Domination and Submission

On the dining table, there are small plates containing all kinds of delicate side dishes. There are not many dishes on each plate, but you can tell that a lot of thought has been put into each small plate.

Xiaotian, who was already empty in the stomach, almost salivated when he saw the side dishes on the table.

But he still kept in mind his duty as a slave, and forced himself not to look at those tempting delicacies.

Slaves can only eat food provided by their masters, and slaves are only eligible to eat with the permission of their masters.

The man placed Xiaotian on the dining chair next to the main seat, and he sat down on the main seat.

Now let alone being attracted by the delicious food on the table, Xiaotian didn't even dare to sit down.

When the master eats, the slave can only dine at the master's feet. No matter how good the reward is, he can only dine on the low table under the master's permission.

But now, he wants to eat at the same table as the master? ? ! ! !This is a treasonous thing for Xiaotian!

"Master..." Xiaotian wanted to stand up in a panic, but because the master asked him to sit down just now, he didn't know what to do for a while.

"Master, Xiaotian is not qualified to eat here, Xiaotian still..."

The man didn't speak, but just stared at Xiaotian with his eyes wide open, letting Xiaotian know clearly that the master was telling him to shut up.

Xiaotian was indeed frightened by the master's eyes, the master has always said one thing, he can't disobey the master.

Seeing Xiao Tian obediently keeping his mouth shut even though he was anxious, the man looked away, picked up the silver chopsticks on the dining table, and said, "Eat a little of everything, don't eat more!"

"Yes!" Xiaotian nervously followed the master's movements, picked up the chopsticks, and stretched the chopsticks towards the side dish closest to him.

Tremblingly put Xiaocai into his bowl, Xiaotian breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Xiaocai who was a little far away from him with a little pressure, and bit his lower lip in embarrassment.

Using chopsticks may not be difficult for others, but for Xiaotian, it is much more difficult than asking him to put on a shameful posture.

How do you let a person who has lost his memory and has never used chopsticks for nearly ten years after recovering his memory use chopsticks flexibly?

Xiaotian used the chopsticks stiffly, and after putting the delicious food into his mouth, he suddenly felt both sweet and bitter in his heart.The sweet thing is that the side dishes are super delicious!Although the food at the banquet has always been prepared according to high standards, the best food I have eaten at the banquet is not as good as this side dish.

The bitter thing is, I still want to continue eating, but I can't even use chopsticks, what should I do?The master seems to have said to eat a little of everything!This is really a huge challenge!

Stretching the chopsticks in a slightly distant direction, Xiaotian successfully picked up a very tempting egg roll, and smiled secretly so that his eyes narrowed. With the other hand, he quickly picked up the bowl and moved towards it, ready to serve it.As a result, the joy turned into sorrow, the egg roll fell and hit the edge of the bowl, the bowl was overturned, and with a loud bang, the egg roll and the bowl hit other small plates.

Xiaotian was stunned all of a sudden, his eyes that were still smiling just now didn't have time to open, his head went blank, he didn't have time to think about anything, but he made the slavish movements first.

His knees hit the ground hard, even though the carpet was thick, he could still hear the sound of Xiaotian's knees hitting the ground, "Master, I'm sorry, Xiaotian was wrong, I'm sorry..."

The voice was trembling, and even the small body lying on the ground was trembling non-stop. Where the owner could not see, Xiaotian's tears had already soaked a small corner of the carpet.

Xiaotian at this moment is not worried about the next punishment, but full of shame.Ashamed for disturbing the master's meal, ashamed for overturning rare delicacies, ashamed for not being able to complete the task of the master, ashamed for being incompetent...

The master spent three months training himself, but in the end, he was still that virtuous, and he was not worthy of being a qualified slave at all, let alone wanting to be the master's private slave.

The more I think about it, the more tears fall, I want to stay by the master's side all the time, but I know that I am not worthy, he doesn't even have the ability to eat at the same table with the master, why should he be with him all the time?This feeling of powerlessness filled Xiaotian's whole body and mind, and he couldn't restrain the sadness in his heart.

A pair of big hands hugged Xiaotian's shoulders, helped Xiaotian up, and placed him on the seat again. Seeing Xiaotian's face full of tears and nose, the man frowned in disgust.

The next moment, with a helpless sigh, the man took a piece of paper and roughly wiped the tears and nose from Xiaotian's face.

The sadness in his heart was interrupted, Xiaotian looked at the man in front of him stupidly: "Master..."

Seeing that although it was wiped clean, Xiaotian's cheeks, nose, and eyes were all redder because of being too rude, and the man's brows were further frowned. He threw the tissue on the ground as if venting, and said in a cold tone: "In Here, you are not allowed to kneel unless I ask you to, do you hear?"

"Listen... I heard it!" Xiaotian still stayed at the moment when his master was wiping his nose, and nodded obediently in a daze.

"Old Cheng, tidy up."

As soon as the man finished speaking, the old butler who appeared in Xiaotian's room in the morning brought two servants and quickly cleaned up the dining table, and quickly restored it to its original state. The bowls and chopsticks of the day were also replaced.

The man put the egg roll into the small sky bowl: "Eat it!"

"Yes, master!" Xiaotian hurriedly picked up the bowl, buried his whole face in the bowl, his heart was beating violently, which made Xiaotian a little nervous.

The owner seems to be different... and it seems to be the same all the time, I can't explain it clearly, Xiaotian just feels his heart beating so fast, he feels like his heart is about to jump out.

Just after eating the egg rolls, chicken feet appeared in the bowl again, after eating the chicken feet, crystal dumplings appeared in the bowl, after eating the crystal dumplings, there appeared again in the bowl...

Xiaotian felt that he was sick, his heart beat faster and faster, his face felt hot as if something was burning, it was similar to when he had a fever a long time ago, but it seemed different.

It seems to be a bit similar to the feeling when I secretly touched my master, but I haven't touched my master now!

Everything in the mouth is sweet, full of sweetness, even the bitter gourd tastes sweet. I wonder if this chef prefers sweet dishes?

Xiaotian, who was buried in the bowl, didn't dare to look up at his master even after the food was finished. He was afraid that the master would find out that he was strange, and the hotness on his face hadn't disappeared. punished child.

"Go to the room and rest, there are guests coming in the afternoon."

"Yes, Master!"

Feeling liberated, Xiaotian responded loudly to his master and quickly prepared to leave.

"Wait a minute!" The blunt tone stopped Xiaotian's pace, and Xiaotian turned around timidly.

The man took out a tissue, walked up to Xiaotian, and rudely wiped Xiaotian's mouth again: "Don't you know how to wipe it after eating?"

Xiaotian felt that the fire on his face had reached the top of his head, and the smoke was flying wantonly above his head. He turned his cheek unnaturally, looked down at the master's legs, and stammered, "Thank you...thank you Owner."

Then he turned around, rushed upstairs at a flying speed, and returned to his room.

His mind was buzzing and he didn't think about it at all. As a slave, his actions just now were all disrespectful.

The man downstairs looked at Xiao Tian who was running a little staggeringly, his eyes were full of smiles as he frowned.