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"What's wrong with me? The company is fine. I also asked people to pay attention to your family, and I didn't make any big moves."

"About Zero Nine"

"Did the little slave make you angry?"

"What will you do if you offend your master? Do you stipulate the punishment you deserve and execute it yourself, so as to get the master's forgiveness?"

"How is it possible, it's too late to escape, who will obediently deliver it to the door?" Yuan Zheng looked disgusted

"Lingjiu will, do I forget what you think after I lose my memory?" Annan rarely showed failure.

"Just for this? Did you ask the wrong person? Yan Xi is so famous, why don't you go to him? "

"Say it or not?" Annan grabbed the wine Yuan Zheng was about to put into his mouth and threatened.

"Talk about it, Lingjiu is different from us. I will commit myself only when I meet someone in my destiny." Yuan Zheng looked at the slow-moving cruise ship in the river, and the bright lights shone on the river. Yuan Zheng smiled slightly, thinking of his master.

"Ling Jiu has been receiving training. All the learning content is dedication. He has been deprived of himself. Maybe he took the initiative to ask for punishment to avoid more pain. People like them will protect themselves like this." Yuan Zheng rolled his eyes , staring straight at Annan, "He has been living for his master all his life. He has a rigid mind and doesn't know how to adapt, so he will always think that as long as he is punished, he will be forgiven." The stereotype, to put it bluntly, is silly and cute, do you understand?"

"It's rare that the young master of Nanda cares so much about the little slave. Let me help you. Let Lingjiu call me when you have time. In the same position, it should be easy to talk to."

Annan picked up the wine bottle and touched Yuan Zheng's bottle, raised his head and drank it all.

The bad smell of bad beer and half-drunk people walking on the street are like a man whose company and family are not going well.

It was already late at night when Annan arrived home, he didn't change his clothes, he didn't take a bath, he just tried his best to stay awake and prepared to infuse nutrient solution to Ling Jiu.

Just after pushing open the door of the first room, Ling Jiu slowly opened his eyes, as if he had just woken up.

Annan was a little drunk, and wanted to completely forget Ling Jiuhao's thoughts.

Putting down the nutrient solution and the injection that had just been unpacked, picked up the salt that was not used before. With the same posture and the same elegance, the salt slowly opened in the water, and Lingjiu's eyes also changed from blurred to terrified.

"You said it would be great if I didn't find out"

Ling Jiu watched Annan coming over with the bucket and closed his eyes in despair, ready to accept the sting that had nowhere to hide.

However, the sting of waiting did not come, only the sound of walking away was vaguely heard, and the next words were the real despair.

"It won't hurt if you pour salt water on your wound like this." Annan took Lingjiu from the cabinet and chose the whip that twisted the steel wire and smashed the soles of the feet. "So for better results, and for you to do what you said as atonement, suffer"

Whip after whip was drawn towards the inflamed soles of the feet and back, Ling Jiu struggled and cried, but all movements were weakened, there was nowhere to hide, and he could only suffer.

There is no quantity, no degree, until Annan feels that the effect of pouring salt water can be exerted to the fullest.In just a few minutes, the smell of wine that Annan brought into the first room was instantly replaced by the smell of blood.

As for Annan's so-called standard, Ling Jiu's inflamed and red soles and back were pulled away again, and the blood was stained.

"Think about it carefully, are these what you want?" Annan rinsed and disinfected the whip, and took this time to let Lingjiu calm down.

"I will strictly implement the punishment you set, and be prepared. Think about what to do after the ban is lifted tomorrow." After finishing speaking, Annan poured the bucket into Lingjiu without any hesitation.

When struggling, crying, and begging for mercy had no effect, Ling Jiu only had the word pain in his mind, which was endless and had nowhere to hide.