The little waste in the interstellar marriage urgency does not want to be the Marshal's concubi

The Marshal's Mansion exploded.

It's already three o'clock in the morning. The robots have all gone off work, but the living people are still moving.

The kitchen is cooking, with cold stoves, hot stoves, and pastries all prepared; the yard is being cleaned, with branches trimmed, leaves swept, and the swimming pool mopped; the house is left with only the renovations to do, with curtains washed, lampshades polished, and carpets replaced.

Chizhou didn’t even know there were so many people in the Marshal’s Mansion!

The Marshal walked along holding Miss Shen and set the Marshal's Mansion on fire. Now, wherever there is a dog hole, there are people peeping inside.

Old Duan, who was on duty tonight, was grinning from ear to ear, laughing like an idiot.

The old housekeeper started performing rituals in the living room, kowtow- ing to heaven and earth.

This is probably what it means to celebrate together.

The Marshal walked too fast, and Tianjiu felt like she was going to fall. She subconsciously hugged him tightly, but the Marshal actually smiled at her and then walked even faster!

This is terrifying. Can someone please take care of this lunatic?

People say he is crazy, but he still knows how to handle things with care.

Tianjiu looked at the big bed that was getting closer and closer to him, and his heart felt like it was on a roller coaster. He was afraid that he would throw him down.

The violent scenes in the online article never happened, but it was still thrilling.

The Marshal placed the wine beside the bed and asked her to sit down. He closed the doors and windows, drew the curtains, and turned on all the lights.

Tianjiu didn't know what this meant. She was dirty, so why not let her take a shower first?

Is there a vent on the bathroom ceiling like in the movies? She’s small, so she might be able to crawl out.

However, the Marshal had no intention of letting her wash, but instead began to take off his clothes himself.

The moment the combat uniform was removed, the alluring lines of his arms were revealed. The muscles extending to his forearms were solid and powerful, and the veins seemed to break free from their restraints as the muscles moved.

The marshal, wearing only a black vest, showed his muscular body to Tianjiu without reservation.

Such beauty is irresistible even on the screen, let alone when it is presented so realistically before your eyes.

Tianjiu's heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably, so loud it could be heard. His face flushed red, and his ears felt like smoking.

But she knew that this person was not someone she could covet, and he had just bullied her.

So no matter what he does, she needs to stay sober at all times and never be seduced by his beauty.

But it’s easier said than done.

What's more, he has even taken off his vest.

Looking at the little girl in front of him who was indeed bewitched by her beauty, Yuan Xu became even angrier.

If he doesn't teach her a lesson today, who knows what she will do in the future!

Yuan Xu took the little girl's hand and pressed it against his abdominal muscles.

Tianjiu was so frightened that he seemed to be scalded, and he jumped up to pull it away.

"Why run!"

Her strength was completely inadequate. Yuan Xu remained motionless and with a slight effort, he pulled the girl back.

The little hand was held firmly.

"Come on, aren't you going to purify your mental energy? This is how you do it, right? Show me how it's done."

As he spoke, Yuan Xu pulled the little girl's other hand and placed it on himself.

The sudden movement caused the little girl to stumble and fall into the man's arms.

Help! It's too scary. Tianjiuren is going crazy. The man's strong heartbeat hit her cheek.

Yuan Xu was very pleased with the girl's fascination. He wondered if she would go out and touch others again! She almost lost her life there.

"Do you like it? Are you satisfied?"

Tianjiu leaned against the man's arms, not daring to move. No matter what he asked, he closed his eyes and pretended to be dead.

"Do you still dare to do it in the future?"

Although the little girl didn't react, she must have been reflecting on it. If it happens again, break her hand.

-

"Uncle, please save Xiaolin. He's the only one left in this generation of our Zhu family. I already have no brothers. Considering how dedicated he has been over the years, please save him."

The man sitting in the lower seat also looked at the man sitting in the main seat with great difficulty, his face full of anxiety.

"Brother, what should we do now? Xiaocheng's death still has no conclusion. Xiaolin has been treated like our own child for so many years. We've been out of contact with him for almost a day now. We can't wait any longer."

Mu Chuanyang, the head of the Mu family who had almost disappeared from the public eye since the death of his wife, was sitting in the main seat.

His originally handsome and elegant appearance was now covered with fatigue and old age. It was hard to imagine that this was the same uncle who had previously fascinated thousands of young girls.

