At this time, Xiao Jin happened to come back from his own room just after changing clothes, and after seeing Xiao Monet like this, he came over curiously. Xiao Chuchu also followed his gaze and looked at Xiao Monet.

As a result, I saw him sneaking and slipping there and struggling.

Xiao Chuchu raised his eyebrows slightly, raised his legs, and stepped on his shoulder!

In this way, he sat directly on the stool full of mechanisms as if he had fallen into the abyss!

The moment he sat down, Xiao Monet almost exclaimed, but at the last moment, he bit his lower lip and sat on it with his face puffed.

This stool was also seen by others for the first time, especially after seeing Xiao Monet sit on it, it was more painful than just now, the whole person was trembling violently, and even his cheeks were shaking, but Xiao Chuchu also stepped on his shoulder without any pity.

Everyone pretended not to see anything and continued to watch the song and dance.

The people who come here to dance today are all young people from Kyoto's famous music workshop, all of them are good-looking, and they are also very sultry.

They didn't care what was going on at the table, they just had to make everyone in the room happy.

Gradually, everyone was attracted by the musicians on the field, and forgot about Xiao Monet, who was still being tortured here.

This torture chair is a secret secret hidden mechanism chair from the Western Regions, the protruding part in the middle can be pounded up and down, and the steel balls around it will continue to pop out with force, and each blow is like a military stick smashing on the buttocks.

Coupled with the bulge in the middle, which almost smashed into his clothes, he was already in pain and covered in cold sweat.

Now, only Xiao Chuchu is concerned about the fact that he is being tortured.

Xiao Chuchu's feet were still on his shoulders, and he asked him in ventriloquism, "Do you know your mistake?" ”

Xiao Monet heard it, and his body didn't dare to move at all, but he still nodded his head slightly.

Xiao Chuchu saw that he knew that he was wrong, so he hurriedly put his leg down, leaned into his ear, first exhaled, and then whispered in his ear: "What's wrong?" ”

Xiao Monet replied tearfully: "I, I shouldn't... With them.... Say those...."

Xiao Chuchu squinted her eyes and pressed her hand on his shoulder, her strength was great, this time, Xiao Monet's tears came out, and he shook his legs and said: "Wife, wife, slave, slave wants to go to the toilet..."

Xiao Chuchu hooked his lips, looked at his legs and said, "Let's hold back a stick of incense... ”

When Xiao Monet heard this, his face turned blue, and he tried hard to hold back so that he didn't cry on the spot.

And Xiao Chuchu looked at him like this, just hooked his lips, looked at the stool again, and secretly stepped on a mechanism, and the movement of the stool was even greater, Xiao Monet couldn't help it at all this time, the whole person shook with the stool, his body trembled, but his face was full of tears, and his throat was not choked, and it seemed that he had suffered a lot.

After a few minutes like this, Xiao Chuchu pulled him up and let him sit on the other half of his chair.

But he couldn't sit still at all, his red eyes sobbed from time to time, and he could only half-lean on Xiao Chuchu's shoulder.

This kind of Xiao Monet is Xiao Chuchu's ultimate goal.

He rubbed his wound twice vigorously, causing his whole body to shrink into her arms, and then she whispered: "Be a waiter.... You have to be like a waiter.... What do you always do every day? A little softer, a softer, a little more well-behaved, and one less sin..."

Xiao Monet nodded with red eyes, as well-behaved as a rabbit.

And at this time, Xiao Chuchu couldn't hold back any longer, and directly picked him up, and carried him directly to the apse was a rectification.

And this time, Xiao Monet is really much more active and obedient than before.

Xiao Chuchu exclaimed several times, this chair is really a good chair for trainers!