Syllable!

A crisp popping sound suddenly rang out, slightly different from the expected kissing chirp.

Three minutes later, Eugen was on his knees, his hands behind his head, shivering like a thief caught by the police.

His originally well-defined, rather handsome left side of his face had a distinct light red slap print. The slap looked a little slim and only covered the area above Eugen's cheeks to near his lips.

Eugen's eyes still had some tears in his eyes, but in order to preserve the last vestiges of dignity, he held back not to shed tears of humiliation.

"Do you know it's wrong?" A majestic queen-like voice sounded beside Eugen.

Eugen's body trembled slightly when he heard this, and he whispered, "Hmm, hmm, I know." Because of the swollen lips, Eugen spoke a little slurred.

"Do you dare next time?" The place where the voice sounded this time was closer to Eugen.

"No, I don't dare." Eugen said without dignity that being a pervert to do his part is a shame in the pervert world.

Finally, the man walked up to Eugen, and it was the murderous and terrible Miss Cat. Yes, at this moment Miss Cat has become synonymous with murder and horror in the eyes of Eugen.

Miss Cat stretched out her hand and pinched Eugen's chin, slowly raised his head, and said with a smile like a little witch on her face: "Tut-tut, tell me about you, why can't you learn to be kissed?" I didn't bring a gift, I won't blame you, won't you just make up for it next time? ”

Eugen wanted to cry, and he said in his heart, didn't you seem to blame me just now? I'm afraid that if I say I didn't bring it, I will be hacked to death by you. Even if you force a kiss, you forced it.

After shaking the pot quite scoundrelly, Eugen still whispered: "Well, next time make up for it, next time make up for it." ”

In fact, what he thought in his heart was: Next time I am a ghost, I will never come to you again, a witch, and if anyone marries you in the future, I am afraid that I will be bullied for the rest of my life.

"Well, that's good, at least it's good to admit mistakes. So let's talk about reparations. Miss Cat moved a chair to the opposite side of Eugen, and said with Erlang's legs crossed in a queenly style.

When Eugen saw Miss Cat like this, he thought that she had a conscience and wanted to make up for herself, so he stood up and said with a smile: "Hehe, no need." This time it's really my fault first, you don't have to make up for me, if it's okay, I'll go first. ”

"Give me back!" Miss Cat suddenly scolded in a cold voice, and the air around her seemed to suddenly become twenty degrees colder. Eugen's legs went limp, and he knelt down in front of Miss Cat again.

"Whoever said that I would compensate you was for your mental damages. Now you are to sign a contract with me, and you are to write everything you owe me. As she spoke, Miss Cat took a piece of paper from the side and began to write and draw on it.

That day, Eugen finally remembered the fear of being dominated by powerlessness for a time, and the humiliation that came with that fear.

He couldn't have imagined that a girl in the eighteenth-century court would be so strong in combat. It stands to reason that a lady like them was suddenly attacked by a pervert, shouldn't she be obedient and dare not move?

Even the other party even knew such a thing as mental damage, if it weren't for the distinct mark of the times in the other party's way of thinking, Eugen would have suspected that she was also a person who had traveled from the twenty-first century.

All in all, he is now a fish on the board, and people can cut it however they want.

After a few moments, Miss Cat finally finished. She flicked the pen and paper in front of Eugen, and said non-negotiably, "Now, sign your name." ”

Eugen got the contract prepared by Miss Cat and was stunned after a casual glance. I saw that there were about a dozen clauses densely written on it, and each of them could be called a loss of power and humiliation of the country. For example, there is one that Eugen can't resist any decision made by Miss Cat, and another is even more excessive, and Miss Cat can just hit Eugen when she is angry.

It's no exaggeration to say that even the slave contract is not so perverted. If this contract is signed, Eugen will be completely toyed with by her.

However, he didn't have any intention of resisting, and took Miss Cat's pen, and with a stroke of his pen, Eugen wrote his nickname on the contract: Alaska Husky.

Miss Cat took the contract and looked at the name, but she didn't object, just looked at Eugen with a wicked smile, and then put the contract away.

Eugen couldn't help but feel a pang when he saw this smile, but he couldn't think of anything wrong.

In fact, Miss Cat doesn't care if he signs his name or not, and the contract itself has no formal effect. The real effect of the contract is that the relationship between Eugen and Miss Cat changes from the moment he signs the contract.

Miss Cat doesn't need this contract to be known to outsiders, she just needs that between the two of them, this contract can take effect.

After the contract was signed, Miss Cat's attitude changed abruptly. She trotted to take out a vial of ointment from the side, crouched down to Eugen's side and carefully wiped the ointment for Eugen.

Feeling Miss Cat's slender little hands sliding around her face, Eugen couldn't help but feel a little fluttering. However, he still looked at Miss Cat with a suspicious expression, and always felt that she was not well-intentioned.

"It doesn't hurt, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have tried so hard." Miss Cat looked pitiful, and her voice was even gentler than the spring breeze.

Eugen finally let go of his doubts, he is a man after all, and it is not his style to care about minor illnesses and pains.

He knew that after this incident, he might have lost something invisibly. But Eugen didn't care, in fact, as early as the moment he saw Miss Cat, he had already lost completely.

Then, Miss Cat helped Eugen up and sat down on the large bed in the room. Then, like a maid, he graciously brought a fruit bowl to Eugen, and at the same time took a chess piece and put it on the bed.

"Alaska, let's play chess, and every time we lose, we have to do one thing for each other." Miss Cat was in high spirits.

"But I don't know how to play chess." There's obviously a trap here, and Eugen certainly won't jump into it.

"It's okay, I'll call you, you'll learn it soon." With that, Miss Cat had already set up the chessboard.

Eugen knew that he couldn't escape being pitted, so he said helplessly: "Okay, then I'll learn and sell now, I hope I don't lose too badly." ”

The sun shines through the skylight on the bed, and Eugen sweats profusely, and Maria is overjoyed. This scene is extraordinarily harmonious.