Deep Control

In the underground wine cellar, Knox lay lazily at the door of the wine cellar, watching the servant with gloves carefully take out bottles of incomparably precious wine, and put them lightly into the special portable wine cabinet.

The small wine cabinet was carried away when it was full and replaced with an empty one.

The mellow wine taste is smoky, and there is also a hint of sour taste.

The servant in charge of the wine cellar was covering his heart with his hands, his painful facial muscles were twitching, while the butler of the Karan family standing next to Knox was smiling and watching the servants coming and going to carry the wine.

This is the winery belonging to Lord Aweima. The butler was ordered by the owner, Lord Karan, to come and remove all the wine stored here and put it in the castle complex of Karan.

Although I don't know how Lord Aweima angered Lord Karan again.

But the old butler watched the rows of precious wine being moved into Karan's mansion, and the smile on his face never fell.

Knox knew what was going on.

But will he intercede with that flamboyant scumbag?

Heh, the housekeeper brought me all those delicious juices and moved them into my bedroom!

Knox looked at his favorite juice that had been scooped out, and opened his mouth to yelp twice.

The butler immediately bowed and asked gently: "Do you want to move the blue wood juice to your bedroom?"

Knox nodded happily, and the butler smiled and straightened up to direct the servant, "Put all this box of bluewood juice into the wine cabinet in Lord Karan's bedroom."

"Yes."

The servant whose appearance was different from that of the Arconas race responded in a low voice, and swiftly took out a small wine cabinet for shipment.

Knox yawned in satisfaction, a little bored.

The butler was a little happy to see that the black panther was finally not as sluggish as yesterday, and when he saw Knox's slick fur, he felt offended and wanted to touch it.

The old butler immediately condemned himself in his heart, and at the same time gently asked the lazy Knox, "Are you a little bored? Lord Karan said that he is waiting for you in the garden of Lord Aweima's mansion. "

"As long as I find blue wood juice, I will put it in the bedroom of you and Lord Karan. The smell here is a bit bad. Is your nose okay?"

Master Karan specifically instructed that the black panther has a very sensitive sense of smell. Since Knox lived in the castle, everyone in their castle has been strictly prohibited from using any synthetic scents.

Knox twitched his black nose. It was indeed a bit drunk after smelling it for a long time, and he didn't like it at all.

And at the beginning, his purpose was just to see Aweima's heartbroken to the point of vomiting blood.

After all, Aweima likes wine very much, not to mention that all the mansions under his name have built wine cellars, and there is also a very, very large winery.

There are countless wines stored in it, all kinds of wines that can only be auctioned in bottles on the star network are here, and they have to be sold for tens of millions of payment points.

The most important thing is that Aweima doesn't care about the price of wine, he is a real wine tasting person.

It's better to give him a shot than to take away a bottle of treasure from him.

As a result, Karan hollowed out the winery.

With dozens of servants, from daytime to afternoon, they dragged boxes and carts away in front of Aweima, without even leaving a piece of mud.

Gee.

very pitiful.

Knox raised his leopard's mouth up, and laughed hehehe.

It's so obscene that one wonders how a cheetah can make such a terrifying laugh.

It's just a pity that he originally wanted to squat at the door of the wine cellar to see how Aweima was so distressed that he was dying, but Aweima was taken away by Karan with a look.

Anyway, I've found all the juice I want to drink, why don't I go find Karan and Aweima.

Knox's tail lightly patted the butler's calf, and after saying hello, he walked gracefully on the 'catwalk' according to the place he remembered.

Aweima's winery also has a place to rest. It is a very beautiful house, and in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see a beautiful garden with blooming flowers.

When Knox came to the garden, Karan and Aweima were sitting on chairs drinking tea, and Ritter was watering the flowers with his sleeves rolled up. The atmosphere was very harmonious.

Ok?

Knox paused, something was wrong, Karan had a gloomy face when he went out, it had a horrible BGM, and Karan said to take away Aweima’s wine, why is Aweima so calm .

Knox trotted two steps in doubt, and then paused.

Ritter, who was watering the flowers, was the first to spot him. Ritter smiled and waved, "Knox."

Hearing Ritter's voice, Aweima and Karan who were talking stopped talking and looked over.

The moment he saw Aweima's face clearly, Knox shuddered all over.

I drop mom!

Miserable, too miserable!

I said why Karan was so calm and not angry anymore, Knox twitched his eyes a little bit unbearably at Aweima's blue and purple face.

Then he glanced at Karan's wrist.

Then he continued to glance at Aweima's face.

hiss--!

Forget it, Knox don't start, looking at his face feels inexplicable pain.

Aweima was so annoyed by the black panther's eyes, she gritted her teeth and smiled: "If you weren't dreaming at night, how could my face be beaten?"

Knox stares at him: Ouch! (If you didn't take me to the trial on purpose, how could I have nightmares?)

Aweima grinned too wide, and the wound on the corner of his mouth made him hiss in pain.

Knox yawned sleepily again.

One person and one leopard stared at each other for a while.

Aweima: "Oh..."

Knox: "Ugh..."

After being tricked by Aweima to watch Karan's trial yesterday, although he reconciled with Karan when he returned home, Knox couldn't help having a very bloody nightmare.

Karan embraced the awakened Knox, comforted him softly, and let Knox scratch blood on his arm in panic, his handsome face was gloomy all night.

Then the next day, Karan took countless servants to confiscate Aweima's wine cellar, and even used a disfiguring punch on Aweima's little face.

It is estimated that Aweima will not be able to go out for a long time.

And Knox is not easy, from falling asleep at night to opening his eyes in the morning, as long as he closes his eyes during the period, there will be a piece of blood.Now he is so sleepy that he walks lightly.

Karan stood up from the chair and squatted beside Knox, his lake-green eyes were distressed, and his beautiful hands slowly stroked Knox's back and chest.

Aweima applied the medicine bag to her face, watching the pair of 'leopard men' get angry.

"I said······"

Karan raised his eyelids lightly and looked over lightly.

"..."

Aweima closed her mouth, put the medicine bag on her face, and waved her hands weakly.

Go, go, go!

leave me alone!

"That's all for today." Karan easily hugged the sleepy yawning Knox in his arms, and said, "I'm going to take Knox to Dr. Vic for psychological counseling."

Facing the bruises on Aweima's face, Karan hugged Knox and said in a victim's tone, "The cost of psychological counseling will be charged to your name."

Aweima: "..."

Karan: "Oh, by the way, the wine you hid in other manors was just taken away by my other three housekeepers."

Aweima: "..."

Callan: "Including that bottle of Maxlero Freire you hid in the wine cabinet under the bed, the only bottle of Frere in the world."

Aweima: "..."

Karan weighed Knox, and carefully hugged the black panther in his arms. Just as he turned to leave, the corners of his expressionless face suddenly turned up, and his lake green eyes narrowed, revealing an aristocratic perfect Another false smile.

"I'll have a good taste of that bottle, bye."

Knox was carried away by Karan, facing Aweima's direction.

At that moment, it seemed that Aweima had faded into a statue.

Oh ~

Still the cracked one.

[The author has something to say: Today is much better, and it will be updated normally, but tomorrow the two texts will be updated together.

Yesterday it was painful to the west, today it was blood loss, and tomorrow it will transition to the stage of continuous blood loss.

Tears]