New books are uploaded, and new pig heads ask for recommendations, collections, clicks, evaluations, book reviews, and kisses Lots of support To the west of the Fifth University is a grove of hundreds of villas with separate courtyards.
It is home to the university's top administrators and senior professors, and is the quietest and most scenic part of the university, with a small lake in the heart of the woods.
Heavy clouds covered the sky, but it could not stop the morning light.
By the time the eastern sky was getting brighter, Grand Grand, the dean of the Fifth University, was already sitting at the table in full clothes, eating a delicious breakfast.
In the fireplace, the apple wood is crackling, and the faint fragrance of the wood is refreshing.
The room is warm, through the spacious floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see that the goose feathers and snow outside are still falling, presumably it is very cold outside, but the house is warm like spring.
The contrast made Mr.
Grand sigh very comfortably, open his mouth and drink the fresh milk with all his might.
The room is richly furnished, with brightly colored wallpaper on the walls, and furniture and knick-knacks inlaid with gold and silver everywhere.
On the east wall is an entire wall of precious porcelain from the East, and all the seats and bedding are covered in silk, all of which are proclaimed to the wealth of the family.
The Dean of Academic Affairs of the Fifth University, the Imperial Lord, and the Lady of the Earl's family, Mr.
Grand burped in satisfaction, touched his somewhat bald head, and a happy smile appeared on his round red face.
The pretty little maid carefully carried a silver plate and offered a piece of Monsieur Grand's favorite white bread with dried nuts.
Mr.
Grand chuckled, and his right hand slipped into the little maid's skirt and grabbed the youthful thigh.
He recalled the gentle and delicate voice of the little maid under him last night, and he couldn't help but feel a warm heart.
Last night, he finally paid a few golden coins to let this cute little climb into his bed.
His wife was not at home for the past two days, and everything was open for Mr.
Grand.
He knew that his wife had a relationship with a certain powerful person in Berelli these days, and he knew even more about the so-called literary salon.
But all this is acceptable, she doesn't care who he sweats on, then he doesn't complain about who she is.
It's a fair thing to do, and everyone can have their own fun The little maid snorted coquettishly, and glanced at Mr.
Grand with great charm.
Mr.
Grande laughed strangely, and his heart was hot again.
But what worries him a little is that his heart is full of beautiful thoughts, but his body, to be exact, a part of his body is not responding at all.
It was cold and soft, like a hibernating grass snake, and it didn't react at all.
Mr.
Grand, who was in a state of distraction, withdrew his hand, grabbed the white bread with some concern, slowly pulled out the hazelnut kernels inside, and chewed them with a click.
It's not a good sign, it's very bad, he knows his body very well, which means he won't be able to show himself in the last few days.
It doesn't hurt on a normal day, but he has just made that delicate little request to Father Balin, and Father Balin should have conveyed the task to the few skillful student thugs in the university town as he requested.
There is no doubt that in Mr.
Grand's mind, students like Linzi are outright thugs, and he has little affection for these guys who are mischievous in the university town.
But he has to admit that a big man like him can't do without the help of these bad students.
Think of Gina, the lead dancer of the Guisse Wandering Troupe, who, according to Mr.
Grand's many years of experience in mixing with flowers, should still be a pure girl.
She was different from his wife, and his little maid, who was from a noble family, and these well-behaved little maids, who were like delicate pet dogs.
Tilting his eyes at the little golden dachshund snoring in front of the fireplace, Mr.
Grand shrugged his shoulders.
Gina is different from them, she is a little wild cat full of wildness, a vigorous little leopard.
The youthful body, the vigorous movements, everything deeply fascinated Mr.
Grand.
To spend the night with this beautiful girl at any cost, Mr.
Grand's heart suddenly beat violently at the thought of the beautiful youthful body struggling under him.
But hell, there was still no reaction in an important part of his body.
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"Hell" thinks of the hot and wild Gina, and Mr.
Grand begins to regret last night's indulgence.
Her own little maid can enjoy it at any time, even if her wife is at home.
But the girl of the Gyse Wandering Troupe, that kind of superb goods is extremely rare.
Whether it is her appearance, figure, skin, or wild temperament that is very different from ordinary women, Gina's strength against Mr.
Grand is too strong.
It was a disaster to give up Gina for the sake of a little maid.
But his own body knew that it was impossible to regain his strength in three or five days, and the itinerant troupe of the Ghisé people had never stayed in one place for more than three days, and Monsieur Grand stood up with a gloomy face, and a delicious breakfast could no longer attract his attention.
With a sigh, he grabbed the gold-rimmed triangular hat on the dining table and buckled it to his head, grabbed a small cane of old mountain vine, and walked out of the room with his head drooped.
The cold wind blew on his body, and Mr.
Grand shivered, and he roared angrily with an evil fire in his heart that could not be vented.
These damn lazy people, noble Lord Grand, are going out and they haven't prepared the carriage yet Linzi, who yawned incessantly, walked into Mr.
Grand's yard with a grin, and waved his hand to Mr.
Grande with a smile.
It was like eating a fly early in the morning, and Mr.
Grand looked at Lin Qi with great taste.
He admits that a villain student like Lin Qi is useful, but that doesn't mean he can tolerate a villain like Lin Qi coming and going freely in and out of his compound.
With a gloomy face, he waved his small cane to make a whirring sound of breaking the wind, and roared in a threatening voice: "Lin Qi, you damn guy, is this the place you should come?"
In any case, this was the residence of a lord and a young lady of the earl family, how could a villain like Lin Qi break into the residence of a nobleman at will Lin Qi placed a crystal medicine bottle the size of his thumb in his hand, and he smiled happily at Mr.
Grand: "Dear Mr.
Grand, I have sent you something good, I think you should need this precious magic potion extracted from mysterious herbs from the East."
His eyes subtly glanced at Mr.
Grand's lower body, Lin Qi had many eyes and ears in the university town, and Mr.
Grand's coachman was a peripheral member of the Iron Fist Brotherhood, and he knew that there was something wrong with Mr.
Grand.
This powerful potion alone had to extort a large sum of money from Mr.
Grand
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