The Overbearing Dignitaries Is Incomparable

Chapter 15 Are You Convinced?

Chapter 15 Are You Convinced?

Harriet snorted coldly and stopped.

"Come back." Bertina rubbed her forehead with one hand. Who is used to this temper?

If you don't agree with each other, you will leave!

"Are you punishing them?" Harriet asked coldly without turning his head.

There is a great threat in it.

But she forgot that she is also a slave under the eaves, imprisoned.

"Didn't you hear me? I told you to come back!" Bertina's handsome face was filled with anger.

The corners of Laverna's lips, who lowered her head, evoked a slight arc, and this woman looked down on herself too much.

She has worked for Bertina for so many years, how can she be compared to a woman who climbs the bed?

Overcome!

Harriet looked at the men in black who were silently blocking the way. Don't think about it, she couldn't beat them.

Turn around and go back to Bertina.

"sit down."

One command, one action, Bertina asked her to sit down, and she sat down.

Harriet sat on his lap, Bertina squeezed her chin with one hand and narrowed her eyes. "Who's used to temper, eh?"

"Who knows, maybe inborn." Harriet had a look I don't remember anyway, so you ask me a look I don't know.

He thought he would be angry, but Bertina just changed the subject and looked at Laverna, "What's going on upstairs, make it clear."

Laverna raised her head, with a dignified smile on her face: "Master, we obey your order to help this young lady take a bath. But she didn't cooperate and tried to beat her."

"You go on." Harriet sneered, looking at Laverna contemptuously.

Bertina frowned slightly and patted her buttocks, "Be quiet!"

Do you have any self-consciousness to be a slave?

Harriet pursed her red lips and kept her mouth shut.

"She's called Little Madman, and she's one of you." Bertina pondered for a moment, "I can't handle this trivial matter, and everyone gets twenty whips."

Hearing the previous sentence, Laverna was still secretly happy.

It turned out that this woman was just a slave, thinking that if she climbed into the young master's bed, she would be able to turn over and become the hostess.

Unexpectedly, she must be uncomfortable with being identified by the young master in public, right?

Hearing the latter sentence, Laverna was a little surprised.

I can't believe that the young master punished them all for a little lunatic. "Yes, Master." Laverna quickly reacted and led the Ellens down to receive the penalty.

Bertina clasped the back of Harriet's head, pressed her head against her, and bit her soft lips lightly, "Are you satisfied?"

"Master, don't you think 20 is a little short?"

"It's cheap and good." Bertina let go of her and pushed her away, "Go take a shower."

"I wash it myself?" Harriet confirms again, there won't be any more Ellen to strip her, help her bathe?

"Do you want me to help you?"

"No, I can do it myself."

Dropping the words, Harriet turned and went upstairs.

As soon as Harriet left, kyitty, who was left alone, dared to climb into the master's arms.

Rubbing his furry head against Bertina's arm as a show of flattery.

Rubbing kyitty's head, Bertina thoughtfully: "Medwin."

Medwin took a few steps forward, "Master, I'm here."

"Call the doctor and prepare to examine the little lunatic."

"Yes, sir."

Harriet went upstairs, and the servant then brought a change of clothes.

"Little madman, these are the clothes you'll change into later, and they're here for you."

Harriet glanced lazily, "What kind of clothes are those?"

"Young master likes clothes." The servant replied as a matter of course.

What she wears is not determined by her preferences, but by Bertina's preferences.

This is her duty as a slave.

Especially...she is still the woman who serves the young master.

It should be specially dressed for the young master's preference.

Harriet didn't speak, let alone wear it, went into the bathroom and closed the door.

The water in the bathtub was ready, she took off her shirt and stepped into the bathtub.

The water temperature is comfortable, the essential oil has a soothing effect on the nerves, and the aroma of roses drifts in the air.

Harriet's nerves were completely relaxed, thinking about how to conquer Bertina!

Since he would be caught after escaping again and again, it would be better to use a once and for all method.

Conquer him!

At present, Bertina is still somewhat interested in her, at least... physically, he needs her.

Like Bertina said, doing it once is doing it, and doing it a hundred times is doing it.

Why should she care about this, she could only endure it before she escaped.

There was a lot of chaotic thoughts in my mind, the bathroom door was knocked, and the servant was urging outside the door.

She just responded and got up and put on her bathrobe.

When she opened the door, the servant frowned when she saw the bathrobe she was wearing, "You need to be fast if you want to see the young master."

"Let's lead the way." Harriet asked casually, ripping through his hair.

"You have to take off this bathrobe before seeing the young master."

"Stop procrastinating, you're wasting time, you're in charge?" Harriet bypassed the servant and walked out.

The servant had nothing to do with her, and even Laverna was punished because of her, so she didn't dare to force it casually.

For her tough end, Baobuqi was even worse than Laverna.

The servant quickly caught up with Harriet and led her to Bertina's bedroom door.

"If the young master is to blame in a while, you will bear it alone." The servant whispered.

Medwin knocked on the door, "Master, the little lunatic is here."

"Enter."

Medwin pushed open the door, "Go in."

Harriet strode into the bedroom, and behind him, Medwin closed the door.

