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Volume 1: Underworld Chapter 65: Training the Slave

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    In order to prove the suspicion in his heart, Su Xing's palm slapped Dongyue's small buttocks again, this time the force was heavier than the previous times.  "Pa!" "Ah! Well" Dongyue groaned like a conditioned reflex, and looked at Su Xing with a pair of big eyes full of tears, with an innocent look on her face, and a look of pity on her face, with her cheeks flushed.  , with a faint hint of spring.  It’s over!  It’s over, it’s over, it’s over, it’s over Su Xing’s heart thumped, and her palms froze in mid-air.  Is it true that you have been trained by me to have the attributes of a pussy?  !  Su Xing began to sweat on his forehead. Is it a sin to train an innocent girl into a slut with pussy-making attributes?  Amitabha!  "Ah, is this a ghost body formed by condensation of yellow spring water? This feel and elasticity are incredible! It's amazing!" Su Xing raised his head to the sky at a forty-five-degree angle and sighed, and the palms that were frozen in mid-air stretched out to his head.  Then, scratch the back of his head.  "Master Su, are you going to stop hitting others?" Dongyue, who was resting on her lap, looked up at Su Xing and said softly, her cheeks were red and her eyes were watery and full of spring.  "Oh" Su Xing scratched his head and smiled shyly at Dongyue, "I won't fight. I punished you before, but now I have punished you." "What if he makes a mistake again?" Dongyue  asked weakly.  "Make another mistake!?" Su Xing suddenly froze, and his palms suddenly trembled.  "Ha, haha, hahaha" Su Xing laughed dryly and said, "If you make a mistake, of course you will be punished! As for the punishment, it is not certain!" "Really?" Dongyue's eyes flashed, as if  Somewhat disappointed.  "No, I almost lost control of my palm just now, so I slapped it again. Am I addicted?"  Although the buttocks of the little maid in front of her did feel good Su Xing glanced at Dongyue with a guilty conscience, thinking to herself that more and more beads of sweat were forming on her forehead.  "What's wrong, Mr. Su? Are you sweating? Do you want my slave to wipe it for you?" Dongyue asked softly, as docile as a little sheep.  "Sweat?" Su Xing was stunned and touched his forehead, only to realize that he was sweating without realizing it.  "It's okay, it's just a little hot. Hey, look, we're here!" Su Xing was ashamed, his eyes wandered around, looking for opportunities to change the subject. When he saw the top corner of the attic appearing at the end of his field of vision, his eyes lit up and he said.  "Hurry up!" Su Xing patted Xiao Feng Xingxiang's head and urged.  "Woo!" Xiaofeng Xingxiang succumbed to the lustful power of Su Xing. His white jade ears the size of cattail leaf fans flapped rapidly, and a white divine wind suddenly hung up. His thick and short limbs like pillars moved out of the afterimage, and rushed into the distance with a swipe.  loft.  Dongyue was speechless for a moment. Xiaofeng Xingxiang was too spineless, so she gave in. When she was first picked up, the speed was slow and leisurely.  "The ears of this popular elephant look delicious. The cooking method should be similar to that of pig ears." Su Xing murmured in a low voice, unable to help but salivate, looking at the big flapping ears of the popular elephant, his eyes glowing.  He was right in his guess. With his intuition about ingredients, Fengxing Elephant’s ears are indeed very good ingredients. Fengxing Elephant’s ghost magic relies entirely on its ears, so the Fengxing Elephant with bigger ears is more precious and faster.  "We're here." As soon as Su Xing finished speaking, Xiao Fengxingxiang stopped, wishing to send this devil away quickly.  The little Feng Xingxiang is quite intelligent. When he heard Su Xing whispering that he wanted to eat its ears, his legs and feet went weak and he almost fell down.  "I will be back." Su Xing rolled off Xiao Feng Xingxiang's body, patted Xiao Feng Xingxiang's head, and said with a smile.  "Woo." Devil, the little Fengxingxiang raised its trunk and screamed at the sky. It was about to cry. The awakening was too torturous. The little Fengxingxiang felt that if he continued to be tortured by the awakening, he might become a hero.  He died young and was isolated from many beautiful and beautiful females.  "Xiao Bai, don't cry. In fact, Mr. Su is very good. Could it be that you are guilty of sexual misconduct?!" Dongyue comforted softly, staying on Xiao Feng Xingxiang's saddle,  She wanted to see Su Xing spank Dongmei, but was warned not to do so by Su Xing.  How good is he?  It's simply a devil!  Also, I am a male, so how can I violate the lust and caution!  Xiaofeng Xingxiang finally left two lines of clear tears.  Only a thousand lines of tears Speaking of waking up, I turned left and right in the attic and finally found Dongmei's boudoir. I stopped at the door. Through the gauze on the door, I could vaguely see a door inside.  The graceful figure is much better than Dongyue's green figure.  "I knew it wasn't snow from a distance because there was a faint fragrance." Su Xing glanced at the beautiful figure behind the gauze, murmured to himself, and knocked on the door.  "Come in." A voice came from the boudoir. It sounded very nice and strange. It had the coldness of winter and the feeling of spring.  When Su Xing heard the words, his expression changed, as if he could picture the beautiful figure in his mind just by listening to the voice.  After getting permission, he slowly opened the door and saw Dongmei's boudoir, his eyes suddenly lit up.  