A book boy, what is the mission
According to Duanmuling's understanding, it is to lay out the paper, grind the ink, and make tea for him in the early morning, and wait for him to come to the study or read a book, or work.
The bookboy in front of me is different.
When he arrived, he, a newly promoted book boy, was rummaging through his things.
Duanmuling felt a headache.
He coughed, and the bookboy seemed startled, and stood up tremblingly.
Duanmuling felt that his patience was rapidly draining.
In fact, since he endured humiliation and took the position of city lord, he forgot what patience looks like.
In this situation, he has killed Ye Ming a hundred times.
There was another trace of sympathy in Ye Ming's eyes.
Duanmuling choked, he really didn't know how he made this bookboy feel pitiful again.
Yet this strange pity had a soothing effect.
Duanmuling thinks that this book boy needs to be trained again, but there is no need to kill him immediately.
So, he sat down, "Laying paper, grinding ink, serving tea, you have to do it every morning, you know?"
Ye Ming's head clicked like a rattle drum.
Duanmuling felt that he should not be too patient, which gave him the illusion that "he is also a good person".
He started working contentedly.
What Ye Ming was looking for was a practice method.
This exercise is in this study, but no one knows its importance.
Later, after the male chairman Tian Wang defeated Duan Muling, he came to this study, and under the halo of the protagonist, he saw this exercise, so he took it as his own without others knowing it.
This exercise can be regarded as an intermediate exercise. It is not very powerful, but it has an effect, which is to stimulate the natural blood.
Xi Tian forgot that he was useless, so he used it to curry favor with women, and sure enough, he seduced a half-human, half-fox witch, and a 419 came.
This time, Ye Ming planned to give it to Duanmuling.
If his blood of the wolf clan is fully awakened, then with Xi Tianwang's fifth-level ability, he cannot be defeated so easily.
He felt guilty when he thought that Duanmu Ling would be abused to the point of being crippled and paraded in the streets.
Moreover, if Duanmu Ling is happy to give him this exercise, maybe he will let him go.
The problem is, it's still an outline now! ! !
Labor and management don't know where the exercises are! ! !
Ye Ming let himself calm down, the author is himself, and the placement of the exercises must not be too clever.
Wait for Duanmu Ling to go out and look for it again, he will definitely find it.
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Duanmuling concentrated on writing a letter. He was in a good mood this morning.
Ye Ming was bored and paid attention to the content of the letter.
The content is really nothing, but the writing is very beautiful.
Duanmuling nodded inwardly.
Look at my son, he was bullied like this when he was a child, he must not be able to learn well, and he can still practice such characters.
Duanmuling felt the strange fluctuations beside him, and turned his head to look at Ye Ming.
He happened to see Ye Min's complacency and admiration that he didn't have time to put away.
Duanmuling gave a jolt.
He worked so hard when he was a child, practicing calligraphy behind his back, and only hoped that his father would look at him appreciatively.
As a result, after experiencing so many disappointments and resentment towards his father, until he killed his father, he actually saw this look on his little book boy's face.
Duanmuling felt that a hard corner of his heart had collapsed.
Duanmu Ling narrowed his eyes, "How old are you?"
Ye Ming was startled, he is twenty-six outside the book, it should be smaller here, "Eighteen."
Duanmuling stopped talking and continued to write letters.
But he was not very attentive anymore, and he faintly hoped that the little book boy would look at him so appreciatively again.
But he didn't get his wish.
Ye Ming's eyes were in a daze, and later they were half-closed as if he was dozing off.
Duanmu Ling was extremely upset.
The city lord is writing, can't you, a little book boy, take a good look at it? ! !
Do you have to sleep? ! !
He shouted, "Wake up!"
Ye Ming opened his eyes in fright.
Seeing Duanmu Ling's angry face, Ye Ming became frightened.
God, will he kill me
This is the city lord known for his brutality! !
Duanmuling was even more upset.
After seeing the snobbery and viciousness of the servants for more than twenty years, he thought that these people deserved their death.
But this little book boy was as afraid of him as everyone else, so he became irritable.
This person should not be afraid of himself. Should... be willing to be close to yourself.
Duanmuling searched for suitable words in his heart.
Duanmuling took a deep breath to calm himself down, this little book boy still needs to be trained, he doesn't need to be killed.
No need to kill for now.
Duanmuling said in a steady voice, "Go to sleep on that reclining chair."
Ye Ming looked at Duanmu Ling's calm face and was moved.
Who said he was cruel, who said he was hopeless!
The attitude of the city lord is simply not too good!
When I was studying and sleeping in class, when did I receive such good treatment, either eating chalk or blackboard eraser.
Did the teacher say, "go to my office to sleep"
The outline must be changed, and we should consider whether to let him be the third hero.
Looking at Ye Ming's moved expression, Duanmu Ling felt an unspeakable satisfaction in his heart.
It just felt right, that's how he should see me.
This little book boy seemed to be able to find something he wanted in him.
It feels very good.
Ye Ming took a nap on the recliner for a while.
Duanmuling began to feel bored.
If the city lord told you to lie down, would you just lie down
You're welcome, do you understand
The city lord hasn't slept yet, so you really fell asleep
Suddenly a slight snoring sounded in his ears.
Duanmuling roared.
You can really go to sleep! !
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Ye Ming didn't know that Duanmuling wanted to practice in the sun because of Mao.
He also didn't know that he was obviously a book boy, so Mao had to accompany him to practice martial arts standing up.
Also not allowed to stand in the shade.