Bertina seemed to have just finished taking a shower, only a towel was loosely wrapped around her waist, and water was dripping from her well-textured chest.

The water drops slowly slid to the sexy abdominal muscles...

Seeing this posture, Harriet finally understood why the servants in the daytime made her wear clothes that would not cover up at all.

Dare to love, this beast is in heat again!

"What are you doing, come here." Bertina lit a cigarette, his narrow eyes narrowed slightly in the smoke.

There was a faint smile on her thin lips, which was sexy and sultry.

Harriet stood still. "What do you want?"

"Why do you need to ask?" Bertina breathed out a cigarette: "What else can I do besides you?"

"It's daytime!"

"Is it still day and night to do this?"

Harriet: "…"

Can't talk to beasts.

"Little madman, remember your identity." After dusting off the ash, Bertina was impatient.

Harriet had no choice but to show weakness. She lowered her head slightly, her voice a little softer: "But I'm still hurting..."

"Um?"

"You're going to be too cruel... I'm still hurting now."

Bertina took a deep breath, and Ying Ting's brows furrowed deeply, "How long will it hurt?"

"It won't work today anyway."

"Squeamish!"

He didn't have to be too ruthless, he was squeamishly hurt.

Bertina took a deep breath, trying to dispel the stagnant air in her chest.

He raised his eyes and gave her a cold look: "There are clothes in the closet, put them on."

Harriet understood the brief order, meant to let her go.

"As ordered!"

Harriet saluted and turned to open the closet.

Next to the men's clothes, there are women's clothes.

All kinds, most of them are not serious...

Harriet scolded the beast, his fingertips swept over all kinds of gorgeous clothes, and finally stopped on a fairly conservative skirt.

Picking up her skirt, she went into the bathroom.

The man sitting on the sofa sneered when he saw her move, "I haven't seen it before, is it interesting to hide?"

Which part of her body has he never seen or touched?

After changing her dress, Harriet saw Bertina getting dressed in front of the closet.

He slowly pulled on his trousers. Hearing the movement, Bertina turned her head and raised her eyebrows, "Okay?"

Harriet nodded.

Bertina didn't say anything, put on her shirt on her own, buttoned a button, and beckoned.

Harriet is acting stupid.

"Little madman!" A sullen voice sounded.

Harriet had to bite the bullet and step forward, his voice dry: "What?"

"Button up, will you?"

"It doesn't seem like..."

Who wouldn't play stupid?

Harriet felt like he was acting like that.

Bertina laughed angrily at her, pinched her chin with one hand, and lifted her head, "Will you eat with chopsticks?"

Harriet: "…"

"Before my patience is exhausted, raise your hand and buckle it for me!"

"Got it." Harriet raised his hand resignedly, buttoning his shirt one by one.

I have to say, black really suits him.

The evil spirit carries a strong Forbidden Valley aura, exuding the innate temperament of the arrogant and noble son to the fullest.

Bertina noticed that the little madman suddenly stared straight at him, not ashamed at all, and suddenly felt better.

He lowered his head, his handsome face approached her face, and his thin lips brushed her lips, "You look silly, eh?"

Harriet turned his head away, "No."

"Haha." Bertina just thought she was a dead duck, she stretched her long legs and walked out first.

"Follow."

Harriet then took a step forward, followed behind him, and left the bedroom together.

Inside the castle, there is a medical room.

All the internationally advanced equipment can be seen in the medical room of the castle, and doctors are selected as family doctors after layers of screening.

Medwin was waiting here early in the morning, and when he saw Bertina bringing Harriet over, he bowed and said, "Master, the doctor is already waiting inside."

"Um."

Harriet looked at the medical room, which was not inferior to the hospital, and was a little curious, what is Bertina doing?

Even the rich do not set up a medical room exclusively at home.

Moreover, the scale of this medical center is not small.

Bertina was inattentive, and the little madman behind him was left behind.

In order to wait for her, Bertina had to stop and growled impatiently, "What are you looking at, you can't keep up."

"Yes." Harriet looked away and stepped after him.

Stepping into the medical room, it was all white coats and white angels.

Seeing the woman in the white coat, Harriet formed a psychological fear and subconsciously stepped back.

Tranquilizer shadows follow...

Harriet was held by two nurses on the left and right, and a doctor came forward, "I'll examine you next."

Do an inspection?

What to check?

Before Harriet could say anything, the doctor held his head in place.

In the next series of examinations, Harriet also understood... Bertina was trying to heal her vocal cords.

When she woke up, her throat had become hoarse, and every word she uttered made her throat ache.

As I woke up longer and longer, my throat condition improved slightly.

But only a little.

When she spoke, she no longer wanted to be as labored and painful as she had just woken up.

Bertina sat on the side, Medwin grabbed kyitty who was adventuring in the castle and handed it over to Bertina himself.

When kyitty saw the owner, he persuaded.

The fluffy little head rubbed against his palm affectionately, meowing non-stop.

Using professional equipment, the doctor gave Harriet a comprehensive examination, and the final result made him look grim.

The doctor came to Bertina, "Master, the examination is over."

