In Ling Moxue's independent waiting room.

Xia Guixuan leaned against the door with his arms folded, looking at the scene indoors with a half-smile.

It was just a waiting room, almost as big as a factory building. Hundreds of staff and service robots were coming and going, looking busy. It reminded Xia Guixuan of the busy soldiers he saw in the main cabin of the battleship at that time.

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However they only serve one person.

You must know that Little Fox's company only has about a hundred real people, and most of the jobs are robots. There are hundreds of makeup artists, costumers, agents, assistants, and bodyguards who serve Ling Moxue here, not counting the people who work outside to adjust lights.

Wait for the field staff and coordinators.

Ridiculously busy.

All kinds of performance costumes are also ridiculously expensive.

Ling Moxue was leaning on the recliner with her eyes slightly closed, and several female makeup artists were surrounding her, carefully applying makeup to her.

There was even someone who knelt in front of her and painted her toenail polish.

I don’t know whether he kneeled down deliberately to flatter me, or whether he did it unconsciously to facilitate the application of toenail polish.

In short, Ling Moxue today is more worthy of others' flattery.

In fact, Xia Guixuan could see that Ling Moxue didn't enjoy this kind of luxury too much now.

Maybe I enjoyed it a lot and had this vanity in the past. But now that I am practicing swordsmanship, my pursuit of the Tao is no longer the same. This kind of ostentation will hinder my swordsmanship, and it will naturally subside, and my mind will gradually calm down.

Therefore, her expression was always quite cold, which made others think that the princess was dissatisfied and even more trembling.

But Ling Moxue can't help it. He was so awesome before, but if he suddenly changes to be simple and self-disciplined, it will make people feel that he is trying to attract people's hearts with his grandfather's background as the head of state. Maybe he will be praised tomorrow.

Emperor rumors have come out. If you want to change, you don't have to change it all at once. You have to change it slowly and gradually reduce it. In fact, it is better not to change it, which is a kind of self-defeat.

In addition, there is also a kind of mentality that I don’t know if it is considered abnormal...

The more you kneel down and bow your head in front of your master, the more you want to be superior in front of others and despise everything.

On the contrary, the more you stand high in front of others and then bow before your master, the more your mentality becomes a kind of surrender that only belongs to the strong.

I feel stimulated, and I believe the owner will too.

Seeing the owner's half-smiling expression, everyone must have thought of going together.

Thinking of this, Ling Moxue's half-closed eyes flashed with charm.

"Hey, Captain Xia, who told you to stand in here? Get out." A field manager stood in front of him with his arms akimbo: "Didn't you see that there are all girls in here? We, Mo Xue, have to change clothes later.

What does it mean for you, a grown man, to be here?"

Ling Moxue secretly glanced over and thought to herself who this was. It was hard to decide whether this was considered a suicide or an assist...

Xia Guixuan smiled half-heartedly: "I'm here to talk about a special stage. After much thought, I'm not interested in standing on the stage and singing for people to listen to. I'd better forget it. I came here to inform Mr. Ling."

The man's expression even changed: "What qualifications do you have to refuse..."

Before she finished speaking, Ling Moxue interrupted lightly: "Okay, if you don't want to participate, don't participate."

"Mr. Ling promoted you, you really don't know how to praise me." The manager turned to look at Ling Moxue, and immediately bowed a little: "Mr. Ling, should you let him go out..."

Ling Moxue nodded: "Get out."

The manager immediately pointed at Xia Guixuan: "Did you hear that?"

Ling Moxue's voice came from behind again: "I'm talking about you, all go out, Captain Xia stays, let's talk."

The manager was stunned: "Mr. Ling, this..."

The makeup artist was also trembling: "Mr. Ling, this makeup is not done yet..."

Ling Moxue made a serious face, and the temperature of the entire waiting room dropped sharply: "Get out."

Everyone did not dare to disobey and cautiously withdrew. In the blink of an eye, the large room with hundreds of people was empty, leaving only mirrors everywhere, reflecting the strange expressions of a man and a woman.

Ling Moxue was still half-leaning on the makeup chair, but she didn't even get up to "say hello to the owner."

