Qingxiao looked at him with a smile on his face, but his eyes became colder and colder: Should you call me master or do you think I am not worthy of being your master?
His tone was really not friendly. A Ling was shocked and was so panicked that he was convinced and said tremblingly: Absolutely not! Slaves... Slaves don't mean this...
Kiyoko was silent, raised his chin and looked at him, his eyes firm, and he could not help but be forced by the gaze. He choked for a moment and whispered: Lord, Master Sanada...
Qingxiao suddenly became angry and said coldly: Do you call the previous master like this?
A Ling lost his color, crawled on the ground and trembled, and didn't dare to raise his head, and said timidly: Slave... Slave...
Seeing his pitiful appearance, Qingxiao couldn't help but feel soft-hearted. She sighed, stroked his black hair and said: Forget it, you'd better take it slowly. You don't have to call yourself a slave. I'm really annoyed with this title.
Ah Ling secretly understood Kiyoshi's face, rubbed Kiyoshi's legs with a pleasing look, and said carefully: Does Master Sanada want to give the slave a new name? The previous master did the same.
Qingxiao looked at him coldly, with some pity, but also a faint disgust. Although he knew that no one could have experienced such a painful torture and still maintained his original personality, A Ling became like this and even had his own faults, but no matter what, he could not accept this naked young man who was waving his tail to others like a kitten and a dog, was Xiaoyu.
Playing with A Ling's black hair, he pondered: No need, you should call A Ling
Yes, Sanada owner Ah Ling replied with a calm expression, unable to say whether he was glad or regret, he moved forward, and leaned closer and closer to Kiyoshi. His nipples seemed to accidentally brush over Kiyoshi's thighs, but he suddenly left.
Qingxiao's eyes were faint and silent
A Ling curled up at his feet, showing perfect lines from his shoulders to his waist, with a calm surface and a tension inside. His cat-like posture is not untempting.
Qingxiao watched him show off his charm vigorously, and he was amused and acted like he was not interested.
A Ling was obviously a little disappointed, and endured it again and again, and finally spoke: Master Sanada, well, don’t you want to decorate A Ling’s body?
Qingxiao raised her eyebrows and said: Yes?
A Ling gestured: The former owner liked to decorate A Ling's body very much. He would tie a silver chain here and throw silver powder here. He said A Ling's body was very suitable for silver things...
He was quite proud and filial tone and looked down, and he said slightly: I don't like it
A Ling was stunned and said: Does Master Sanada like A Ling's silver jewelry?
Qing Xiaoxin became even more angry and stood up suddenly and said: Why do you wear those messy things well?
A Ling was so scared that she leaned back, looking like she was about to cry: A Ling got it
Qing Xiaoben wanted to have an attack, but when he saw this, he had to surrender. He forced him back with anger and said helplessly: What do you know?
A Ling whispered: Master Sanada was just a playful game. A lowly slave like A Ling naturally did not need to be decorated.
Qingxiao smiled bitterly and said: Nothing is wrong! I just... Looking at his tears, he couldn't help but change his words to: I just... don't have that much money.
As soon as I said that, I really wish I could bite off my tongue. If it wasn’t that difficult, why couldn’t I say it?
A Ling looked at him in confusion, with a cat-like expression, and his black eyes moved slowly, making people feel heart-wrenching and painful, and I couldn't help but want to touch him.
However, the slave spoke out again inappropriately, destroying the tenderness in his heart: Did the master Sanada prepare a special whip for Ah Zen? The former master liked to beat the slave ten whips every day and declare his ownership
After a moment of silence, Qingxiao smiled, and her smile became more gentle and quiet: Do you hope I will whip you ten times every day like your former master, so that you will be happy?
His smile seemed extremely friendly, but he expressed warmth. The opposite is that the smile was the last bottom line for him tolerate others, marking that his slightly upturned lips were about to shoot an invisible arrow like a bow.
