She covered her left face and stared at him blankly, not understanding why he insisted on getting an insignificant answer
Her answer is important to him, or is it purely because the master needs the little slave's answer? There is a difference between the two. If it is the former, she will be corrected truthfully; if it is the latter, she will still not reveal the truth.
Her answer is not important, the key is to be honest
Wangxi needs her to treat it wholeheartedly, and he does not allow himself to give his sincere heart and will not be rewarded.
Since she has won his heart, he will also ask for her
Didn't her heart never rest on him?
Just simply obeying the master's request?
Wangxi's confidence was knocked down by the sudden recognition, and the accumulated anger was extinguished, as if it was poured into the whole body by ice water.
He closed his eyes and lay down, and said tiredly: I'm tired, there are ready-made clothes on the table, you can change it and go back!
The owner's attitude changed too quickly. Isn't he sad if something is wrong with him?
Master, what else do I need to serve? She hopes that he will keep her
You can leave right, it's okay these days, you don't need it
He was going to separate for a while and calm down. He was almost unlike himself. He also thought about how to catch her heart
After all, I can't bear it
Yàn Ni automatically translated his words into the meaning that she no longer needed
He easily gave up on her and didn't even have the opportunity to let her serve her. It seemed that he was purely a master or a slave to her.
Maybe it would be better if she took the initiative to leave him and no longer serve him, right?!
Ten fingers connect to the heart, the pain of the flesh and blood is heart-wrenching, the words are still in the ears, and the wind blows away
Yàn Ni took out the yellow rosewood hairpin from his arms. The master once said that the wooden hairpin was the mark of his little slave. Now she just needs to return the wooden hairpin to the master and everything will be over.
From now on, she was the little slave of Shangguan’s house, no longer the little slave of him alone.
She silently put the wooden hairpin next to his pillow, intending to leave quickly, he just opened his eyes, saw the wooden hairpin next to his pillow, and immediately understood her intention
She was already disdainful of being his little slave? His eyes were about to break, and he grabbed her jade hand and was about to crush it. He gritted his teeth and said: What does it mean?
The blood-coagulated wound burst again, and the green blood dripped on the blue silk quilt like a dark red plum
Yàn mud said in a trembling voice: Three...Young master... Give the hairpin... to... others!
She actually changed her name?
Is the master-slave relationship so easy to end?
Just follow the hairpin?
Not that easy!
Wang Xi reminded her coldly, don’t forget that you are the 1,300 taels of silver I bought back for 1,300 taels of silver, and you can buy many small slaves. If you don’t realize the value of 1,300 taels of silver, how could I let you go?!
He looked at her pale face proudly, and the wet blood on his palms made him feel a sense of revenge
Then... you sell me again and realize...ah...
Kala, the crisp sound of bone cracks makes Wang Xi come back to his senses
Ah────YànThe mud rolled over to the bed
Damn, he actually...
Thousands of words, full of regret reached the end of his mouth, but he said: Get out!
Yàn Mud was so painful that he lost all his mind. How could things turn out like this? Does the master-slave love no longer exist? Yàn Mud stumbled out of the room
Not long after Yàn Mud walked out, a sound of equally crisp bone cracks sounded in the room in Wangxi.
Her answer is important to him, or is it purely because the master needs the little slave's answer? There is a difference between the two. If it is the former, she will be corrected truthfully; if it is the latter, she will still not reveal the truth.
Her answer is not important, the key is to be honest
Wangxi needs her to treat it wholeheartedly, and he does not allow himself to give his sincere heart and will not be rewarded.
Since she has won his heart, he will also ask for her
Didn't her heart never rest on him?
Just simply obeying the master's request?
Wangxi's confidence was knocked down by the sudden recognition, and the accumulated anger was extinguished, as if it was poured into the whole body by ice water.
He closed his eyes and lay down, and said tiredly: I'm tired, there are ready-made clothes on the table, you can change it and go back!
The owner's attitude changed too quickly. Isn't he sad if something is wrong with him?
Master, what else do I need to serve? She hopes that he will keep her
You can leave right, it's okay these days, you don't need it
He was going to separate for a while and calm down. He was almost unlike himself. He also thought about how to catch her heart
After all, I can't bear it
Yàn Ni automatically translated his words into the meaning that she no longer needed
He easily gave up on her and didn't even have the opportunity to let her serve her. It seemed that he was purely a master or a slave to her.
Maybe it would be better if she took the initiative to leave him and no longer serve him, right?!
Ten fingers connect to the heart, the pain of the flesh and blood is heart-wrenching, the words are still in the ears, and the wind blows away
Yàn Ni took out the yellow rosewood hairpin from his arms. The master once said that the wooden hairpin was the mark of his little slave. Now she just needs to return the wooden hairpin to the master and everything will be over.
From now on, she was the little slave of Shangguan’s house, no longer the little slave of him alone.
She silently put the wooden hairpin next to his pillow, intending to leave quickly, he just opened his eyes, saw the wooden hairpin next to his pillow, and immediately understood her intention
She was already disdainful of being his little slave? His eyes were about to break, and he grabbed her jade hand and was about to crush it. He gritted his teeth and said: What does it mean?
The blood-coagulated wound burst again, and the green blood dripped on the blue silk quilt like a dark red plum
Yàn mud said in a trembling voice: Three...Young master... Give the hairpin... to... others!
She actually changed her name?
Is the master-slave relationship so easy to end?
Just follow the hairpin?
Not that easy!
Wang Xi reminded her coldly, don’t forget that you are the 1,300 taels of silver I bought back for 1,300 taels of silver, and you can buy many small slaves. If you don’t realize the value of 1,300 taels of silver, how could I let you go?!
He looked at her pale face proudly, and the wet blood on his palms made him feel a sense of revenge
Then... you sell me again and realize...ah...
Kala, the crisp sound of bone cracks makes Wang Xi come back to his senses
Ah────YànThe mud rolled over to the bed
Damn, he actually...
Thousands of words, full of regret reached the end of his mouth, but he said: Get out!
Yàn Mud was so painful that he lost all his mind. How could things turn out like this? Does the master-slave love no longer exist? Yàn Mud stumbled out of the room
Not long after Yàn Mud walked out, a sound of equally crisp bone cracks sounded in the room in Wangxi.
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