Chapter 1767: I really want to taste the taste of his woman

The maid covered her face and gritted her teeth, "Sorry Master Claude, I can't ..."
She is a maid of the Murong family. Even if she listens to the owner of the family, what is Crowder? He is not surnamed Murong.
Claude curled up the maid's hair: "Did you kill me? Will you get it for me?"
Ji Mianmian came downstairs and just saw this scene. She paused. Her university passed the level four or six, and she made good use of basic spoken language. From his behavior and words, he guessed it was Relatives of Murong's family, looking at the servants who were afraid to come out, hesitated and turned to go upstairs.
She's not from Murong's family. Even if she wants to help the maid, but their maids don't come out, what can she do?
Today Ji Mianmian is not the one who is passionate and not afraid of anything. She has no sympathy for her sympathizers. She and Mu Rongmian are here to be careful step by step. If she can't help him more, it is flat Nor can he drag his hind legs.
But Ji Mianmian has just taken two steps.
"Who is that? Stop ..."
Crowder's voice came from behind him, Ji Mianmian didn't stop, and continued to move forward.
Seeing Ji Mianmian not stopped, Crowder cursed: "Fuck, I let you stop. Are you deaf?"
He released the maid and rushed to Ji Mianmian, holding her shoulder.
As soon as he held it down, Ji Mianmian hurried aside and shook his hand away.
When Claude saw Ji Mianmian's face, he stunned, and his eyes flashed with surprise. Most of the people he had seen were Westerners. Such beautiful and exquisite oriental girls were rare .
After being amazed, he was greedy. He touched his chin and said, "New, never seen ..."
Ji Mianmian was cold, his face was undisguised disgust.
Immediately a maid came over and said, "Master Claude, this is a guest at home."
"Guest? Whose guest?" Crowder's eyes kept staring at Ji Mianmian, without blinking.
The maid glanced at Ji Mianmian and said, "Yes ... the master brought it back."
Crowder's expression became vague for a moment, and after a moment, a wicked smile appeared on his face: "Murong's woman ... haha ​​..."
He looked at Ji Mianmian up and down, and his eyes were extremely sloppy. "It looks pretty good. My cousin even brought the woman back. He is so filial and playing with women while his father is lying in the bed. I ... was an eye-opener. "
Ji Mianmian wanted to bear it, but ... she couldn't help it.
"Excuse me, can you speak?"
"what did you say?"
Ji Mianmian sneered: "If you are an individual and can talk, then you can say a few words of trouble."
"Dare you scold me, don't rely on you being Murong Mian's woman, I dare not touch you, I really want to taste what his woman tastes."
"Dare you try me ..."
"I'm still moving." Claude reached out and touched Ji Mianmian's face. Before he touched it, his wrist was caught suddenly, and he couldn't stand the pain of his strength: "You let go ..."
It happened that Mrs. Murong and Murong Mian saw the two as soon as they came in. She yelled, "What are you doing?"
Claude's wrist was so bad that he shouted, "Aunt, let this get away from me."
Ji Mianmian glanced at Mu Rongmian, he smiled at her, so ... she squeezed her wrist forcefully, clicked, and with a scream, she let go of her hand and shrugged: "All said, don't let you move Now. "