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He Just Loves Being Spanked
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"Feng Yu, do you know your mistake?"
I held the whip, striking him again and again.
He turned his head to the side, gasping for breath, his jawline hard and his muscles tense, exuding a wild and untamed ferocity.
Like a beast, he was rebellious and unyielding.
Even bound by ropes and forced to kneel on the ground, the fierce spirit in his brows could not be extinguished.
It was as if once the ropes were undone, he would immediately rise up in defiance.
"Feng Yu, do you know your mistake?"
I asked from above, but he stared at me fiercely, saying nothing.
I let out a cold laugh: "Fine, you can kneel there and reflect."
I stood up and walked into the inner chamber.
The luxurious dress brushed against the floor, like a vibrant scene that quickly faded away.
Feng Yu watched my retreating figure, his dark eyes flickering for a moment before he closed them, lost in thought.
In the bedroom, I leaned against the soft couch, holding a book in my jade-like hands, quietly flipping through its pages.
"Miss, Young Master Xie is still kneeling outside..."
The maid entered and reported softly.
"Mm."
I replied lightly without saying more.
The maid dared not speak further and quietly withdrew.
I lowered my head, my gaze fixed on the pages of the book, but my thoughts wandered elsewhere.
"Miss, it's time for you to take your medicine."
The maid entered with a bowl of herbal soup and said gently.
"Just leave it there."
I glanced up and said indifferently, "Yes."
The maid respectfully set down the medicine bowl and quietly withdrew.
I put down the book, picked up the medicine bowl, and drank it all in one go.
The bitter taste spread across my tongue, and I frowned slightly before putting down the bowl.
This medicine is truly bitter.
But if it can cure me, I must drink it no matter how bitter it is.
I took a deep breath, suppressing the bitterness churning in my stomach, and continued to flip through the book.
I don't know how long it had been, but my vision gradually blurred, and I unknowingly fell into a deep sleep.
"Miss, Miss..."
The maid's voice rang out, waking me up.
I opened my eyes, feeling dazed for a moment before regaining clarity.
"What is it?" I asked as I sat up.
"Miss, Young Master Xie is still kneeling outside; he has been kneeling for three hours..." the maid reminded me softly.
"Oh." I replied casually, "Let him continue kneeling."
"Yes." The maid responded and withdrew.
I yawned and lay back down on the soft couch, preparing to continue sleeping.
However, after tossing and turning for a long time, I still found it hard to fall asleep.
Feng Yu...
Feng Yu...
His cold face kept appearing in my mind, refusing to fade away.
I took a deep breath, suddenly sitting up and striding out.
My name is Cai Moyu, a resident of the capital.
Feng Yu was something I had bought.
Before meeting Feng Yu, I had always thought that all men were as gentle and courteous as my father and brothers.
It wasn't until I saw Feng Yu that I realized men could also be so cold and handsome, like a sculpture.
Especially those pitch-black eyes, resembling deep black water, shimmering with an enchanting luster.
Unfortunately, his expression was always so grim, devoid of any emotion.
No matter how much I teased him, he remained unmoved.
This left me feeling quite embarrassed.
So, I sent someone to investigate his background.
It turned out that he came from a poor family; his mother was seriously ill and could not afford treatment, relying solely on hunting for survival.
As for me, I am the Young Lady of the Cai Residence, wealthy beyond measure and powerful in the region.
I could use money to make him comply.
Thus, I found him.
"Be my servant, and I'll take care of you and your mother," I said arrogantly as I looked at him.
He stared at me coldly, saying nothing.
I expected him to kneel and thank me like others did before accepting my offer.
However, he did not.
He merely looked at me with a frosty gaze, as if he were staring at an enemy.
I frowned in displeasure: "What's wrong? Are you unwilling?"
He remained silent.
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