The room is clean, tidy, and antique, without any of the fangirling or squeamishness of a woman's boudoir, as if it were a lady from ancient times.  "It's well organized, but she doesn't look like a personal maid." Su Xing praised loudly.  "Mr. Su, there's a thorn in your words. Could it be that Dongmei has provoked you?" Dongmei, who was writing something in front of the sandalwood desk, raised her head and spoke melodiously. She rolled up her wide sleeves and gently used the big pen of langhao.  Place it on the purple wood pen stand and go around to the front.  "If so, I will make amends to Mr. Su here, little girl." Dongmei held her hands, bent down and apologized to Su Xing.  What a powerful female ghost!  Su Xing’s eyes narrowed, and he was secretly wary.  From just now to now, he has always smelled a faint fragrance of plum blossoms. Coupled with the fact that Dongmei is dressed dignifiedly in a wide-sleeved long coat with the aloof and solemn snow plum drawn on it, it gives people a sense of sanctity and inviolability.  feel.  But when Dongmei bowed to salute, she happened to reveal a touch of snow-white on her chest. She even stood on tiptoes or stretched her head forward a little. Along the skirt of her clothes, she could see the two bright red plum blossoms standing proudly on the top of her snow-white chest.  This kind of looming, vague temptation would make even Liu Xiahui's heart flutter, let alone a young man with a strong temper.  The corner of Su Xing's mouth twitched slightly, and a flash of snow-white suddenly flashed across his eyes just now, but before he could see clearly, Dongmei had already stood up, raised her eyebrows, and hung up again.  "I wonder why Xiyuan's personal maid hired me, a knife maker from the main kitchen, to do this?" Su Xing asked straight to the point. He found that Dongmei was not simple and didn't want to waste time with her.  “Hmph, let’s see how you pull this off!  Su Xing stared at Dongmei and snorted in her heart.  "Young master Su, what you said is different. Although we belong to different houses, we can't live without contact. As the personal maid of the fourth lady, I can also be regarded as the eldest sister of Xiyuan, so I want to liven up the atmosphere among the ghosts and servants and hold a party.  Something like that." Dongmei replied slowly.  "Then why are you inviting me, a nobody, to your party? I'm not interested in any of your gatherings!" Su Xing blurted out, and as soon as the words fell to the ground, he felt a thump in his heart, secretly thinking that it was not good.  Sure enough, Dongmei smiled lightly and said slowly: "Master Su, you are humble. You were better than Chef Zhang before you entered the main dining room, and you even showed off your skills at the banquet of 'Delicacies from Mountains and Seas'. How can you be considered a nobody?"  "Besides, Chenghuang's Mansion is so big, if all the ghost servants are like Mr. Su, it won't be like a pool of stagnant water!"  In the rhythm, if you talk, you will be led by her.  Now Su Xing feels a little powerless towards the female ghost in front of him, like facing a seamless egg with nowhere to start. He can't just do it without saying anything. If so, there will be a lack of "reason"!  "Amazing!" Su Xing sighed secretly in his heart, Dongmei is worthy of defeating many ghost servants and becoming the personal maid of the master of Xiyuan!  "Is Mr. Su cold? How about Dongmei buying you some clothes?" Seeing Su Xing's dark face, Dongmei asked softly. His slender hands gently pulled the ribbon of the long, wide-sleeved dress, and the dress slowly slipped from her body.  slipping off the skin.  Su Xing was completely speechless. Dongmei was taking off her clothes in her boudoir. What could he say? Although the plot was cliche, it was impeccable.  "Lost!" Su Xing originally wanted to settle the score with Dongmei, but now he was about to be beaten up and pushed down by Dongmei.  "Since it's okay, I'll leave! It's really cold staying in your room, and it always feels eerie!" Su Xing said, turning around to leave.  Dongmei’s eyes flashed, and she felt a little surprised. There was a lecherous ghost, and she hadn’t finished taking off her clothes yet!  “Mr. Su, wait~” Dongmei’s voice was soft, calling Su Xing.  "Wait for a while, I'll be eaten by you if you wait any longer!" Su Xing didn't even look back, and stepped out of the door.  "Mr. Su, it's not too late to dance with Dongmei before we leave!" Dongmei cooed softly, stretching out her slender hands, like lightning, and grabbed Su Xing's wrist.  Su Xing’s eyes suddenly lit up, and he waited for Dongmei to take action.  I finally got fooled, I can’t beat you, why can’t I beat you?  Su Xing showed a smile at the corner of his mouth, turned around and said: "?Ah, let me dance with you!  " "Okay~" Dongmei responded. Her long, wide-sleeved dress had faded away, leaving only a body-covering gauze and bellyband. She was confident that Su Xing would fall under his pomegranate skirt. But Su Xing only saw generosity.  Fang Di looked at Dongmei with his eyes, his eyes only admired the fluttering black gauze, the fair skin, the two peaks stood proudly, and there was only a red bellyband embroidered with a branch of plum.  The hard-hearted Su Xing was unmoved by this! Dongmei gritted her teeth when she saw Su Xing's calmness. Normally, the man who remained unmoved like this was either Liu Xiahui or a super pervert.  The picture is very big! Dongmei analyzed it secretly and said with an unchanging expression: "Master Su, would you like to have a personal dance with Dongmei?  "    "OK!  "Su Xing agreed with a smile on his face.
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