I wanted to open my mouth to ask Ling Yun and Frank, who was smiling honestly on the side, but he was a little embarrassed, Ling Yun obviously knew what Mo Ran meant, but he didn't point it out directly like Mo Ran, this was definitely intentional!

However, he racked his brains, and he really didn't know why Mo Ran did this, he summed up all the differences between himself and others, but he couldn't find a suitable explanation, why did Mo Ran call him over today, and what did he want to do?

Seeing that William was about to tear off his hair, Ling Yun was no longer embarrassed for him, he was not Mo Ran, after all, William would have to take over some of the rookie training tasks he now had in the future, and he had to make him understand his mission in order for him to have a direction to strive for. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Don't think nonsense, I want to see this, it's Mo Ran who is ready to use you. Ling Yun said with a smile, and walked away after speaking.

William's footsteps stopped unconsciously.

What do you mean? Didn't he work before?

The educational concepts and expression sequences received by the two sides were different, and Ling Yun's words made William unable to understand for a while.

After thinking about it for a while, he didn't understand, but he was even more confused than before, and as soon as William looked up and saw that Ling Yun and Frank were about to disappear from his sight, he hurriedly raised his steps and chased after him.

"Wait, what do you mean?"

Ling Yun, who was walking happily in front of him, almost didn't sit on the ground, thinking that this guy was about to think about it, and his feelings were not yet clear, and his understanding ability was too poor, how could Mo Ran choose him?

In the study, Mo Ran was lying on the chair thinking about things, one of the three female slaves bought for Zhou Xiaoyi was massaging Mo Ran, this work should have been done by Zhou Xiaoyi, but unfortunately, she is lying on the bed now, let alone serving Mo Ran, it is almost the same if Mo Ran is going to serve her.

The female slave is not very old, about twenty years old, and her slightly waxy face is quite delicate, at this time she is concentrating on serving Mo Ran, although she has not seen Mo Ran a few times, but they still know that this person is their real master, and even the hostess they serve on weekdays has an extremely low status in front of this man, let alone them?

The gap is not a little bit, and they don't expect any good treatment, just don't provoke these people they can't afford to mess with.

But fortunately, although Mo Ran seemed to have some meaning of not entering, he didn't embarrass them, just do what they had to do, just like the hostess who has a good temper and personality here, and she won't specifically ask them to do anything.

The owner of this master, like their hostess, is very peaceful, and if she hadn't asked for it, she probably wouldn't have asked for a massage for him.

Yasli stole her leisure to look at Mo Ran, who was frowning lightly, with a standard oriental face, she couldn't tell her specific age, and even if she could see it, she didn't dare to believe that her judgment was right.

After all, he had so many people working for him at such a young age, and he had been here for so long, and they had learned a little bit about hearsay, the leader was purely self-made, and it didn't take long to go from nothing to the point where he was now, and that was really a miracle!

If possible, they would love to know this wonderful story, but they also know that everyone has a story behind them, and some of them are not necessarily good things even if they understand them, and their identity and status are here, and even if they do, it is just a little more gossip in private.

Even in their humble status, they are all people with stories, not to mention the leader who single-handedly created this team?

Yasli, who was 'scrutinizing' Mo Ran, stopped her hand suddenly, because she saw that Mo Ran had opened her eyes and was staring at her face at this time.

The feeling of being watched by a young, strong, smelly man who is in charge of her own destiny is very complicated, her heart is scared and apprehensive, but there is also a little expectation, even she herself can't tell what kind of feeling it is, and she can't express what kind of result she wants.

The hand stopped, Yasli lowered her head like a child who had done something wrong, her hands hinged together, and even a little sweat stretched out between her slender fingers.

Compared to that glimmer of expectation, which is almost hidden, fear is proportional, and much greater.

She took the initiative to ask for a massage for Mo Ran, not hoping to please Mo Ran, or to say that something would happen, sacrificing some aspect of herself in order to obtain good living conditions, if possible, just like their hostess.

She just didn't want her master's owner to feel lazy and useless, and showed that her mind occupied the vast majority.

But it didn't seem to be a good thing to do so, because she could see it clearly, and Mo Ran's brows gradually furrowed.

This made her heart more and more frightened, she hadn't experienced much at her age, and this was the first time to serve this master at close range, although she had some understanding before, but it was just some rumors, and there were various theories, and they didn't know which one was the real Mo Ran.

She wasn't sure if she had made Mo Ran feel uncomfortable just now, and if that was the case, then she didn't know what Mo Ran would do with her.

The identities are different, and what you think and think is completely different directions. If she were replaced by Zhou Xiaoyi at this time, Zhou Xiaoyi would definitely not have the idea she has now, after all, no matter how big she is, she will be destroyed by him, and his punishment for her does not seem to have escaped this range.

Mo Ran is in a good mood, she wants to 'sleep'.

Mo Ran is in a bad mood, she wants to be a venting tool.

Anyway, the relationship between the two of them will never be separated from the word 'sex', and pure can't be more pure.

Just when Yasli was so nervous that her little hands couldn't help but tremble slightly, Mo Ran finally spoke: "Your technique is very jerky, and your strength is too small, forget it, let's change someone." ”

As soon as I heard this, Yasli almost collapsed, she had half killed herself before, but she didn't expect it to be like this, she said it earlier, what is it deep!

Of course, these words flashed in her mind, and she didn't dare to have the slightest opinion.

"No, no, no, I can, I'm afraid you'll feel pain, so I didn't dare to try too hard, and please give me another chance." ”