Wow, I want to cry.
Oushiya carefully looked at Mr. King’s expression, afraid that he would overturn the glass bowl.
At this moment, a small milk cat ran in from outside the villa. It circled around the corner of the table, as if it was begging for food.
Mr. King directly put the glass bowl in front of it, “Eat.”
The little milk cat heard his gloomy voice, and immediately dropped her head to eat fish.
Wow, it’s delicious. There is no fish bone yet, although the host is a little bad!
“!!!” Oushiya stood still.
Her painstaking fish bones were eaten by a cat with such relish. So Mr. King had this idea at the beginning?
Oushiya bit her lip and suddenly wanted to explode in situ.
Antaotao was also confused by a series of actions by Mr. King. He cut fish bones and gave them to Milk Meow. Thanks to Mr. King’s imagination, she wondered whether Oushiya was really invited to be a guest?
She couldn’t help looking at Oushiya, and found that Oushiya’s face was twisted at the moment, as if she was about to burst out.
Just pick a fish bone, so soon can’t help it?
Antaotao suddenly feels that Oushiya is here to make fun.
After dinner, Oushiya thought she could rest, but at this time, Aunt Chen suddenly brought a plate of walnuts as big as a fist. Each walnut was round and lovely, and there was a long seam in the middle for peeling.
Oushiya took a look at the walnut in the plate and thought it was a snack after dinner, but Mr. King’s next sentence put her into the abyss.
“Peel it, use your hand.” Mr. King pointed to the walnut in front of him, and gave orders with no expression.
Oushiya just felt dizzy. There were almost twenty walnuts in the plate, all of which had to be peeled by hand?
“All?” Oushiya bit her lip and looked at him with pitiful eyes.
Mr. King didn’t see her expression, and his voice was cold, “All.”
Oushiya frowned again, “Can only use hands, not tools?”
Mr. King glanced at her, which seemed to say that she talked too much.
Oushiya shrank her neck in fear. Under Mr. King’s cannibal gaze, she was forced to pick up a walnut and peel it with her bare hands.
Wow, the shell of the walnut is so hard. Her hands are so delicate. A fragment of the walnut shell gets stuck in her fingernail. She bares her teeth in pain and tears are coming out.
Mr. King didn’t show mercy at all. He looked at Oushiya like a slave.
An Taotao, sitting on one side, stared at the dog.
What kind of guest is this? It’s obviously to find a slave.
Even if she was a slave, she could not be allowed to shell with her bare hands.
Antaotao suddenly felt that Oushiya might have offended Mr. King, so Mr. King tried to torture her.
How can I say? I feel pitiful
Seeing that An Taotao had been staring at that plate of walnuts, Mr. King reached out and rubbed her hair gently, saying, “Don’t worry, you can eat it after she peels it.”
It’s really a slave.
After hearing this, Oushiya was so angry that she almost vomited blood. She worked hard to peel walnuts for this woman to eat?
Wow, it seems like a strike.
At the end of peeling, Oushiya’s ten fingernails were red, and there was a blood bead in the nail seam, which looked pitiful. Oushiya felt more and more that she was invited to be a slave.
be a guest?
Does not exist!
At the end, Mr. King looked at the pitted and bloodstained walnuts she had peeled. He didn’t eat any of them, so he took out the tools to open walnuts.
After peeling one after another, Mr. King put them on a plate and brought them to An Taotao, saying, “Eat.”
Antaotao looked at Oushiya several times sympathetically in silence. Under Oushiya’s unfocused eyes, she picked up the peeled walnuts and ate them.
Oushiya feels aggrieved and wants to cry.
It’s obvious that she has tools to peel with her bare hands. The rich are really bad guys!
Finally, it was time for dinner. Oushiya, like a released criminal, wanted to rush to the guest room directly, but her human facilities could not collapse. She could only maintain her iceberg face and walked towards the guest room step by step.
Mr. King’s voice came from behind.
Oushiya’s body was stiff, and she couldn’t help looking at Mr. King. What would she do again?
Antaotao can’t help looking at Mr. King. Does he want to do something?
Mr. King stared at Oushiya expressionless and said, “Sort it out.”
Then, Mr. King gave Oushiya a storybook. The storybook has hundreds of thick pages and thousands of stories, each of which is worth tasting carefully.
When Oushiya took over the storybook, the whole person was confused.
Let her sort it out? Hundreds of thick pages for her to sort out?
Oushiya looked at Mr. King in disbelief and asked, “Mr. King, do you want me to start sorting tonight?”
“Everything is in order.” Mr. King said loudly, with no pity.
Oushiya just felt black and almost fainted.
Hundreds of pages of story books, let her sort them out?
It is obvious that she should not sleep and sort it out overnight, but she has only one hand. How can she do it alone?
Oushiya’s critical lips looked like an iceberg beauty shedding tears, which made people pity her. “Mr. King, do you have to sort it out tonight? Can I sort it out in a few days?”
Otherwise, your hands will be useless!
Mr. King drooped his eyes, which seemed to be filled with displeasure, and his voice sounded like a storm. “Tomorrow, there are other things to do.”
Oushiya almost fainted when her eyes rolled over.
So, she must sort out the story tonight?
Finally tomorrow, there are many things waiting for her?
Will you peel walnuts and fish bones?
Oushiya only felt that her future was bleak. Maybe she was invited here to be a slave, or a slave without human rights.
Antaotao was startled by Mr. King’s operation again. He had been sorting out such a thick story book all night,.
In the morning, Oushiya’s hand will be destroyed.
Seeing that Oushiya was still standing in the same place without anything, Mr. King’s sinister cold eyes swept away. Oushiya just felt as if he had been hollowed out from top to bottom, cold and trembling.
She couldn’t help it any longer. She picked up the storybook and ran into the guest room. “I will sort it out tonight.”
Antaotao looked at her back and shrugged. Can he really sort it out?
When Oushiya’s figure disappeared, Antaotao turned to look at Mr. King again. His expression was subtle. The depression had long disappeared, and now there was only some pleasure and some helplessness.
Mr. King also stared at her. His eyes were as dark as ink and seemed to have hidden a little resentment. He asked in a deep voice, “Why didn’t you eat just now?”
Antaotao was a little confused. Later, he reflected that he was asking why he didn’t eat the food he had sandwiched.
But how does she answer that?
Does it mean that she thinks he is a big pig’s hoof, so she doesn’t want to move a mouthful?
Surely you will be silenced?