Ming lan hurriedly walked to the door, and slightly opened it, to reveal a very frantic maid.
"Are you alright, young miss, I was tempted to break the door, did you take your medicine? You need to sleep your body is weak, you shouldn't be up' she said extremely fast, while looking at her up and down, trying to find any injures or bruises, then went and placed her hand on her forehead to see if a fever was present.
She took the maids hands of her forehead and pulled her into a hug. Remembering in the original body's memories this maid was always by her side, even when terrible rumours were made about her, the maids didn't even bat an eyelash at this common household gossip.
She continued to serve Ming Lan through all this and didn't mind anything that was said about her and sometimes even exploded to refute such venomous words that were thrown at her young miss. To her, her young miss was the kindest and most beautiful, inside and out.
7 years ago the maid was once a beggar however the young miss saved her from despair and managed to get her a job in her house, by persuading her father.
The maid was forever grateful for the kindness Ming Lan showed, she saved her from early death. Back then she was only 16, the age Ming Lan is now.
She was forced out of her home, because of her terrible 'sister'.
She had made false rumours about the maid and the maids parents kicked her out, to make her a mere peasant.
"Don't worry Xuie, I'm perfectly fine, I just accidentally dropped something, go back to sleep, you've been up since five, you need sleep. It's not healthy for a young beautiful girl like you to be up so late"
The maid started blushing profusely because of Ming Lan's comment.
Ah, the girl was even capable of making a straight woman bent with a few honeyed words.
She sent back the cute cinnamon roll, she sighed, moving to face the nameless figure behind her.
"you know, I don't even know your name"
"Wang Sheng"
"well...now I know your name"
Looking up she saw the handsome figure chuckling deeply, really bringing out his Adams apple, soon undeniable thirst began drying her mouth, like she could drink gallons of water but still be craving something else to submit to her thirst.
The air in the room quickly became awkward, as he was infatuated by the sight of her yummy lips being coated in a layer of saliva, her small narrow tongue, captivating him.
She was the first to break away the contact,
"ahem, cough,.. so…um, what brings you to my room, this night"
"oh, I um, my master wishes to have lunch with you…, he said I should come see you tomorrow, but I really wanted to see you" he looked down awkwardly, rubbing his hand on the nape of his neck.
Smiling cutely, "well since your here, do you wish to have tea with me?"
Giving a polite nod, Wang Sheng walks towards the sofa, sitting straight as a rod.
"I don't bite you know"
"sorry I just…..you know…"
"I'm sorry I do not know, could you please explain" her attempted stoic expression cracked a bit, her lips curving upwards.
"…. (｡･ω･｡)"
Trying to brush of the continuous awkwardness,
Ming Lan carried back a pot of tea,
After pouring him a cup,
"I'm just going to get straight to the point, I'm interested in you"
And the bomb was dropped.
"...…I'm interested in you too" he murmured, almost so quite she couldn't hear him.
The face filled with uncertainty was filled with hope.
"I want to court you"
His thin lips then said " but aren't I, the man in the relationship" a cute childish pout forming, much more refreshing from his usual aloof aura.
Giggling quietly, still mindful of the people sleeping in the manor, although the walls weren't thin, it was better to be safe than sorry.
"isn't that too boring though, this seems more fun" this giddiness masked in her eyes couldn't be hidden any longer, happiness washed over her, the person she liked wanted her too, she could now put her mind at ease.
She was constantly thinking of how this scenario was going to go down, her brain whizzing constantly leaving headaches permanently etched into her head, like a deranged lullaby, constantly begging her to sleep or ease the pain.
The thinking really had taken a toll on her, not that she would ever admit it though.
In her previous life, she never got the chance to be in love or date, all she could remember was meaning-less sex.
She soon realised that she was a very kinky person, although straight, she preferred to be the top, controlling the man into endless pleasure and bliss , it was a great feeling for her, being able to make a person this way.
She had multiple fuckbuddy's, ready to warm her bed.
But none could ever capture her heart, most had individual motives and others were genuine.
But she didn't find any interest in this and continuously broke people's hearts.
"I'll meet your master tomorrow at noon, in his residence"
"Of course,"
Soon they began chatting about everything and anything, bursting out loud because of what the other had said, soon minutes turned to hours and tiredness in her puffy eyes were apparent.
Soon dozing off, her head hit something warm and hard (a/n don't be dirty minded)
The 'soft and hard' object was currently debating in his mind as to what to do.
Crimson blush spreading to his cheeks, her soft cheeks were pressing into him, her shoulders leaning against his, her 'softness' was very apparent, pushed up to his face, her volomptuous figure was very
hard to look away from, the large dip between her breasts and upper stomach was very arousing.
After controlling himself from pouncing on her as he was after all a hot blooded teenager, he carried
her to her bed in a very cliché, bridal style.
Leaving the residence, he closed the balcony door, and struggled to move with the very large tent in his pants, almost looking monstrous, he quickly waddled away.
Tiredness-
wǒ hěn lèi. 我 很 累.