Unfortunately, A Ling couldn't understand the deep meaning of his smile, so he continued to say: It's Ah, this is what his former master did, he likes...
Long-term anger piled up in my heart, as if the beast locked in a cage suddenly broke through the ties of reason. Qingxiao could no longer bear it, slapped Ah Ling in the face, and shouted angrily: Are you recognizing me as your master, or just wanting to train me to be your former master?
A Ling groaned and fell to the ground. Five clear red marks appeared on his fair face. Half of his face suddenly became swollen. He reached out to cover his face. Blood was already overflowing from the corners of his lips. He stared at Qingxiao in a daze. Perhaps because he was too shocked, his eyes were empty and there was no expression. He was just so black and open.
Qingxiao panicked and looked at his hand in a daze. He knew that he had always been heavy. He could easily break a person's neck with a single wrist. He turned his palm into a knife and cut it on a carotid artery. He could make people unconscious for more than ten minutes, but he never thought that one day he would attack Xiaoyu.
No, that's not Xiaoyu, that's just A Ling
But he still dared not face those eyes, nor did he dare to face the image of himself reflected in the dark pupils.
He subconsciously took a step back
However, this inadvertent action was like a butterfly flapping its wings. It raised the confusion in the hurricane thousands of kilometers away. A Ling's eyes were replaced by strong fear. He made a move that Qingxiao was absolutely unexpected. He rushed over and hugged Qingxiao's legs and shouted: Don't go, master! Please don't go, master! Don't throw A Ling down!
Qingxiao was a little dazed, and the sound seemed to come from a distant valley. It was clear every word, but it still gave people a very unreal feeling.
What are you talking about? He heard his own voice, equally vague and empty
A Ling was stunned, let go of his legs blankly, and hesitated: Don’t you hope A Ling calls you master? Or did A Ling understand something wrong?
You are not wrong. Qingxiao closed his eyes, and his inexplicable anger burned his heart like a small fire. I just don't understand why you told you that you refused to listen and insisted on hitting you before you listen? Are you just like that...
He suddenly stopped and was frightened by himself
Low
The word he wanted to say but didn't say it was: lowly
He had heard someone use this word to describe the person in front of him. No, this slave was Ryusuke Asami:
I've never seen anything cheaper than him!
The lowest-blocked prostitute in Tokyo is also nobler than him and cleaner than him...
Is this an insult to him? I'm just telling you the truth...
The dark eyes were still staring at him, and his body was curled up. His posture was forbearing and obedient. His eyes were filled with extreme desires, but they were extremely humble. It was like a red willow in the desert. It only took a little water to make him live.
He has lost everything, wealth, dignity, health, and confidence. No one can rely on except himself.
He survived silently and went through many tortures just to wait for today and wait for today to meet himself.
Then, scold him for being mean
Always like this
Suffering is always heavier than we can bear, and redemption is always less powerful than we expect
It is difficult to understand Qingxiao's intentions. The slave timidly took back his arm and hugged himself tightly. It was the baby's posture in the mother's body, which means maximum rejection and self-protection.
However, he still refused to give up and clumsyly tried to save the situation for the last time: A Ling knew that he had done something wrong, so please punish A Ling! But, but...
Qingxiao sighed, smiled and opened her arms to him, he was stunned for a moment, and immediately fell into Qingxiao's arms in surprise, as if a cat was well-behaved as if a star fell into his eyes.
You did nothing wrong. Qingxiao stroked his black hair and said hard, I just...I'm just in a bad mood...
A Ling listened quietly with an enlightened smile on his face: A Ling understood that the master used to be like this, and the slaves were just for this, as long as the master was happy
Qingxiao smiled bitterly, his sacred sense of responsibility and equally strong guilt made it difficult for him to speak, and he hugged the slave with strong arms and passed his body temperature over.
