Xiao Lang came back to his senses, without any expression on his indifferent face. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Turn on the TV."

"Yes!"

Dickson turned on the TV hanging on the wall of his study, and the picture flickered, revealing an old man in his fifties.

He sat at a large desk, wearing a white shirt and black waistcoat.

He is Xiao Lang's father, Xiao Zibin.

Xiao Zibin leaned on the leather swivel chair, holding a cigar between his fingers, and his face full of vicissitudes was cold and expressionless.

A pair of eagle eyes are sharp and cold, like a knife, so sharp that people dare not look at it directly.

Xiao Lang stood respectfully in front of the TV and bowed down respectfully at 90 degrees: "Father, what instructions do you have?" ”

"Xiao Lang, you did something wrong, don't you know?" Xiao Zibin asked coldly.

Xiao Lang's eyes flashed, and his face was a little worse.

He didn't straighten up: "Father, I know I'm not going according to plan. Please give me a little more time, and I will promise to complete the task next time. ”

The man in the picture raised his eyes slightly, and his eyes were sharper.

"Why don't you listen to Dr. Song, why don't you let that girl regain her memory?"

"......" Xiao Lang still maintained a ninety-degree bending posture, he pursed his lips and didn't defend himself.

At this time, all justifications are useless.

"Father, I won't next time."

"Xiao Lang, you know what? You've wasted a lot of my time. ”

"I'm sorry ......"

"We've been preparing for so many years, and now we can't afford to fall short. Xiao Lang, you remember to me, you can't be emotional at any time! Xiao Zibin's voice was faint, but it inexplicably gave people a feeling of suffocation and danger.

Xiao Lang said in a low voice: "I know." ”

"Alright, I'll give you another chance. Go and learn a lesson, and don't be confused next time. After Xiao Zibin finished speaking, he turned off the video conversation.

Xiao Lang straightened up, pursed his lips, and raised his hand to unbutton his shirt.

His slender fingers slowly unbuttoned him, then took off his shirt and threw it on the floor, revealing his sturdy wheat-colored upper body.

"Go get the whip." He knelt down and said lightly to Dickson behind him.

"Young Master......"

"You want to disobey orders?" Xiao Lang's voice still didn't fluctuate.

"Yes!" Dickson turned and fetched the whip.

The whip is made of cowhide and can be wrapped around the hand several times and is very strong.

Dickson held the handle of the whip and stood behind him, looking at the faint, criss-crossing whip marks on his back, hesitating to move.

Xiao Lang lowered his eyes and said lightly: "One hundred." ”

"Young Master, it's too much!"

"Let's fight!" Without a hundred strokes, the father will not be satisfied.

This time, he disobeyed his father's order and prevented Jiang Yufei from recovering his memory, which had already angered his father.

If he doesn't give a hundred strokes, how can he make his father angry......

If my father hadn't been angry, he wouldn't have left these things to him to do, he would have sent someone else.

Others will not have the slightest mercy towards Jiang Yufei.

In order to do his best to protect Jiang Yufei, he could only grit his teeth and suffer this hundred blows......

"Don't grind, hurry up and get started!" Xiao Lang spoke in a deep voice.

Seeing that he insisted, Di Sheng had no choice but to raise the whip and whip it hard!

"Bang-bang-"

The sound of the whip echoed through the study, and it was terrifying and chilling to hear.

However, the sound insulation of the study is very good, and people outside will not hear the sound inside.