He fell asleep obediently just now for a while, but was caught by Duanmuling.
Who messed with him when he was sleeping? His face was as black as a piece of black coal.
Immediately said that he wanted to practice.
Is your family too poor to afford sparring
Why do you want a book boy to accompany you to suffer
Hero, it's noon, how about noon
And what, how many months? June of the lunar calendar, June ah!
Ye Ming's sweat flowed down like taking a bath.
Duanmuling was also sweating profusely.
He felt like a fool.
If he wanted to bully that kid, why did Mao himself have to take advantage of it
The whole body is wet, how do you practice
Duanmuling took off his shirt.
At the same time, he felt a fiery gaze.
Ye Ming's eyes were straightened.
Broad shoulders, thin and narrow waist, streamlined figure, fat-free chest and abdomen, strong muscles, slender legs...
A set of adjectives rolled through Ye Ming's mind.
The characters in my own pen become real, that is simply not an ordinary satisfaction.
Ye Ming took out the small notebook that he carried with him to take notes, and wrote down the continuous inspiration that appeared in his mind.
Duanmuling felt that he was being taken advantage of.
That's right, it was cheap.
The little book boy in front of him looked at his body without any scruples, and after looking at it, he talked to himself, and then wrote furiously in his little book, and scratched his head from time to time.
It's just too weird.
Duanmuling strode forward, stretched out his long arms, and snatched the small book from Ye Ming's hand.
"Duanmuling pressed the seductive wolf girl under her body, stroking one side of her - beep - with her hand, and put her lips on the other - beep - teasing, the wolf girl couldn't help but - beep - up. His muscles were smooth And the elastic, honey-colored body without a trace of fat, undoubtedly looks like a -beep-like existence to the wolf girl. He took off his clothes, revealing a huge -beep-like waist."
Duanmuling squinted his eyes, his face turned blue and white.
The storm is coming.
Ye Ming was ready to run.
Unfortunately, his little reaction was not enough to watch, Duanmuling grabbed him by the collar, dragged him all the way into the woodshed, and then slammed the door shut and locked it.
"Without my order, no one is allowed to deliver food to him, nor is he allowed to be released. Those who disobey the order will be beaten to death with sticks!"
Duanmu Ling's voice was not ordinary rage.
On the one hand, he was desecrated.
More importantly, on the other hand, he felt pain in his heart.
It is his shame that he has half of the blood of the wolf monster clan, and it is also the talk of the Fenggu City family after dinner.
It is said that he is the lord of the city, but in fact, everyone is just afraid of him, and no one looks down on him.
This Ye Ming dared to write about his love affair with a wolf girl, isn't it just poking at his pain, implying that he is only worthy of having sex with a wolf girl
Simply unforgivable!
In vain he thought he was different from others!
Ye Ming cried, "I don't dare anymore, never dare again!"
My son, Guan Laozi, is struck by lightning!
Duanmuling has gone far.
He had to think about how to deal with this book boy.
Was it disabled and thrown away? Or simply chop it up with a knife and chop it into meat sauce.
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The next morning, Duanmuling came to the woodshed.
He had already forgotten about the little book boy, but when he came to the study early in the morning, he remembered him.
Although the boy spread the paper evenly, ground the ink very carefully, and brewed the tea well, but seeing the boy's respectful but fearful expression made him very disgusted.
Only this Ye Ming could make him feel something close to warmth.
Although it wasn't obvious, he felt that this Ye Ming was at least not afraid of him, and sometimes even a little proud of him.
It made him... have a little sense of belonging and... warmth.
Maybe, he didn't mean that yesterday.
Maybe, he didn't discriminate against him.
Perhaps, he should be given a chance to explain.
Duanmuling hesitated for a long time and opened the door.
The stale air inside made him retch.
Ye Ming's eyes adjusted to the sudden light for a while, and slowly opened them.
In front of him was a handsome man in fancy clothes, frowning and covering his nose.
He burst into tears.
She didn't eat at all, defecated and defecated everywhere, and the ground was wet and hard, so she couldn't sleep.
He's hungry, dirty, and sleepy now.
The culprit was the man in front of him.
Duanmu Ling was angry with Mao yesterday, Ye Ming probably figured it out.
Although you have suffered a lot, you must let the labor and management explain it.
In fact, Ye Ming really wasn't poking at his pain.
He simply felt that this kind of wild chapter with a wolf girl would drive readers crazy.
His unscrupulous behavior finally caused him a big loss.
When Duanmuling looked at the dirty and smelly man in front of him pitifully, he suddenly felt a slight sense of guilt.
He pulled Ye Ming up from the pile of shit and urine, resisting the desire to vomit.
"Why would you write something like that?"
Duanmuling pulled Ye Ming out of the firewood room and took a big breath of fresh air at the same time.
That's something for labor and capital to eat!
This absolutely cannot be said.
"hobby."
Labor and management are really for eating, the hobby is not particularly strong!
"Why the wolf girl?"
Because it's popular.
Can't say either.
Ye Ming covered his face, "I like that one."
Duanmuling looked down with contempt, "It's really disgusting."
I feel relieved in my heart.
In his heart, he was even willing to believe any excuse Ye Ming said.
As long as you don't look down on him.
Ye Ming didn't know what Duanmuling was thinking.
What he thought was, are you a man? Did any man say meat text was disgusting
Duanmuling asked people to prepare bath water and breakfast.
In order to compensate Ye Ming, he even made it very rich.
Ye Ming took a bath contentedly, and after eating a big meal, he finally decided to turn over this page.