Bertina, who bowed her head to tease kyitty, replied lazily, "Speak."

"Her vocal cords were burned and damaged, and it was a little tricky to heal."

"Burning?" Bertina raised her head, her sharp eyes looking thoughtfully at Harriet.

"Yes, the initial guess is that someone was fed something irritating, so the vocal cords were burned and damaged."

There are too many doubts about her.

Those doubts were not the focus of his attention.

Brows furrowed fiercely, Bertina's voice was low: "Can it be cured?"

The doctor did not dare to brag about Haikou, so he could only say conservatively, "It can be cured, but the time period will be longer. The treatment is a slow process, I wonder if you can wait, Master..."

Whether she can wait or not depends on whether she still wants to run away.

Bertina raised her hand and waved, and the doctor stepped aside.

The nurse let go of Harriet, and Harriet stepped forward, "Master."

"Um?"

"What did the doctor tell you just now?"

"Want to know?"

Harriet pursed his lips, "Think."

She wondered if there was any chance of her vocal cords recovering.

After all... with this rough voice, she herself can't stand it.

"Little madman, there is no free lunch in the world, understand?"

If you want to know, you have to pay a price. Harriet knew exactly what he wanted.

nothing more than her body...

In a bold move, Harriet took the kyitty from Bertina's arms and shoved it into Medwin's.

Sitting on Bertina's lap, her slender lotus arms wrapped around his neck, sending red lips.

It was not the first time to kiss, but she was still as young as an unripe fruit.

Everyone was very discerning and lowered their heads one after another.

Bertina let out a low laugh, clasping the back of her head with one hand, "I'll teach you."

After the fiery kiss was over, Harriet was out of breath, her beautiful eyes were filled with shimmering water.

A seductive blush appeared on the white face.

She raised her pale and slender index finger, boldly rubbed his thin lips frivolously, and exhaled like a blue: "I want to know."

From what she wanted to know, to what she wanted to know.

In the tone, there is a touch of command that is difficult to detect.

"The doctor said your vocal cords were burnt damage and it's going to be tricky to heal."

Caused by burning?

Harriet's brows furrowed, who on earth... was so cruel to her?

Simply devastated.

"It can be cured."

As for whether it is difficult or not, this is the doctor's business, and she doesn't need to worry about it.

…………

Under the scorching sun, the man swimming in the pool is like a white shark in the sea.

Strong posture and smooth movement.

Harriet was standing under a parasol with an ice-cold juice in hand. The heat outside contrasted sharply with the coolness inside.

After standing for a while, I was sweating hot.

The mask worn on the face was even more airtight, and the skin was covered and itchy.

"Master," Harriet called.

The man in the pool burst out of the water and wiped the water on his face, "Speak."

"Can I go back first?"

go back?

He's still here, where does she want to go?

No sense of being a slave at all!

"No! Stand up for me."

Harriet frowned helplessly, raised his head, narrowed his eyes and glanced at the dazzling sun, "But it's really hot..."

"hot?"

Harriet nodded and glanced down at the juice on the tray, "Aren't you going to come up for a drink and take a break?"

"Put things down first, you come here." Bertina hooked her hand and ordered.

Since it's too hot, come down and accompany him to cool off with him.

Harriet put down the tray and came to the edge of the pool, looking down at the man in the water.

"Give me your hand."

Harriet hesitated, held out his hand, a wet hand grabbed hers and pulled down sharply

"what!"

Water splashes everywhere.

Bertina swam away, watching Harriet struggle in the water for a while before her head popped out.

"Cough cough..." Coughing violently, Harriet spat out the water he choked.

The Ellen outfit he was wearing was heavily draped over his body after getting wet.

She was struggling to swim, and the culprit not far away was interesting to watch.

Harriet gritted his teeth, dared to tease her, and see what to do without giving him some color.

"Help..." She fluttered her hands and struggled constantly.

The body gradually sank, and gradually, the head also sank in the water.

Bertina put away the teasing in her eyes, her eyes narrowed, "Little madman, what tricks are you playing?"

Thirty seconds have passed...

The people who are submerged in the water are silent.

A minute has passed...

The people underwater still didn't move.

Bertina swam up to her at great speed, dived into the water and fished her out of the water.

"Little madman!"

As soon as he emerged from the water, Harriet's closed eyes snapped open, pressing Bertina's head with both hands and pressing into the water.

Let you tease me!

Bertina struggled twice before diving into the water, dragging her into the water with her.

The two were fiercely entangled underwater, and physically, Harriet was no match for him at all.

Seeing that Harriet was about to lose his breath, Bertina was kind enough to let go of her restraint.

Harriet kicked the water and surfaced, gasping for breath.

At this point, Bertina had already landed, took the towel handed by the servant, wiped her hair, and looked down at her who was still breathing heavily in the pool.

"Little madman, you are brave enough."

This tone, still blame her?

"Who told you to play tricks on me first." Harriet was not convinced. It was him who was obviously wrong, so why should he blame her?

She was just a courtesy.

Wrapping a towel around her waist, Bertina stretched out her long legs and came to lie down on the reclining chair.

Picked up a cigarette from the small round table, lit one, and white smoke drifted up.