"Pfister, don't scare my little thing. Yong Haojun looked warnly at the half-breed man known as Pfister.

"Haha, okay, okay, I don't look at it, it's okay. Pfister smiled, retracted his sharp gaze, and then looked down at the white boy at his feet with a wicked smile and said, "Little Phyllis, don't you want to be the exclusive pet of the Black Emperor?

"Yes, Lord Pfister!" Phyllis, a white boy, got permission, and hurriedly crawled to Yong Haojun's feet on all fours, bowed her head and kissed Yong Haojun's feet, and then looked up at Yong Haojun with admiration and admiration and said, "Lord Black Emperor, please accept me as your exclusive pet." I'll be obedient. ”

Hearing the words of the young Phyllis, He Xianhui, who was held in Yonghaojun's arms, became stiff in an instant, his eyelashes trembled slightly, his eyes were lowered, and he couldn't see his expression clearly.

Yong Haojun felt the change in the little thing in his arms, and chuckled: "Oh, want to be my exclusive pet?"

"Yes. My dream is to be the exclusive pet of the Black Emperor. My lord, I'm clean, I haven't used it yet, I hope you can give it to me for the first time. Pfister said in a light voice.

When he heard Phyllis's "I haven't been used yet", He Xianhui's body trembled slightly, and the hand holding Yonghaojun's clothes tightened unconsciously, but he didn't know it. Compared to a teenager, he was old and unclean. He Xianhui instantly felt inferior and bitter.

Yong Haojun looked down at the little thing in his arms that was frightened, he was in a very happy mood, so he reached out and lifted He Xianhui's chin and let him look at him, only to see that He Xianhui's eyes were already full of mist at this time.

"Would you like to take a pet for you as a companion?" Yong Haojun said as he looked at the satisfied and aggrieved young man.

"All, all listen to the master!" He Xianhui said in a trembling whisper, and after speaking, he lowered his eyes, and a tear had already welled up. I was very aggrieved and unwilling. But he didn't dare to disobey Yong Haojun, he had already betrayed and fled from Yong Haojun's side once, and returned to Yong Haojun's side again, he already knew that he would never get Yong Haojun's gentle treatment like before. It's all his fault, and he's not in a position to say no now!

"You're nice and beautiful, but I'm going to think about it. Let's go back to Lord Pfister. Yong Haojun looked down at the white boy Phyllis and said.

"Yes, Lord Black Emperor. Phyllis said with some disappointment, and then obediently returned to Pfister's side.

Next, what did Yonghao Jun Pfister talk about, He Xianhui had no intention of listening anymore, his mood had fallen to the bottom, and he was sad. Look at what Yong Haojun meant just now, he was going to accept that young man as a pet. And he is no longer Yong Haojun's only pet. He Xianhui leaned on Yonghaojun's arms, his face was ashen, and he was lifeless for a moment.

Yong Haojun felt the emotions of the young man in his arms and frowned. Then he tightened the young man into his arms, bowed his head and kissed his forehead, and soothed him a little. Some things have to wait until the evening.

In the evening, Pfister and the green-eyed Asian-faced MG stayed behind and took the little slave and Yong Haojun to take He Xianhui to have a sumptuous seafood dinner together. During the meal, Yong Haojun let He Xianhui sit on the chair next to him, and did not let him kneel at the master's feet with the two teenagers to dine as usual.

He Xianhui was a little stunned, he didn't understand what Yong Haojun meant, but he still obediently obeyed his orders and sat down to eat.

Pfister and MG both looked at He Xianhui in surprise, then at Yong Haojun with a cold face, raised their eyebrows, glanced at each other, and didn't say anything. Each took a plate and picked out some simple food and put it in front of the young man at his feet, while the two teenagers obediently lay down and began to pick up the food on the plate with their mouths, and began to eat, naturally and enjoying.

When He Xianhui saw the performance of the two teenagers, his hands shook, and the fork in his hand almost fell to the ground, completely stunned!

"Why can't you eat well, and you want me to feed you personally?" Yong Haojun caught the fork and returned it to He Xianhui's hand, and said warmly.

"No, no need, master!" He Xianhui returned to his senses and stammered. His hands shook uncontrollably and tried to cut the food on the plate in front of him, but he obeyed.

"It's spoiled for you. Yong Haojun pulled He Xianhui into his arms, then hugged He Xianhui from behind, held his hand with both hands, cut off the food on He Xianhui's plate, and then fed it to his mouth: "Open your mouth." ”

He Xianhui Mumu's mouth opened, caught the food that Yong Haojun sent into his mouth, and chewed mechanically.

Yong Haojun continued to feed, He Xianhui continued to eat mechanically, but his eyes kept staring at the two slave teenagers who were eating with their mouths on their stomachs, and they were shocked in their hearts!

He used to think that kneeling at Yong Haojun's feet and accepting his feeding was already a very humiliating thing. But now that he saw the two teenagers eating on their stomachs with their mouths, completely treating themselves as animals like puppies, he knew how good Yong Haojun was to himself! Because Yong Haojun had never allowed himself to eat on his stomach like a dog!

"Master!" Yong Haojun came back from the shock, turned his head to look at Yong Haojun who was still feeding himself, tears welled up, and then hugged Yong Haojun, plunged into Yong Haojun's neck and choked up: "Master, I love you!"

Yong Haojun put down the knife and fork, hugged the young man in his arms, and gently patted his back to comfort him.

