As if he was telling me, as if he was convinced, Mo smiled like a shattered smile.


    Originally, she was the proud daughter of heaven, and she had become a shameless toy in front of me.


    Haha, the scumbag won a big victory.


    The corners of my mouth were raised, and endless satisfaction emerged from the bottom of my heart.


    Just like expressing rewards to my beloved pet, I touched Mo''s head.


    "Next time...dance for me."


    "Young Master."


    The jas that fell into my thing, left two lines of tears that seemed to be repentance and joy on the bright pink surface.


    Although she was crying, her expression seemed to be relieved. Her eyebrows and eyes, full of spring, released light to me, and her delicate roar hummed with a charming gentle moan.


    "Mo."


    "Young Master."


    "Um."


    "Mo is really happy. When I think of becoming the toy of the man I look down on the most, and when I think of becoming the thing that I hate the most, I am so happy..."


    As she told me in a fascination, the expression of sorrow and regret flashed across Mo''s face, and her face was once again filled with pink depravity.


    Seeing her appearance, endless pleasure also arose from my heart.


    I touched her head like caressing a pet.


    "Then, Mo, leave everything you have and go with me."


    "It''s... Mo will dance for the young master in his life."


    The flames in her eyes gradually faded and turned into endless void.


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    Why, I''m so lucky.


    Sometimes, I feel uneasy about my overly dreamy luck, and even worry that my luck will be overdrawn, right?


    However, when I was in the carriage when I went back, whenever I saw Mo sitting quietly in Yiran and her spiritless and well-behaved expression, I felt that my whole body was swallowed by the excited flames.


    "Mo."


    "Owner…"


    But... maybe I was not good at practicing, and I was a little ignorant of the importance of the move... After hitting this move, she seemed to become a little stupid, with almost no thoughts of her own, and could only become a passive puppet. But I don''t care, even the beautiful vase I like.


    And the days of travel have become interesting because of the warm and fragrant jas.


    —I was indeed overwhelmed by luck.


    Because everything went too smoothly, I forgot how much sensation it would cause to bring back home with someone of unknown origin.


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