know what luck the little madman had, but the first time it was given to the young master."

The little madman's first time is not the first time for the young master.

Unexpectedly, by mistake, she became the first woman of the young master.

Really envious and hateful.

Laverna fought back her anger, "Hurry up and stop talking nonsense!"

Ellen, who was reprimanded, trembled and lowered her eyes innocently, "Yes."

Closing her eyes, Laverna's chest was burning with strong anger. Today, the young master can punish her for the little lunatic...

Tomorrow, wouldn't the little madman execute her at will?

No, she would not allow such a passive situation to happen.

…………

Drowsily fell asleep.

Harriet woke up again, and it was already dark outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

She struggled to get up, and just raised her head, she fell back on the pillow with a soft face and weakness.

Weakly whispered, "It hurts..."

Damn Bertina!

Don't you know how to be gentle?

Curled up at the end of the bed, kyitty, dozing off, opened his eyes when he heard the movement.

"Meow." Taking the catwalk, kyitty came to her side, and those big round eyes stared straight at her.

"Look at what, and then see if you believe it or not?"

Kyitty twisted his head, jumped out of bed, came to the door, jumped sharply, his paws hooked on the door handle and dragged him down by the weight of his body.

As soon as the door opened, it raced out of the bedroom.

Harriet was dumbfounded, "Are you a sperm?"

After a while, footsteps sounded in the corridor from far to near.

Harriet closed his eyes, sore all over, and scolded Bertina from head to toe again in his heart.

"Awake?" A low and magnetic male voice sounded.

Harriet opened his eyes and saw Bertina carrying kyitty to the bed.