Pfister and MG watched the interaction between the two, their eyes serious, and they both realized something. Yong Haojun, who was comforting the little thing in his arms, showed a smile that seemed to be a smile.

Yong Haojun glared at the two, lowered his head to wipe the tears of the young man in his arms, and kissed his eyes softly, soothing his emotions.

After eating, everyone followed Yong Haojun to a special room. This room is on the second basement floor of the villa, and He Xianhui never knew that there was such a place on the second basement floor of this villa.

I saw that in this room on the second basement floor, in the middle is a round platform similar to an altar, and on the surrounding walls are abstract oil paintings of men and men, creating the whole space mysterious and sacred.

As soon as Pfister and Mingjug entered the room, they looked at Yong Haojun in shock: "Black Emperor, you won't be what we think, will you?"

"That's what you think. You may be seated, both of you, and you have come today to be witnesses. Yong Haojun said solemnly.

"Little one, you're so lucky!" said MG, looking at He Xianhui. Then he led the young slave and sat down on a chair under the round table. Pfister also gave He Xianhui a friendly look, and then led the young man named Fesli to the chair and sat down.

He Xianhui didn't know why, and was a little inexplicable by the two of them, and turned his head to look at his master.

Yong Haojun untied the neck chain around He Xianhui's neck and put it aside.

"Master!?" was untied from the neck chain that symbolized his identity, which made He Xianhui very panicked. Didn't the master want him?

"Come with me. Yong Haojun took He Xianhui's hand and walked onto the round platform in the middle.

"Kneel!" Yong Haojun said to He Xianhui.

Although He Xianhui was very panicked, he still obediently knelt in front of Yong Haojun.

"Are you willing to be my exclusive slave for the rest of your life, whether your master is rich or poor, or disabled!" asked Yong Haojun solemnly.

"I'm willing!" He Xianhui didn't understand why Yong Haojun did this, but he still looked at Yong Haojun seriously and replied.

"Are you willing to give everything you have to your master, including the wealth you have, your body, your heart, and your soul?" asked Yong Haojun as he looked down at He Xianhui solemnly again, looking like a king, and said with compassion.

"I do!" He Xianhui replied seriously without any hesitation. He didn't have much desire for wealth in the first place, although he was rich. He had already given his body and heart to Yong Haojun, the soul? Maybe he would hesitate before, but after this self-assertive escape, he has clearly realized that without Yong Haojun's master, his soul will be tortured and shattered!

He Xianhui returned without hesitation, making Yong Haojun raise his eyebrows slightly. He didn't expect that He Xianhui, who had always been very stubborn, would reply to himself so happily, and he was very satisfied and happy in his heart.

"Are you willing to follow your master in life and death until your master dies?" Yong Haojun said the last cruel words. Once the master died, the slave was martyred and could no longer live in the world. This is something that ordinary people can't do, because no one wants to follow another person to die.

"I do, master!" He Xianhui's eyes lit up and he replied as if sacrificial. Although he didn't know what was going on, he felt that this answer must be the most correct, and it was also what he thought in his heart.

Hearing He Xianhui's answer, and the excited look on his face, Yong Haojun's heartbeat also accelerated a lot. Taking a deep breath, he held a black whip with an expression* on He Xianhui's shoulder, and said solemnly: "I, your master, the Black Emperor, hereby swear to officially accept you as my only indentured slave in this life. Whether you are rich or poor, whether you are healthy or disabled, I will take good care of you and care for you until I die, and sleep with you!"

He Xianhui was still stunned and did not react. When he heard Yong Haojun say, "Accept you as my only indentured slave in this life", He Xianhui was so shocked that he didn't know how to feel it.

Although I don't know much about the SM circle. But a master can have many slaves at the same time, and he still knows it. Especially, just this afternoon, he was still in the midst of a possibility of sharing Yong Haojun's grief with another teenager at the same time. But at this time, Yong Haojun actually announced that he would be his only slave in this life! This made He Xianhui both surprised and delighted. By the time He Xianhui reacted, Yong Haojun's sworn kiss had ended, and the two Pfisters below were also applauding and whistling enthusiastically to show their blessings.

Yong Haojun took a long box from the side of the round table and opened it, and inside was a set of exquisite gestures made of white gold. Yong Haojun took out the neck chain and brought it to He Xianhui personally, and put a pair of bracelets on his wrist, and put the others away.

"It's very suitable for you!" Yong Haojun said with a smile: "The rest depends on your performance, and I will use it as your reward in the future, and gradually wear it for you." When all the gestures are put on, it means that you have completely achieved my satisfaction. Have faith?"

"Yes!" He Xianhui smiled happily and nodded firmly.

Offstage, the young man looked at the young man on the stage with envy in his eyes, and lowered his head in frustration.

"Faithry, don't be disappointed. You will find the right one for your host. Pfister said.

"Hmm. Thank you, Lord Pfister. The boy smiled reluctantly.

He Xianhui may not know, but they are people who really belong to the SM circle. What Yong Haojun did to He Xianhui just now was a contract ceremony, and the contract ceremony would only be held when the master fell in love with his slave, which was equivalent to a normal marriage ceremony, but it was more sacred and inviolable than the marriage ceremony. For, once the indentured ceremony has been performed, even as a master, he will never betray the slave, nor will he have another slave, and he will have only one slave in this life, who is also his lover.

He Xianhui is the luckiest slave in the world!