A Ling obediently snuggled in his arms, looking flattered, and did not dare to move Qingxiao and said nothing. He didn't speak, and he put his cheeks tightly on Qingxiao's arm in a pleasing manner.
Qingxiao sighed and said: I understand that you miss your former master, but I don’t want you to always mention him. I am the only slave. I also hope you can be loyal to me.
A Ling's face turned red and said in a low voice: Sorry, Master
Qingxiao smiled and gently wiped the blood from the corners of his lips, saying: I am different from your previous master's rules. I hope my slaves can be more useful, not only to let me enjoy my body, such as helping me do more things.
A Ling's eyes shiny and she said eagerly: Ah, the former owner also asked A Ling to help manage the accounts...
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly remembered the ban from the new owner, and was stunned for a moment, looking at Qingxiao in panic
Qingxiao smiled and shook her head, pressed A Ling's lips with her index finger, and said: "No more, but this is a good idea. I do need a loyal and capable butler. Maybe I should provide you with a computer and let you report the accounts to me once a week."
He laughed and said: But I want you to do more than this, please follow me
********************
This is the first time A Ling has left this room. Because he is led by the owner, he is not afraid that there is a grand kitchen in front of him. The kitchen utensils and cabinets are obviously new.
As you can see, the equipment here is very complete, all you have to do is prepare three meals a day for me, and two refreshments once at about 10 am, and once at 4 pm, you can find all the ingredients in the refrigerator. I will give you the recipe. Qingxiao sat leisurely at the dining table and watched his at a loss slave.
A Ling looked at the cabinets blankly. At the height of his kneeling, the operating table was just on his chin, and he looked at Qingxiao in embarrassment: Yes, the master is...
Qingxiao raised her eyebrows and said: Oh, I know your master has never asked you to do it before, but I know you can do it. It seems that you remembered something, and he smiled: I'm very sure
A Ling endured it again and again, and finally spoke: But, the cabinets and stoves were too high...
Qingxiao suddenly realized and said: Ah, are you saying you can't reach it by kneeling?
A Ling nodded desperately
That's very simple Ah Qingxiao waved her hand, it seemed that it was an insignificant and unworthy issue, so you stand up and do it
Ah Ling was stunned. Before he could speak, the owner had already changed the topic: Of course, after doing it, you still need to clean the dishes and here... You need to sleep in my bedroom at night so that I can use it at any time, but the floor is too cold, and I don’t like the coolness on your body, so you have to sleep in the bed...
He looked at A Ling's shocked eyes and smiled unconsciously: Of course, if you can satisfy me, I will give you the appropriate rewards I know you will work hard to do it.
A Ling tried to relax her facial muscles and smile: Yes, Master, A Ling will definitely work hard
Looking at his stiff smile, Qingxiao couldn't help laughing, leaned forward, kissed A Ling gently on his lips, suddenly froze, his eyes suddenly widened, so cute Qingxiao couldn't help but kiss his cheeks along his forehead, until his neck was ruined by the cold collar.
Master? A Ling's voice seemed to be dreaming
Um?
Is this a reward?
No, this is my rule. I am still filial and filial piety. I said that my rules are different from your previous master. I like to kiss my slave ten times a day and declare my ownership.
However, the master kissed him more than ten times... Ah Ling's Ai Ai's authentic story
Qingxiao laughed dryly and said: It doesn’t matter if Ah is like this, you can give me the extra kiss, I don’t mind
A Ling was stunned for a long time, leaned down and was about to kiss Qingxiao's toes, but Qingxiao held her back: What I mean, it's naturally to kiss me the same place
A Ling was stunned for a moment, slowly approached Qingxiao's cheek, touching her lips gently, as if the feathers of a pigeon were gently slashing across her, feeling a little itchy.
Qingxiao closed her eyes and enjoyed for a while
Yes, that's it, he murmured, this is what I want...
