Servants are all future bosses

The confinement room is located underground, without windows, and the dim light is still on during the day, and dust is flying and circling in it.

The environment was humid, and there were water stains in the corners. Yuan Mo sat on the ground with his back against the wall, his slender legs curled up, and one arm resting on his knees.

He lowered his head, watching the ants going back and forth on the ground, his black eyes were calm, but the fierce crimson was gone.

However, the restlessness in Yuan Mo's heart has not completely calmed down, and there are still remnants.

This situation dates back to Yuan Mo's childhood.

Yuan Mo didn't know who his parents were. He was picked up by slave traders and brought up.

After he became sensible, Yuan Mo realized that he was different from normal people.

Compared with the vigorous flowers blooming on the branches, he thinks the withered and withered flowers that have been trampled into mud are more beautiful.

Besides him, the slave trader still has a lot of commodities, and he often takes Yuan Mo to the black market for trading.The black market is chaotic and disorderly, and bloody fights often occur. Every time Yuan Mo will stare at the bloody wounds or the horrific corpses for a long time.

At the age of six, a child wanted to make friends with Yuan Mo for the first time, and invited him to feed stray cats together.

Yuan Mo still had an impression of the child's name, Xu Xisheng.

Once when Xu Xisheng didn't come, Yuan Mo fed the cat alone.

After eating, the stray cat didn't leave in a hurry, and walked over hesitantly to rub Yuan Mo's leg, letting Yuan Mo touch it.

Yuan Mo stroked it with his hands, and seeing the stray cat squinting his eyes in enjoyment, he couldn't help but increase the force, which hurt it.The sensitive and suspicious stray cat immediately screamed, gave Yuan Mo a hard paw, and fled to a distance.

The scratch on the back of his hand was bleeding, he didn't feel angry, but inexplicably happy.

Last night, Su Yuan's performance in pain unexpectedly came to Yuan Mo's mind.

Kind of like that stray cat.

I really realized that my mentality was distorted when I was a teenager.

When he was in the black market with the slave trader, a nearby wild animal bit open the cage, attacked anyone it saw, and pounced on them.Yuan Mo beat the beast to death with his bare hands, his body was splattered with blood, he felt that most of the destructive desire accumulated in his body poured out for many years, he turned his head, and did not see the familiar admiration in the eyes of the slave trader, but deep fear.

Very refreshing.

Since then, the slave trader stopped cultivating Yuan Mo's physical ability. He was afraid that Yuan Mo would grow into a beast that devours the master, so he bought a limiter at a high price and put it on Yuan Mo's body to restrain him.The slave trader doesn't feel sorry for the money spent on the purchase of the limiter. With Yuan Mo's quality, he will only earn more.

This is indeed the case.

Su Yuan bought Yuan Mo and gave the slave trader enough money to spend the rest of his life.

The slave trader concealed the fact that Yuan Mo might sometimes get out of control, and Su Yuan was stupid enough not to ask clearly. When he saw Yuan Mo's face, he forgot everything.

Yuan Mo doesn't like being controlled by inexplicable impulses, and has been deliberately restraining himself.

He shouldn't face Su Yuan losing control.

Yuan Mo has seen the ugly faces of too many people in the past, and Su Yuan is one of them.The nausea of ​​touching these people's skin and splashing their blood overwhelms the satisfaction of destruction.

However, the destructive desire induced by the source cannot subside for a long time.

Yuan Mo stretched out his hand and crushed the ants beside him to death.

There was a sound of unlocking the door, Yuan Mo remained motionless, Lan Yu came in with a plate, saw his appearance, and snorted coldly: "Master asked me to bring you food."

"No need." Yuan Mo didn't raise his head.

"You think I want to come over?" Lan Yu looked down at Yuan Mo on the ground, "I was having breakfast with the young master, but it was all ruined by your affairs." He only gave Yuan Mo a look at the mechanical watch in his hand, He immediately took it back, "Do you know what this is? It's a birthday present that the young master received, and he passed it on to me. You will never be able to replace me in the future. Whatever you don't want, I am willing to do for the young master."

Yuan Mo sneered: "Then you go."

Not getting the feedback she wanted from Yuan Mo, Lan Yu's face darkened, her hands suddenly let go, the plate and the food placed on it fell down in an instant, the debris splashed, and the good-looking food was covered with dirty dust.

Yuan Mo finally looked up.

Lan Yu said angrily: "You don't know good and bad, just refuse the young master's kindness, and even throw away the breakfast given by the young master!"

Various instruments of torture were hung on one wall of the confinement room. Lan Yu went to take off the whip, and turned to face Shang Yuanmo's indifferent black eyes. For some reason, he felt a little trembling, and his hand holding the whip tightened.

"What are you doing?" Su Yuan's voice came from outside the door.

Lan Yu's hands trembled, and she looked over with a frightened expression. Su Yuan had already entered the confinement room, came to Lan Yu's side, and shook his hand.

Lan Yu's heartbeat was slightly stagnant, and she held her breath. The hand holding the whip lost strength, and was easily broken by Su Yuan.

The young master's hands are completely different from those of their servants, delicate and beautiful, he is afraid that his rough skin will scratch the pampered young master.

When Su Yuan grabbed the whip and retracted his hand, Lan Yu felt lost.

"Who did it?" Su Yuan looked at the messy ground.

Lan Yu was shocked and said, "It's Yuan Mo!"

"Just treat it like this." Su Yuan was noncommittal, rubbing the long whip in his hand, "Who gave you the right to punish him privately? Go back and reflect."