Mu Chuanyang pressed his brows together, lowered his eyes and slightly closed them. After a long moment, he spoke to his nephew in a low voice, "Xingyao, help Xiaohui up. Take care of yourself."

"Yes, uncle." Mu Xingyao quickly helped up his wife who had fallen to the ground crying and stepped aside.

"Xiao Lin is not young anymore. He has been out there for so many years. It's impossible that he would disappear just because he doesn't see him for a day. Xiao Hui, you are about to give birth. You can't keep imagining things."

Behind Mu Chuanyang stood a red-haired woman with an enchanting and proud figure. As she spoke, she raised her hand to press Mu Chuanyang's head.

But Xiaohui lowered her head and leaned in her husband's arms, wiping her tears, completely ignoring the woman and pretending not to hear.

Mu Chuanhai, Mu Chuanyang's younger brother, frowned slightly and picked up the tea bowl without responding.

Seeing that no one paid attention to her, the red-haired woman just smiled faintly, not taking it seriously, and lowered her head to massage Mu Chuanyang's temples.

Mu Chuanyang raised his hand to wave the woman away, turned around and glanced at her with a dissatisfied look on his face.

The woman smiled awkwardly and put her hand down silently.

"It's true that Xiaolin is working hard for the family, but he and his cronies are secretly smuggling hallucinogens under the guise of a beauty pageant. Don't think that no one will know what the Zhu family's new bar in the capital Xingdu is about!"

Mu Chuanyang's eyes were like eagle hooks, and he slammed his palm on the table beside him. Mu Xingyao and his wife below were so frightened that they trembled and didn't dare to look up.

"Brother, calm down. Our family has been through a major upheaval recently, and the Emperor has been conducting strict investigations, both overtly and covertly. Many businesses are no longer viable. Xiaolin is also thinking about the family."

Seeing that the situation was not good, Mu Chuanmei, the third sister of the Mu family, hurried to comfort them. While Mu Chuanyang was not paying attention, she asked Mu Xingyao and the others to leave. But when she looked up, she saw her eldest brother staring at her.

"Don't think I don't know. You've also invested in the Zhu family. If anything happens to that bar one day, you won't be able to escape responsibility."

"Brother, if you're angry, just calm down and scold us. We all understand. But the urgent matter right now is that Xiaolin has lost contact. Even his subordinates Dalong and Da Nian have no news. He may be making trouble outside, but..."

Mu Chuanhai looked around at these people, then leaned over to Mu Chuanyang and whispered, "He dared not delay the delivery of the goods tonight."

Mu Chuanyang completely ignored him and said sternly, "I told you a long time ago that you can't touch this thing. You refused to listen, and now that something's wrong, you want me to fix it!"

"Brother, it's too late to say this now. We have to find the child first." Mu Chuanhai was so anxious that he could no longer sit still. Looking at Mu Chuanyang who refused to give in, he winked at his third sister.

"Brother, you've been taking advantage of this business for so many years, regardless of whether you agreed or not. It doesn't make sense for you to deny it completely now that something bad has happened. If this business fails and we can't raise this year's military funds, everyone has seen what will happen to the Li family."

"Third sister, third sister! Let's talk nicely. How can you talk to your eldest brother in front of the children?" Seeing that the situation was not good, Mu Chuanhai tried to stop her, but failed.

Even if she was allowed to speak, she wouldn't say these things. A falling out won't benefit anyone.

"Something happened, and I pushed it all off? Don't you know how your sister-in-law died? If it weren't me who was responsible, how could you bear the responsibility?"

With a slap, Mu Chuanyang slapped the teacup in his hand and it fell at Mu Chuanmei's feet.

She was so frightened that she stepped back repeatedly, then sat down unwillingly. The red-haired woman behind Mu Chuanyang was unmoved, turned around, took another cup, and refilled the tea.

For a moment, all that could be heard was Mu Chuanyang breathing heavily in anger, and no one else dared to breathe.

"Oh, everyone is here today. Dad is angry about something again."

Mu Xingchen, wearing a bright red suit and high heels, walked in and kicked away a broken teacup in front of her.

Mu Chuanyang slowly raised his head upon hearing the voice, looked at his most outstanding child, and said gently, "Why are you here?"

Mu Xingchen was calm and composed, with his hands in his pockets, and smiled slightly:

"If you want to save Zhu Lin, I can help."