Devilishly possessive boss x Gentle beauty receiver

tes could only huddle timidly in the corner."Something's off about the wild god. I saw him playing games with other people this morning! He never queues with anyone else besides us, right"“He was so f...Everyone's eyes naturally fell on the boy's face. 。I have to say, the creator seemed to have poured all the beauty into this face. 。The boy's face was incredibly delicate and beautiful. With his golden hair, he looked almost like a god. 。The other person sat across the table, seemingly oblivious to their gaze. 。

The butler beside her stepped forward. 。Ning Shu discovered that the butler's face, which always seemed painted on, that faint smile gradually transformed into an expression of terror and distortion. 。But that was just a moment, he quickly composed himself. 。

Then, she personally went forward to serve this young master. 。As if sensing Ning Shu's gaze, the young master raised his head. 。Those azure eyes gazed over, beautiful as the cerulean sky outside. 。But Ning Shu felt a little uncomfortable being looked at by him. 。It was as if I had been watched. 。

While others, following Ning Shu, had the same emotions. 。At first glance, they were struck by the boy's charm. But on second look, they felt a shiver down their spine. 。The boy, with a face sculpted by the hand of a god, gave them a feeling far more chilling than that emanating from the castle itself. 。

Even more eerie 。They were dazed to discover that the portrait hanging in the castle... 。The boy between the man and woman, the boy with no face, seems to be this young master right here. 。Since he is the master of this castle, then why was a face torn out from the middle of the portrait 。Only a hollow, faceless portrait remains. Could it be that this young master isn't valued

Perhaps even ostracized

But the butler's attitude is quite respectful, even a little fearful of the young master. 。But a seven or eight-year-old boy It seems his legs are already broken, he can't stand up. What could be so frightening about him

The more people thought about it, the more confused they became. 。The butler standing nearby asked them to sit down for breakfast and then said, “Master likes quiet ” 。They looked at each other in surprise. 。

The rogue felt a shiver down his spine. He muttered under his breath, then sat down to eat breakfast. 。

There was an unusually eerie and ominous feeling in the hearts of the others. For a moment, no one at the table spoke. 。Oddly enough, despite it being breakfast time, the kitchen was still set up with meat dishes. 。

They seem like a traditional Western castle, never having a meal without meat. 。The young master sat opposite me, he raised his hand >>> 。Using a knife and fork, he ate the meat on the table little by little. 。He moved with grace, his eyes fixed on Ning Shu across from him. 。When Ning Shu looked over, the young master would naturally withdraw his gaze and then continue eating from his plate at a leisurely pace. 。Da Han couldn't help but whisper, "What was he looking at you for"

Ning Shu just wanted to answer 。

He immediately saw the butler across from him turn cold, his eyes fixed on the burly man. Then, slowly, in a strange tone, he said: "Master likes quiet. It seems the guest doesn't quite understand the rules I just mentioned." 。Before the big Han could speak, several servants beside him came crowding in. 。Then the big Han was dragged down. 。Ming Ming, a big and strong man who looked to be around 180 pounds, was quickly dragged away by the several slightly thin servants. 。Then, after a few minutes, there came a piercing scream. 。

A little while later

A servant brought up a platter, upon which lay a large tongue, still twitching slightly, and slick with blood. 。Seeing this, everyone's faces turned pale as death, as if they had realized something terrible and almost vomited up everything they had eaten. 。Ning Shu also felt a little uncomfortable. He noticed that the young master had been eating his own food from beginning to end. Even the bloody tongue was placed under his gaze, and he didn't even raise his eyelids once. However, Ning Shu discovered that he only moved the meat on the table. 。After finishing his meal, the young master gently wiped his lips and then said to the butler, "Griffin, I am full." 。His voice was much like that of a seven or eight-year-old boy, even perhaps too sweet. Yet, it gave off a strange and eerie feeling. 。The butler nodded slightly at them, his jaw clenched as he pushed the wheelchair, escorting the young master to the second floor. 。

Until the boy disappeared.

