The breeze blew the wind chimes and made a sweet sound, but Ike got up from the bed and ran out of the door in shock. According to the slave regulations, the sound of the wind chimes means that the master is back. No matter what the slave is doing, he must stop first.
Get down and kneel on the roadside to greet you.
Ike quickly came out of the wooden house and knelt on the ground, his eyes never leaving the exit of the corridor. When he blinked, first a fragrance hit his nose, and then a figure appeared in front of him. The sudden appearance of the person frightened Ike.
He put his hands on the ground and looked up at the person in front of him.
This person has a delicate face, thick and long eyelashes, dark blue pupils, and cherry red lips that make the entire face almost perfect. He is wearing a pink dress, and his arms are wrapped in white lace gloves.
No matter how you look at it, she looks like a beautiful but immature little girl. She is holding a small wooden box in both hands and is leaning over to look at Ike. Did she also use super speed? Which lady is she? Ike asked in his mind
.
"You are Ike!" Miss Fea asked extremely disappointedly.
"Yes." Ike heard something from her words and answered softly.
Fia reached out and handed the box in her hand to him and said: "I am your second young lady Fiaberg. Although I don't know why my mother chose you, she always has her reasons. If you don't serve well, I will
I will drive you to be a slave. If you serve well, I will reward you. I am a master with clear rewards and punishments."
Ike took the box and said: "Yes!"
Miss Fea's personality is completely different from her appearance. Ike already knows that he may have a bad end, but all he can do is to be careful, otherwise he will die miserably at the hands of such a lady.
He always stayed five steps away from Fia, holding things in both hands for fear that if they fell to the ground, his head would suffer the same fate.
After entering the house, Ike was surprised by the decoration inside. Everything was incompatible with the entire Earl's Mansion. The white house outside was engulfed in pink inside.
The stairs are covered with oil paintings, and the people in the paintings are Miss Feia and another beautiful woman. Just based on the level of the oil painting, that girl looks more mature and prettier than Feia.
Ike is not stupid yet. He knows that it is a wise choice to focus on Miss Fia's portrait at this time. Sure enough, Miss Fia has a smile on her face and allows Ike to come to her room.
.
She might have gotten used to being wild in the room, so she threw off her shoes first when she fell on the bed, and then began to take off her stockings.
Noticing that there was a creature like Ike, she blushed slightly and saw that Ike didn't look this way before taking off her stockings. Fia let herself, her white and voluptuous legs exposed to the air, and Ike
In fact, I saw it out of the corner of my eye and exclaimed "Oh my god!" in my heart.
Miss Fia's hobby was probably lying on the bed reading a book, and then she would keep tapping the folded quilt with her feet. Sometimes she would wave to Ike to bring tea, and sometimes she would ask Ike to run to the garden to pick flowers. Fia regarded those petals as
Eat snacks.
When Miss Feia didn't give instructions, Ike would kneel on the ground and listen to instructions at any time.
"Ike! Let's play a clown and see." Miss Fia suddenly thought of this idea after she was bored with reading.
"I'm acting." Ike replied humbly, but in his heart he hated the aristocratic lady's bad taste.
Miss Fia sat up suddenly, looked at Ike who was kneeling on the ground, and said with a smile: "Suddenly I found that you are a very interesting slave, and what you say is also very interesting."
Fia jumped off the bed as she spoke, walked to Ike, and looked at him again. She still couldn't see anything special, but her disgust was gradually disappearing. Ike didn't talk much, he was honest, and sometimes he was
He was as shrewd as a ghost. The most important thing was that his performance satisfied Fia, so the idea of getting rid of Ike was completely forgotten by Fia.
She returned to the bed and sat, shaking her beautiful legs. Fia was just like the Countess described her, she was very lovable when she was quiet. Especially when she was flipping her hair, she had a girlish smell.
Originally, Feia's appearance in this posture would make many people intoxicated. However, Ike was able to raise his head while staring at the floor. This made Miss Feia curious about him.
"Ike, tell me about you Saigon people, don't you have something special about you?" Fia asked, "The red-haired Akil people, the beautiful Messians, the rich Odin people.
So what are the characteristics of Saigon people?”
"We Saigon people are like the most ordinary people on the mainland of Li. Maybe we don't know what we have." Seeing Fia holding her chin and looking attracted, Ike boldly told Fia.
The story of Miss Saigon. Of course, he avoided the important and took the easy. He tried to say some bad things about Saigon and some good things about Odin.
Feiya was fascinated by what she heard, and realized that her slave was so eloquent. In the future, when she felt bored and didn't want to practice Qi or learn martial arts, she could just listen to this slave's stories.
She was excited about discovering the slave's potential.
When she heard Ike's stomach growling, she suddenly thought of something and said: "The food for the slave should be given by the master. Seeing that you are doing so well, I will cook it myself and make delicious food for you."
eat."
"Thank you, miss!" Ike breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't expect that this miss was a bit unruly, but she treated the slaves fairly well. It was a blessing in misfortune. Some of the food was good, and I bothered the miss to cook it herself.
"Well~ let's make a sandwich and give it to Ike. His story is very good, so let's decide." Fia is also secretly looking forward to cooking by herself. Her sister didn't let her cook in the past, but she has been the one all these years.
The elder sister cooked for her because the sisters did not like to attend banquets where everyone in the family was present.
Fia recalled how her sister cooked, imitated it, and then made two sandwiches in one go.
She happily brought the sandwich to the room and put one portion into Ike's bowl. Ike picked up the sandwich and took a grateful bite. The hot, heavy greasy taste made him almost spit out.
"How does it taste?" Fia asked.
Ike looked at the second lady and began to feel uneasy. How should he answer? When he found that no matter what answer he gave, he would be dead, so he chose to lie because he might still have a chance to live.
He also did not expect that the dinner given by the second lady would be fatal.
He swallowed the sandwich and said, "It's delicious!"
"I knew it was like this!" Miss Fia narrowed her eyes, happily grabbed the sandwich and took a bite. Then her tongue went numb, as if something disgusting was stuck in her throat.
She spit out the sandwich and looked at Ike angrily.
"You damn slave! You actually lied to me!" Miss Fia will be unreasonable when she becomes willful, especially for things like this. She feels that she has been humiliated by a slave.
Ike had been mentally prepared for a long time. If he said to the face that the food given by the second lady was unpalatable, she might not be angry. Fia put on her gloves again, a whirlpool solidified in her palms, and slapped the
It hit Ike's chest. This is what she said about clear rewards and punishments. Just now she rewarded Ike with food, and now she wants Ike's life.
She put her hands on her waist with extreme anger, and the remaining tenderness disappeared. However, she saw Ike swallowing the blood into his stomach, knelt down again, and whispered: "I know I was wrong!"
"You!" Fia originally planned to give it a lesson, but she didn't expect that Ike would be strong enough to kneel on the ground again, and suddenly there was an indescribable feeling in her heart.
This time, the cyclone in her palm turned fiery red, and then her palm seemed to be on fire. She slapped this palm on Ike's abdomen. The stinging feeling combined with the burning pain made Ike let out a miserable cry.
cry.
But he swallowed the blood again, knelt on the ground, and whispered: "I...I know I was wrong!"
"You are looking for death!" Fia was finally angry at his stubbornness.
Before her palm could be struck, Ike had already felt the strong wind of the palm, thinking that he might die. At this moment, someone appeared in front of him, and he grabbed Fia's wrist and said: