Fox Demon: Huaizhu is not a concubine, and hegemony has no wife

Chapter 572: Chief Steward Qingtong

Soft sunlight shone through the window and fell on the face of the man on the bed. Su Mu slowly opened his eyes, his eyes still a little sleepy.

I slept very comfortably last night. The pillow was so soft, just like I had been sleeping on soft yet very tough cotton all night.

I turned my head slightly, and suddenly my breathing seemed to be blocked by cotton. I raised my head belatedly and found that I was buried in Qingtong's chest.

"Master, wake up."

The fairy girl smiled sweetly.

Su Mu looked down and saw the beautiful scenery, which made him look away somewhat unnaturally.

"Did you stay like this all night yesterday?"

He said softly, no wonder I slept so comfortably last night.

"Ah."

Qingtong lowered her head somewhat shyly, but she felt a little happy in her heart. Her abilities were not strong, and she could not help her master in many ways, but being able to help her master have a good sleep was a very happy thing for Qingtong.

Looking at Qingtong, whose face was flushed but the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, making her look a little happy, Su Mu didn't know what to say. He thought that he had used her as a pillow all night yesterday and slept very peacefully without feeling any shaking. She probably maintained the same posture all night.

Being able to maintain the same posture for a whole night without moving is a very painful thing, even for a monster with a tough body.

But seeing that the corners of his mouth were slightly raised and he looked very happy, I felt that this fairy was really silly and quite cute.

He smiled, stretched out his hand, and tugged at Qingtong's tender little face, making it round and cute: "Next time, don't be so hard."

"It's okay, Master. I just feel a little numb. It's nothing serious."

Qingtong tilted her head back and smiled at the owner who was pulling her face.

"What a stupid goblin."

Su Mu looked at Qingtong and knew that she didn't take his words to heart. He knocked her on the head and got up from the bed.

Seeing that Su Mu started to get busy and ignored her, the blush on Qingtong's face faded a little. She wanted to get up, but her whole body was numb and she had no strength. It was obvious that she had maintained the posture all night, which made her blood circulation a little blocked.

She wanted to get up immediately, but her body was very numb.

"You should get some rest too. You haven't moved all night. I'm afraid your body must be very numb. You won't have the strength to get up all of a sudden."

Su Mu turned his head and spoke sternly.

Qingtong immediately stopped moving obediently, but quietly retorted, "No...no."

"Don't lie."

"No...I didn't lie."

Qingtong's long eyelashes trembled, and her voice sounded a little lacking in confidence.

Su Mu stared at Qingtong's face, and the girl's upper body straightened immediately, and her body was tense at this moment. The slightly loose clothes outlined her seductive curves at this moment, and Su Mu couldn't help swallowing slightly, and felt a little embarrassed to meet Qingtong's lack of confidence.

"Don't talk back."

He turned his head and muttered.

"I... I didn't lie, and... and Qingtong never talked back."

As if sensing that her master's breath had weakened a little, Qingtong suddenly became much more confident, and spoke with puffed cheeks, but the leg and ankle pressed under the plump buttocks moved slightly, slightly relieving some of the numbness.

Su Mu did not argue with Qingtong about whether she lied or not. After getting dressed, he picked up his sword and began his daily sword practice every morning. This had become his habit.

Although it is not as hard as before, the time for sword practice is still maintained every day.

Qingtong knelt and relaxed for a long time, and the blood circulation in her body, which had been in a stiff position all night, seemed to have recovered.

I reached out and rubbed my chest, feeling stuffy. I carefully looked down and found that it was not flattened after pressing it all night.

Even feeling...

Oh my, what a mess of things I was thinking about, so embarrassing.

Qingtong hurriedly got up from the bed and went to work quickly. The first place she went to was the kitchen.

The cooks in the kitchen had already started to get busy. Qingtong stood aside with a puffed face, staring at the three cooks in charge of the kitchen with a pair of beautiful eyes.

As the master's exclusive household demon, you must be responsible for the master's food, clothing, housing and transportation. There are so many bad guys outside who want to harm the master, and you can't let the bad guys take advantage of you. It would be bad if you were poisoned.

She had heard from people in the villa that the master's father-in-law had been secretly poisoned by his eldest disciple Jin Renfeng. Fortunately, the master invited Cui Yu Xiaotan to treat him, and traveled thousands of miles to the south to find medicinal herbs, and finally cured him.

The previous lesson is not far away, she must not repeat the same mistake. Why was Dongfang Gu Yue poisoned? It was nothing more than someone took advantage of a loophole, and the person in charge of food was not careful.

She walked back and forth in the kitchen with her hands behind her back: "Work hard, the dishes must be the freshest, and I will check each ingredient one by one. Move quickly, the master will finish sword practice and we will have dinner soon."

As the girl spoke, she lowered her head to a piece of green vegetables and sniffed, "This vegetable is not fresh anymore. Change it to something fresh."

"Okay, okay, Sister Qingtong."

The cook spoke hurriedly, a little afraid of the tense-faced fairy girl.

"Let it go this time, but don't make the same mistake again next time."

Qingtong said this with a puffed face, then went to look at the cooking chicken soup, tasted it with a spoon, and felt that the taste was okay. The owner would probably like it very much. Thinking of this, the chicken soup in her lips seemed to be sweeter.

"In two hours, the master should be done with sword practice. Sisters, please pay attention."

Qingtong raised her eyes, looked at the sunlight shining into the kitchen, and spoke with understanding.

It seemed that everyone was already familiar with Qingtong. No one objected, but just quietly did their own work.

In fact, the work in the kitchen is not heavy, especially when it only involves Su Mu's meals. It is actually very easy to solve, but Qingtong is very cautious about it. She does not miss any details and is very strict about the details, so the work seems not easy.

Qingtong stood at the door, staring at everyone working without blinking, and would never allow anyone to put unknown objects into the master's food and clothes.

If I were not bad at cooking, I would never let these outsiders take care of such an important matter.