Then he solemnly announced: Listen, this is my rule. The master kisses the slave ten times a day, declaring his ownership, and the slave needs to kiss the master twenty times a day, declaring his absolute surrender
over
His tone was really not friendly. A Ling was shocked and was so panicked that he was convinced and said tremblingly: Absolutely not! Slaves... Slaves don't mean this...
Kiyoko was silent, raised his chin and looked at him, his eyes firm, and he could not help but be forced by the gaze. He choked for a moment and whispered: Lord, Master Sanada...
Qingxiao suddenly became angry and said coldly: Do you call the previous master like this?
A Ling lost his color, crawled on the ground and trembled, and didn't dare to raise his head, and said timidly: Slave... Slave...
Seeing his pitiful appearance, Qingxiao couldn't help but feel soft-hearted. She sighed, stroked his black hair and said: Forget it, you'd better take it slowly. You don't have to call yourself a slave. I'm really annoyed with this title.
Ah Ling secretly understood Kiyoshi's face, rubbed Kiyoshi's legs with a pleasing look, and said carefully: Does Master Sanada want to give the slave a new name? The previous master did the same.
Qingxiao looked at him coldly, with some pity, but also a faint disgust. Although he knew that no one could have experienced such a painful torture and still maintained his original personality, A Ling became like this and even had his own faults, but no matter what, he could not accept this naked young man who was waving his tail to others like a kitten and a dog, was Xiaoyu.
Playing with A Ling's black hair, he pondered: No need, you should call A Ling
Yes, Sanada owner Ah Ling replied with a calm expression, unable to say whether he was glad or regret, he moved forward, and leaned closer and closer to Kiyoshi. His nipples seemed to accidentally brush over Kiyoshi's thighs, but he suddenly left.
Qingxiao's eyes were faint and silent
A Ling curled up at his feet, showing perfect lines from his shoulders to his waist, with a calm surface and a tension inside. His cat-like posture is not untempting.
Qingxiao watched him show off his charm vigorously, and he was amused and acted like he was not interested.
A Ling was obviously a little disappointed, and endured it again and again, and finally spoke: Master Sanada, well, don’t you want to decorate A Ling’s body?
Qingxiao raised her eyebrows and said: Yes?
A Ling gestured: The former owner liked to decorate A Ling's body very much. He would tie a silver chain here and throw silver powder here. He said A Ling's body was very suitable for silver things...
He was quite proud and filial tone and looked down, and he said slightly: I don't like it
A Ling was stunned and said: Does Master Sanada like A Ling's silver jewelry?
Qing Xiaoxin became even more angry and stood up suddenly and said: Why do you wear those messy things well?
A Ling was so scared that she leaned back, looking like she was about to cry: A Ling got it
Qing Xiaoben wanted to have an attack, but when he saw this, he had to surrender. He forced him back with anger and said helplessly: What do you know?
A Ling whispered: Master Sanada was just a playful game. A lowly slave like A Ling naturally did not need to be decorated.
Qingxiao smiled bitterly and said: Nothing is wrong! I just... Looking at his tears, he couldn't help but change his words to: I just... don't have that much money.
As soon as I said that, I really wish I could bite off my tongue. If it wasn’t that difficult, why couldn’t I say it?
A Ling looked at him in confusion, with a cat-like expression, and his black eyes moved slowly, making people feel heart-wrenching and painful, and I couldn't help but want to touch him.
However, the slave spoke out again inappropriately, destroying the tenderness in his heart: Did the master Sanada prepare a special whip for Ah Zen? The former master liked to beat the slave ten whips every day and declare his ownership
After a moment of silence, Qingxiao smiled, and her smile became more gentle and quiet: Do you hope I will whip you ten times every day like your former master, so that you will be happy?
His smile seemed extremely friendly, but he expressed warmth. The opposite is that the smile was the last bottom line for him tolerate others, marking that his slightly upturned lips were about to shoot an invisible arrow like a bow.
Unfortunately, A Ling couldn't understand the deep meaning of his smile, so he continued to say: It's Ah, this is what his former master did, he likes...
