Call Me Senior Sister, And I’ll Call You Master's Wife (2)

Then there seemed to be a faint slapping sound in the air.

Mei Wushang's expression was serious as he looked straight ahead and ordered, "Clean up the battlefield! Tally up the situation!"

Zhou Shu pressed Lu Wenshuang against his knee, and his big hand kept falling on her butt. He hit her dozens of times before letting go of her.

Lu Wenshuang stood there and wanted to cover her back with her hands, but she was embarrassed. As aloof as she was, her eyes flashed with embarrassment.

For some reason, she didn't feel any hatred at all. Instead, she felt a tingling sensation in her body. It was strange but somehow endearing.

"Master." Lu Wenshuang opened her mouth, her voice unusually soft and gentle. When she heard her tone, even she was shocked.

"If you acknowledge me as your master, will your and the grand minister's master agree?" Zhou Shu felt comfortable when Lu Wenshuang called him her master.