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The people on the stage hung their hands and feet separately into the character "big", blindfolded and waited for the tune (what) teacher of this performance.

Ling Jiu didn't feel anyone approaching him, but the blow on his body was solid, and then a bottle was put near his mouth, and Ling Jiu opened his mouth to drink it.

Ling Jiu doesn't like to lose control, especially when he becomes violent under the injection of drugs.

The love potion test requires the subject to be free from any restraints and restrain his desires by his own will. Lingjiu's body didn't respond much, but his skin became more and more red.

Teacher □□ is very conscientious, using the whip to tease every sensitive point of Lingjiu, each one is so precise, and then press it down with the whip.

Lingjiu, who is to blame for everything you tasted today? If not for this identity, maybe...

With another whip, Ling Jiu knew that his consciousness had been gradually taken away by the flames all over his body.Ling Jiu doesn't want to be so despicable, master, how long will you punish Ling Jiu before Ling Jiu can get your forgiveness.

Ling Jiu's blindfold was pulled away, the dazzling lights, the dirty guests under the stage, Ling Jiu's eyes were no longer calm, and the effect of the love potion could not be suppressed, Ling Jiu could not go back, master, Ling Jiu would never again clean up.

□□Master whispered softly in Lingjiu, "Lingjiu, do you regret it?"

This voice is...

This voice is - Yan Xi

Sir, you finally remember that the slave is called Ling Jiu instead of Xiao Ba, you don't need to comfort the slave, the slave knows the master will not come, so why bother!

Lingjiu knelt straight, opened her legs as far as possible, and put her hands behind her head, not wanting her master to see that she was cowardly. These are punishments bestowed by her master, so she should taste them carefully.

Yan Xi was stunned for a moment. She always knew that Xiaoba's heart was pure, but she didn't know that such a pure heart was lost, so do you still hold expectations?Annan will come to save you. From the standpoint of a friend, I appreciate you, but I, Yan Xi, am a (what) teacher, and my slave has lost his heart. You shouldn't have it.

Another whip, hit the brand of abandoned slave without hesitation, remember your identity, an abandoned slave is worse than anything.

Lingjiu's whole body's pain sensation was awakened, and he raised his head back vigorously. No matter how painful he was, he didn't move his hands and feet. Mr. slave has angered you again. How dare you forget this status as a slave, but can't you expect at all?

Yan Xi's technique is absolutely professional, no matter how much Lingjiu doesn't want to be controlled, panting, letting go, everything is so normal, so painful, so happy...

At the end of the performance, the audience left the stage. Yan Xi and Ling Jiu on the stage were weak and irritable, standing still and lying down.

The first to move was Ling Jiu, who knelt down and faced Yan Xi, "Thank you, sir□□□"

Yan Xi's whip slightly touches Ling Jiu's chin, Ling Jiu's eyes rest on Yan Xi's neckline, the blush on his face has not faded, and there is still a trace of confusion in his exhalation.

"I am very dissatisfied with your performance"

"Yes, sir, please punish the slave." Ling Jiu's eyelashes trembled slightly. An ordinary person would feel sorry for him if he was obedient, but it was futile to face Yan Xi.

"I've been taking you for so many years, have you been fined less?"

Ling Jiu lowered his head and remained silent.

"Remember the slave in 1478?"

Ling Jiu still didn't answer, her soft hair had grown long and hadn't been trimmed, and she was sweating after experiencing the joy just now, and her hair stuck to her cheek.

"Where did the rules come from? Tell me back." Yan Xi hit Ling Jiu's exposed nape with a whip.

"Yes, slave remembers"

"I thought I'd plant 803 nails for you too so you can recall memories"

Ling Jiu shook his body. The abandoned slave's nails hadn't been buried yet. There were 803 nails. How could it not be abandoned.

"Why do you think you can live safely until now?"

Another whip, the back of the neck coincides with the last whip

It's not that Ling Jiu has never thought about why he has lived until now, whether it is the master or the master's elder brother, who is he in love with?

"You are the best slave I brought out, and now you are the best abandoned slave I brought out, I, Yan Xi, have great face"

"Sir, the slave is sorry for you." Ling Jiu lowered her head a little bit, her neck is so fragile, she doesn't know how many whips she can bear

"Xiao Ba, I've been talking about the truth for so many years, and you also understand it. I need to teach you the truth of keeping your identity and doing your own thing." Yan Xi's sudden gentleness made Ling Jiu a little distracted, "The criminal law of nails is inevitable, you Do you understand?"

The "slave understands" trembling, fear, a sentence of understanding can only mean that he knows, how can he not be afraid, he thought he had escaped, but it turned out that it was just a postponement.

"That's all I have to say. Tonight, obey the rules and think about it carefully."

"Yes"

Obeying the rules is easy to say, but it is actually punishing kneeling, but the posture is too tortured. When kneeling, the soles of the feet cannot be flat, but the toes are on the ground, arched, and the buttocks sit on the heels.