Long-term anger piled up in my heart, as if the beast locked in a cage suddenly broke through the ties of reason. Qingxiao could no longer bear it, slapped Ah Ling in the face, and shouted angrily: Are you recognizing me as your master, or just wanting to train me to be your former master?
A Ling groaned and fell to the ground. Five clear red marks appeared on his fair face. Half of his face suddenly became swollen. He reached out to cover his face. Blood was already overflowing from the corners of his lips. He stared at Qingxiao in a daze. Perhaps because he was too shocked, his eyes were empty and there was no expression. He was just so black and open.
Qingxiao panicked and looked at his hand in a daze. He knew that he had always been heavy. He could easily break a person's neck with a single wrist. He turned his palm into a knife and cut it on a carotid artery. He could make people unconscious for more than ten minutes, but he never thought that one day he would attack Xiaoyu.
No, that's not Xiaoyu, that's just A Ling
But he still dared not face those eyes, nor did he dare to face the image of himself reflected in the dark pupils.
He subconsciously took a step back
However, this inadvertent action was like a butterfly flapping its wings. It raised the confusion in the hurricane thousands of kilometers away. A Ling's eyes were replaced by strong fear. He made a move that Qingxiao was absolutely unexpected. He rushed over and hugged Qingxiao's legs and shouted: Don't go, master! Please don't go, master! Don't throw A Ling down!
Qingxiao was a little dazed, and the sound seemed to come from a distant valley. It was clear every word, but it still gave people a very unreal feeling.
What are you talking about? He heard his own voice, equally vague and empty
A Ling was stunned, let go of his legs blankly, and hesitated: Don’t you hope A Ling calls you master? Or did A Ling understand something wrong?
You are not wrong. Qingxiao closed his eyes, and his inexplicable anger burned his heart like a small fire. I just don't understand why you told you that you refused to listen and insisted on hitting you before you listen? Are you just like that...
He suddenly stopped and was frightened by himself
Low
The word he wanted to say but didn't say it was: lowly
He had heard someone use this word to describe the person in front of him. No, this slave was Ryusuke Asami:
I've never seen anything cheaper than him!
The lowest-blocked prostitute in Tokyo is also nobler than him and cleaner than him...
Is this an insult to him? I'm just telling you the truth...
The dark eyes were still staring at him, and his body was curled up. His posture was forbearing and obedient. His eyes were filled with extreme desires, but they were extremely humble. It was like a red willow in the desert. It only took a little water to make him live.
He has lost everything, wealth, dignity, health, and confidence. No one can rely on except himself.
He survived silently and went through many tortures just to wait for today and wait for today to meet himself.
Then, scold him for being mean
Always like this
Suffering is always heavier than we can bear, and redemption is always less powerful than we expect
It is difficult to understand Qingxiao's intentions. The slave timidly took back his arm and hugged himself tightly. It was the baby's posture in the mother's body, which means maximum rejection and self-protection.
However, he still refused to give up and clumsyly tried to save the situation for the last time: A Ling knew that he had done something wrong, so please punish A Ling! But, but...
Qingxiao sighed, smiled and opened her arms to him, he was stunned for a moment, and immediately fell into Qingxiao's arms in surprise, as if a cat was well-behaved as if a star fell into his eyes.
You did nothing wrong. Qingxiao stroked his black hair and said hard, I just...I'm just in a bad mood...
A Ling listened quietly with an enlightened smile on his face: A Ling understood that the master used to be like this, and the slaves were just for this, as long as the master was happy
Qingxiao smiled bitterly, his sacred sense of responsibility and equally strong guilt made it difficult for him to speak, and he hugged the slave with strong arms and passed his body temperature over.
A Ling obediently snuggled in his arms, looking flattered, and did not dare to move Qingxiao and said nothing. He didn't speak, and he put his cheeks tightly on Qingxiao's arm in a pleasing manner.
