Xiaole forcefully dragged Su Hongxing away from the sofa rudely, still not panting, "I don't think I've told Madam that I'm a martial artist. So, Madam should just accept her fate and obediently go to bed with the master!"
Far from getting angry, Su Hongxing laughed instead, "I said I'm not sleepy!!"
Serve in bed? Did this servant think this was ancient times and that Ye Qilan was the emperor?
"It's fine if you're not sleepy, you can chat with the master. Does Madam know how many women want to serve in bed but don't get the chance?!" Xiaole directly hugged Su Hongxing's waist, dragging her upstairs.
Such a chance and she doesn't know how to seize it. So stupid!
Su Hongxing had never felt this weak. She was actually dragged upstairs by a maid who weighed over ten pounds less than her. It was a disgrace.
Once Xiaole knocked on the master bedroom door, she pushed Su Hongxing in, "Master, I've brought Madam here."
