Xiyang Mourning

Cheng Xi couldn't help laughing when he heard Zheng Yang's answer. "You were wrong? You were wrong! What else would you say other than that you were wrong?!"

Cheng Xi didn't know why he was angry, he kicked Zheng Yang's abdomen, and seeing the man's painful expression because of his actions, he still couldn't understand his hatred, or rather, he didn't know how he could calm down his anger anger.

Zheng Yang's abdomen was kicked vigorously, and he leaned back reflexively, while Cheng Xi grabbed his hair and forced him to keep his original shape.Cheng Xi looked at Zheng Yang in so much pain, but because he had to endure that pain, he didn't know whether he felt more pleasure in revenge or was more happy that Zheng Yang was more obedient, or mixed with some distress and intolerance. Bar.

Zheng Yang didn't know that the person who caused him pain was watching him, he only felt the pain in his stomach and scalp was unbearable, and he arched his body conditionally, hoping to relieve the pain from his body.

What made him most uncomfortable was Cheng Xi's words, yes, what else could he do now besides say sorry?

Now he can only watch his master surrounded by anger, but what can he do to appease his master's anger and ease his pain?

I....are really useless, I deserve to be beaten to death by my master.

Wait, I was beaten to death by the master.

By the way, the master can beat him to vent his anger. In the past, when the master was angry and hit him, the anger would always subside.

Thinking of this, Zheng Yang desperately raised his head regardless of the pain in his body, looked at Cheng Xi and said eagerly, "Master, the slave knows that he made a mistake, please punish him. The slave remembers that there are torture instruments in the training room, master, you can beat him as you like." Slave, beat till you please, slave will not resist, no."

Cheng Xi looked at the people under his feet struggling to raise his head just to tell him that he could hit him to vent his anger, reminded him that there were tools in the mediation room that could hit him, and convinced him that he would not resist.

Cheng Xi looked at Zheng Yang, for some reason, the strength in his hand gradually decreased, and finally let go of Zheng Yang's hair.

When Zheng Yang felt that the pain in his scalp had weakened or even disappeared, he realized that the master's hand holding his hair was removed.While still surprised, I heard the master's voice again.

"Thanks to Mr. Zheng for reminding me, otherwise I would have forgotten that there is a tuning classroom away from this villa. Thank you for reminding me. Since you want to be beaten so much, just go."

Because of the backlight, a black shadow fell on Cheng Xi's face, making it difficult to see clearly.

After speaking, he turned around and left a messy bedroom, his bare feet left bloodstains in a pile of debris.

And when Zheng Yang came to his senses from Cheng Xi's words, what he saw was the dazzling blood red.Looking at the bloodstains, Zheng Yang felt that his eyes were too dry, and without thinking about it, he slapped himself on the face directly.

He actually... actually injured his master again.I...are I really useless?

Cheng Xi heard the crisp slap, turned around and saw Zheng Yang with a clear slap on his left cheek, and smiled indifferently.

"If you don't leave, do you want me to carry you? Or do you think that a slap can soften my heart?"

Hearing this, Zheng Yang looked at Cheng Xi in horror, and quickly said, "Master, the slave dare not! The slave never expects that you will be soft-hearted towards the slave."

Really.... I dare not expect extravagance, now.

When Cheng Xi heard Zheng Yang's answer, he was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Hehe, since you don't dare to expect extravagance, then follow along! I don't have extra time to wait for you."

Zheng Yang lowered his head sadly, then quickly got up, and walked along the road that Cheng Xi just walked, letting his own blood cover the bloodstain that Cheng Xi just left.

Looking at the mixed blood, he laughed at himself, maybe this is the only thing he can do.

When he left the bedroom, he saw that Cheng Xi had already walked a long way, and he was trying to crawl with all his hands and feet, but he couldn't even catch up with his back.

Thinking of what Cheng Xi said just now that he didn't have so much time to wait for him, he stood up impatiently, ignoring the broken knees and calves, and didn't care about the punishment he would receive for getting up without authorization. All he could think of was what the master said just now.

His master will no longer stop and wait for him.

When Cheng Xi arrived at the door of the tuning classroom, she turned her head and glanced at Zheng Yang the moment she opened the door.

He watched Zheng Yang walking towards here unsteadily, he knew that Zheng Yang's knee and calf were injured.So he also knows that walking over like this is no easier than crawling over.But he just walked over step by step and walked towards him.

Withdrawing his gaze, he opened the door and went in. Looking at the things that were about to be forgotten in this room, they suddenly became alive now.He hasn't been here for a long time, the inside is already full of dust, after all part-time workers are not allowed to enter, and Zheng Yang...

Thinking of Zheng Yang, Cheng Xi couldn't help turning her head to look at the door, and unexpectedly saw Zheng Yang who was kneeling at the door and had already taken off his shirt, revealing blue and purple bruises all over his body.

"I thought you wouldn't like it here." So it should be full of dust.

Zheng Yang, who was taking off his clothes, heard this, and speeded up the undressing. After all the clothes were taken off, he kowtowed and got up again to look at Cheng Xi.

"Master, the slave exists for you" so anything you might need, the slave will be ready for.

"En." Cheng Xi got the expected answer, and then turned around to look around at everything in the room.

When he saw the whip on the wall, he walked over slowly, stroked the whip lightly with his hand, and muttered to himself, "I thought I would never use you again."

Zheng Yang, who was walking into the tuning classroom on his knees, felt his body tremble for a moment when he heard these words, and then smiled bitterly.

He also thought that he would never come in here again, even though he would come to clean it every day.