Mammy, don’t

It’s not allowed to keep snakes in the house. It’s a dangerous thing. I fell to Korea and fell to my knees to protect my hands. Cass was severely stepped on. Suddenly my hands were red and swollen, and my five fingers were so thick that my tears were almost frustrating.
What are you doing, girl?
Mammy, he’s my pet, and he’s also good at raising flowers. I promise he can raise flowers in the house better. Gaze at them for half a ring, lift your feet and sigh and compromise. Okay, okay, if he doesn’t harm you, just bring them in and raise them.
Thank you, Mammy.
Don’t ask Mammy to call me a nurse, so she went into a mansion and made flowers. She was assigned a small room to change clothes and learn the rules of the mansion. Later, she realized that this was what Mammy Lin called the Xiaoyao Wangfu, and she was such a good-looking Xiaoyao Wang.
Lying tired at midnight
On the first day, it was very cumbersome to be familiar with the servant girl’s journey. Lying in bed, I felt tired, and my eyes were covered with night. Cass glanced at her eyes and threw herself into a simple wooden bucket and took a cool bath. Damn it, it was really refreshing for Kas to mumble for half an hour.
Without hesitation, he walked step by step to the bed and stared at her for a while, then mumbled a few words. Then she hugged each other and slept. Listening to him calling Cass over and over again, he would pout and be irritable. This night seemed different. He just pulled the quilt forward and tried to get in and sleep, but he was startled by a pair of fierce eyes.
The moonlight is so hazy.
A soft wind blows into the corner of the quilt, and Korea drops it, so wait for a while stares at the exquisite face like Luna in front of her eyes. The familiar breath makes her heart jump uncontrollably, and it seems that a thousand words are not enough for this moment. When the four eyes are red and black, the ink is deep.
Cass
Hoarse, sweetness, greasy inclusions, unbelievable voice, difficulty in Han’s mouth, and a breath in her throat, which involved her carefully beating heart, moonlight, hazy eyes, hazy heart yarn, and everything around her was still, with plop, plop, irregular, but louder and louder. The beating of the heart was blood impact, pulse spewing and excitement.
Cass
It’s been half a year since this pair of faces met again
I used to wet my eyes, and Han threw herself into his arms, leaning against his chest, hammering and screaming desperately, cass, you son of a bitch, you son of a bitch, and now you come to me and leave me alone
you
Do you know how much I miss you? Do you know how much I regret it? Do you know how much I love you? You know you know that you son of a bitch, Han Bian, hammered and wept in his arms. You can’t pretend to be strong anymore. You can’t suppress the tears in your eyes. You never realized that when you meet again, tears are more fierce than parting, as if you were going to cry dry and cry all over your body.
Showing her trembling body and how tight her arms are around him, as if she were going to embed her petite body into his body, Cass felt a little inexplicable distress in addition to being stunned, even if she was beaten into a pig’s head and touched realgar, she never felt any pain.
Stunned for a while, his consciousness tightened his arms and wrapped her cold body in his chest as a cloak full of body temperature.
Cass, you finally came back. Han curled her toes to match his height, buried her head in his neck, and intermittent tears ran down his neck to his chest. Cass slightly pointed to lift her jaw, stared at her cheeks and frowned severely.
My name is cass.
He grinned with embarrassment.
Haven’t you remembered?
I remember the head.
Cass suddenly turned his face livid and threw her into the bed. The more he thought about it, the more he collapsed. Look at him. It’s unlucky to scold him for a long time. That fool scolded him for playing with him without it, didn’t he?
Your name is cass.
Korea lay quietly in bed, grabbed his rough fingers and stared at him. He was familiar with his cheeks and corners of his mouth, and evoked satisfaction. Yan Yan smiled with tears, like a picture of water and a pink butterfly, which added a little mystery to his cheeks. Although it was a pity, it was a matter of opinion.
I know
You are a genie.
I also know that it’s not a genie. He will be beaten into a pig’s head every time his mana fails. He will wake up every time and be sure to scare people to death. It’s because he doesn’t understand why he doesn’t steal, rob, take or kill and becomes a hateful genie to the point where everyone shouts and fights awkwardly.
You’re a nobler than snake king, and everyone is afraid of you.