Xia Guixuan walked forward with a smile but not a smile, and picked up a makeup pen in his hand: "Do you want me to finish the makeup on the princess's forehead?"

Ling Moxue hid the charm in her eyes and said forcefully: "Captain Xia also knows makeup?"

Xia Guixuan looked at the probe in the corner of the room and said with a smile: "I understand a little bit."

"Then try to draw one. It looks good and will be rewarded."

"What reward?"

"Do you have any part in bargaining?"

Xia Guixuan's smile spread more and more, and he really possessed her and applied makeup carefully on her.

Ling Moxue opened her half-closed eyes, looked at him carefully, and said: "Wouldn't it cover the probe?"

Xia Guixuan smiled: "No need now. It's normal for Captain Xia to serve the princess for a while..."

Ling Moxue bit her lower lip.

What is the excitement of this affair...

And it's actually a little sweet.

Ling Moxue knew that she was broken, she had already been broken.

She even knew clearly what her master was drawing... Her slave pattern was about to be displayed in front of everyone, but she actually thought about it to make it more exciting.

Not long after, a strange pink texture appeared on my forehead. No one knew what it meant, but it looked pretty...

Ling Moxue's breathing started to become a little messy.

The "texture" from the hands of immortals and gods is not a simple painting, it is a talisman.

After forming, it will take effect automatically.

The real kind of utility, surrender, desire, excitement, and thousands of thoughts come to you.

Ling Moxue couldn't bear it and used her spiritual thoughts to destroy the probe and recording.

"Master... don't torture me anymore..."

"How dare you, you are obviously the princess and I am the subordinate."

"without……"

Xia Guixuan's fingers slowly moved down from her forehead and passed over her delicate cheeks: "You gave Yin Xiaoru's car your ID card. Isn't that a declaration of sovereignty?"

Ling Moxue bit her lower lip and said nothing.

Of course, it is not only a provocation to declare sovereignty, but also an intentional act knowing that it will be punished.

Looking for punishment.

Gongsun Jiu proposed to help him marry Yan Wuyue. He didn't dare to do such a thing, it would kill someone. But for such a minor "offense", the punishment in exchange would only be an interaction between the master and the slave girl.

Maybe it's still a reward...

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"Being a princess means your wings have become stronger..." Xia Guixuan's fingers continued to move down, reaching her snow-white neck.

Ling Moxue raised her head slightly, and used it to lift up the high collar of her performance clothes, and gasped: "Slave... I am wrong, I will change the brand tomorrow..."

"Is this the end?"

"Master, please punish..."

Following the words, a collar appeared around his neck.

Ling Moxue's heart skipped a beat.

"Isn't it...a bit too big?"

Xia Guixuan smiled: "Do you have any part in bargaining?"

"..." This worldly reward comes so quickly.

"If you have to decide how to punish me, should it be a punishment or a reward?"

Ling Moxue gasped even harder.

Imagine the elegant and luxurious stage costumes, the sparkling stage where everyone is cheering, and the dazzling appearance of the princess, the head of state who is respected by people... The actual forehead is a slave pattern, and the inner part is a necklace.

Ling Moxue felt that she was too weak to stand up.

"Are you about to appear?" Xia Guixuan suddenly asked.

Ling Moxue looked at the time: "There are still ten minutes. Well..." She bit her lower lip: "It seems that there is no time."

Xia Guixuan smiled: "That's good, you get up first."

Ling Moxue's mind was still a little confused, and she stood up from the recliner in a daze, confused for a moment.

Just listen to Xia Guixuan leisurely say: "Ten minutes, just punishment but no reward."

Ling Moxue's expression was extremely strange.

Actually, asking for punishment is just a kind of... a little flirtation with the master, a little fun.

The purpose has been achieved.

Then your punishment means that you are neither above nor below, so who should be punished? Should you punish me or yourself?

Before she had time to think about it, the neck rope was gently pulled. The dressed-up princess looked at the man with a look of resentment and annoyance, and slowly knelt down according to the force. Her graceful long skirt rippled on the ground, like a deep lake.
Chapter completed!