Qingxiao sighed and said: I understand that you miss your former master, but I don’t want you to always mention him. I am the only slave. I also hope you can be loyal to me.
A Ling's face turned red and said in a low voice: Sorry, Master
Qingxiao smiled and gently wiped the blood from the corners of his lips, saying: I am different from your previous master's rules. I hope my slaves can be more useful, not only to let me enjoy my body, such as helping me do more things.
A Ling's eyes shiny and she said eagerly: Ah, the former owner also asked A Ling to help manage the accounts...
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly remembered the ban from the new owner, and was stunned for a moment, looking at Qingxiao in panic
Qingxiao smiled and shook her head, pressed A Ling's lips with her index finger, and said: "No more, but this is a good idea. I do need a loyal and capable butler. Maybe I should provide you with a computer and let you report the accounts to me once a week."
He laughed and said: But I want you to do more than this, please follow me
********************
This is the first time A Ling has left this room. Because he is led by the owner, he is not afraid that there is a grand kitchen in front of him. The kitchen utensils and cabinets are obviously new.
As you can see, the equipment here is very complete, all you have to do is prepare three meals a day for me, and two refreshments once at about 10 am, and once at 4 pm, you can find all the ingredients in the refrigerator. I will give you the recipe. Qingxiao sat leisurely at the dining table and watched his at a loss slave.
A Ling looked at the cabinets blankly. At the height of his kneeling, the operating table was just on his chin, and he looked at Qingxiao in embarrassment: Yes, the master is...
Qingxiao raised her eyebrows and said: Oh, I know your master has never asked you to do it before, but I know you can do it. It seems that you remembered something, and he smiled: I'm very sure
A Ling endured it again and again, and finally spoke: But, the cabinets and stoves were too high...
Qingxiao suddenly realized and said: Ah, are you saying you can't reach it by kneeling?
A Ling nodded desperately
That's very simple Ah Qingxiao waved her hand, it seemed that it was an insignificant and unworthy issue, so you stand up and do it
Ah Ling was stunned. Before he could speak, the owner had already changed the topic: Of course, after doing it, you still need to clean the dishes and here... You need to sleep in my bedroom at night so that I can use it at any time, but the floor is too cold, and I don’t like the coolness on your body, so you have to sleep in the bed...
He looked at A Ling's shocked eyes and smiled unconsciously: Of course, if you can satisfy me, I will give you the appropriate rewards I know you will work hard to do it.
A Ling tried to relax her facial muscles and smile: Yes, Master, A Ling will definitely work hard
Looking at his stiff smile, Qingxiao couldn't help laughing, leaned forward, kissed A Ling gently on his lips, suddenly froze, his eyes suddenly widened, so cute Qingxiao couldn't help but kiss his cheeks along his forehead, until his neck was ruined by the cold collar.
Master? A Ling's voice seemed to be dreaming
Um?
Is this a reward?
No, this is my rule. I am still filial and filial piety. I said that my rules are different from your previous master. I like to kiss my slave ten times a day and declare my ownership.
However, the master kissed him more than ten times... Ah Ling's Ai Ai's authentic story
Qingxiao laughed dryly and said: It doesn’t matter if Ah is like this, you can give me the extra kiss, I don’t mind
A Ling was stunned for a long time, leaned down and was about to kiss Qingxiao's toes, but Qingxiao held her back: What I mean, it's naturally to kiss me the same place
A Ling was stunned for a moment, slowly approached Qingxiao's cheek, touching her lips gently, as if the feathers of a pigeon were gently slashing across her, feeling a little itchy.
Qingxiao closed her eyes and enjoyed for a while
Yes, that's it, he murmured, this is what I want...
Then he solemnly announced: Listen, this is my rule. The master kisses the slave ten times a day, declaring his ownership, and the slave needs to kiss the master twenty times a day, declaring his absolute surrender
over
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