Lan Yu's body froze, she didn't expect that even though the young master suspected that Yuan Mo had dropped his breakfast, she would faintly lean towards him, Lan Yu had tears in her eyes: "I'm not here, who will serve you?"

After knowing Lan Yu's true face, and looking at his pitiful appearance, Su Yuan felt complicated. He also checked his memory. Lan Yu has always looked like this in front of the original owner. Even if he was bullied, he never changed.Or, Lan Yu's aggressive side will only be shown to people of the same class, and will not be directed at the superiors.

Su Yuan said, "You don't have to worry about these things."

He didn't need to serve.

Lan Yu left in a daze, leaving only Su Yuan and Yuan Mo in the confinement room.

Su Yuan subconsciously became nervous.

【ding dong——】

[Please complete the following actions. 】

[You found that Yuan Mo still didn't reflect on himself, so you got angry and gave him a whip. On the way, the whip wiped Yuan Mo's face, leaving a bloodstain. You saw scars on the face similar to the second prince, which is very rare His heart softened, and he asked Yuan Mo to lick his fingers, so that he could forgive him.Yuan Mo was indifferent, you left angrily, but you still couldn't get over Yuan Mo, after torturing him, let him go and continue to be your personal servant. 】

Holding the long whip he took from Lan Yu, Su Yuan walked up to Yuan Mo and kicked away the pieces of the dinner plate beside his shoes, "You made these?"

Yuan Mo looked at him, and said calmly: "You say yes, yes."

"You dare to do something to me, and you still refuse what I gave you." Su Yuan said, "Do you know you made a mistake?"

Yuan Mo suddenly said: "Bruises."

Su Yuan was startled: "What?"

Yuan Mo: "The bruise I made is already healed?"

The clothes Su Yuan wore were short-sleeved, revealing slender and fair arms. The dim light of the confinement room seemed to have painted a layer of glaze on them, without any flaws.

"Are you embarrassed to ask?" Su Yuan expressed a little sincerity.

Yuan Mo lowered his eyes, "Then don't ask."

"It seems that you haven't reflected on it. It's because I'm too used to you." Su Yuan looked at the teleprompter and said coldly, "I have to let you understand the lesson."

The long whip in his hand fell to the ground, making a loud noise. Su Yuan himself was frightened by the sound. The long whip in the confinement room was obviously designed to torture people, and he did whatever it could to cause more pain.Yuan Mo was electrocuted last night. He hasn't eaten yet, and his face is still pale. Su Yuan was a little bit reluctant to let go. The original owner swung the whip at Yuan Mo without any scruples. It was an accident to wipe the blood on Yuan Mo's face. As a result, what if he didn't have such luck, and even caused serious injuries to Yuan Mo's face?

Yuan Mo asked: "No hands?"

Facing Su Yuan, the destructive desire in his body was ready to move again.

Pain needs to be suppressed.

Procrastinating is not an option, Su Yuan pursed his lips and made up his mind to swing the whip.

The whip hit Yuan Mo from the shoulder to the chest, and Yuan Mo's expression was puzzled.

The force used was too small, similar to yesterday's slap.

superficial.

Yuan Mo's face was not scratched, and the necessary conditions for the progress of the plot were not met. Su Yuan hesitated whether to do it again, absent-mindedly withdrew the whip, and finally groaned in pain.Yuan Mo looked over unexpectedly, and found that Su Yuan accidentally hit himself when he was retracting the whip.

Fortunately, Su Yuan hit him with less force, otherwise, with the young master's delicacy, his flesh and blood would definitely be torn apart.

Such light force can leave conspicuous whip marks on his body.

The destructive desire in the body gradually showed signs of getting out of control, Yuan Mo's face changed slightly, and he suddenly looked back.

Su Yuan misunderstood his performance and became angry: "Are you reading my joke?"

"No." Yuan Mo's voice was slightly hoarse.

Su Yuan didn't want to take the whip anymore.

He simply threw away the long whip, and ordered coldly: "I want your blood."

Yuan Mo's complexion remained unchanged, he bit his finger, and stretched out his blood-stained finger towards Su Yuan.

Su Yuan wiped his blood with his hand, and then said: "Look up."

As soon as Yuan Mo raised his head, Su Yuan smeared blood on his face, forming a bloodstain, using the method of physically drawing bloodstains to meet the plot conditions.

Yuan Mo was so childish that he was too lazy to hide.

...It is much worse than the vicious and ruthless methods before.

Seeing the blood on Yuan Mo's face, Su Yuan finally felt better. He took out his handkerchief and wiped off the remaining blood on his hand, "I don't need a whip anymore, let's use another method."

Su Yuan threw away the blood-stained handkerchief, and stretched out his hand in front of Yuan Mo, his white fingertips naturally drooping, his posture condescending.

"Lick my fingers." Su Yuan said.

"If you are willing to lick, I will forgive you and let you out."

Yuan Mo didn't respond and remained silent.

Seeing that this plot is coming to an end, Su Yuan is secretly happy. Although it is embarrassing to stretch out his hand in front of others and not be answered, it is easier than the previous plot, and he will be relieved if he persists for a while.

Just as Su Yuan was thinking this way, Yuan Mo moved.

His face came close to Su Yuan's fingertips.

Then he opened his mouth and bit down lightly.

Su Yuan was aroused by the shadow of last night, and immediately wanted to withdraw his hand. Yuan Mo sensed his intention and bit even tighter. The pain spread down his fingers. Su Yuan didn't dare to move anymore. Not long ago, Yuan Mo He still remembered how he bit his own finger without changing his face.

From Yuan Mo's downcast eyes, Su Yuan caught a glimpse of the red color that sent chills down his spine.

same with yesterday.