The crowd seemed to be liberated, as if they wanted to spit it all out. 。The maid standing nearby spoke up: "Guests are supposed to eat the food they vomit back up." 。Then their faces turned ashen, and they forced down whatever was in their throats. 。Ning Shu is still alright, he hasn't eaten any meat yet. 。He ate the bread on the table, finding it dry and tasteless. 。Ning Shu still had no appetite, but his stomach began to rumble. 。 。Even the women turned pale and said, “I’ve never seen such a frightening child. Just one look from him makes me feel like I’m being stared at by a demon.” 。。Ning Shu opened the door and said, “We need to find out the secret of the living castle if we want to complete our mission.” 。The system was like it was dead. It didn't give any indication when they came in. 。That is to say, the secrets of the castle of the living, need them to unearth themselves. 。If we can't dig our way out, we might be stuck here forever, just like the student who became a servant. 。

He doesn't look like a normal living person anymore. 。They couldn't help but shiver. 。This is still the lightest punishment, who knows what other unknown things are waiting for them. 。The sky outside the castle had darkened again. Ning Shu looked out the window, but still couldn't see anything else. 。The castle's candles flickered, and he glanced once more down the black corridor that stretched endlessly into darkness. 。

I don't know where this leads to. 。

Ning Shu hesitated for a moment, not knowing whether to go and see. 。He raised his hand, then picked up the candle nearby. He felt the candlelight was too dim, and he couldn't see the path at all. 。At that very moment, the butler appeared beside him without a sound, suddenly saying, "Guest, please be sure not to do anything rude." 。"Like a warning" 。Ning Shu fell silent for a moment, then put the candle back and spoke in a soft voice: "I just wanted to go to the bathroom." 。“The steward still had that sinister smile on his lips: 'The bathroom is on the other side, guest' ” 。Ning Shu had no choice but to go back to her room. 。He looked again at the painting hanging in the room. 。He paid attention to it during the day and found that the paintings of the castle seemed to be related to the people in the castle. 。Just like the painting in the hall, which looks like a family portrait of a little boy. The woman is the boy's mother, and she has beautiful blonde hair, while his father has piercing green eyes. 。They faced him, a boy standing in the middle, his face marred by a black, hollow hole. 。Just like this room 。Ning Shu looked at the woman in the painting. She seemed to have been taking care of the boy as he grew up. 。She just seemed afraid of him, she didn't even look at the boy. Her eyes were full of terror. 。He looked for a while and saw that the boy's face was facing him. 。It's actually a matter of perspective. Ning Shu thinks that no matter where he stands or what corner he's in, 。The boys all seemed to be heading toward him because his face had been scraped off, leaving only a big black hole. 。He stared for a while, then lay down on the bed and fell asleep. 。Ning Shu felt that he should find a chance to go see that place again. 。He pondered for a while, in a daze, and then realized that someone was watching him. 。But Ning Shu had already fallen into a deep sleep. He tried his best to keep his eyelids open, but he still drifted off. 。Ning Shu discovered she was dreaming. 。He dreamt of the castle, yet he felt like an outsider. 。He saw the man and woman sitting in the hall, they were the father and mother from the portrait in the castle. 。I saw Father and Mother with worried faces. 。

A boy ran down from upstairs, and it was the young master. 。But the mother had the servant carry the young master back, saying, "I cannot let those people harm Michelle." 。"Father said silently, “But what else can we do Let’s leave this place.” 。But soon a group of uninvited guests entered the castle. 。They began moving things around the castle, and then smashing them to pieces, like a bunch of bandits. 。

The man and woman looked utterly desperate, begging for forgiveness. 。That group of people sneered: “This is God's will” 。They robbed the castle of all its valuables, even taking away the things that belonged to the grandmother. 。The woman collapsed and screamed in despair as she was kicked to the ground by the group, pummeled with punches and kicks. 。A man is powerless to protect his wife. 。And just at that moment, Michelle stood on the second-floor staircase, no one knew when she had arrived. 。Staring at the group, he spoke: "You will meet death on your journey." 。That group of people burst into laughter, completely ignoring the boy's words, and even pushed him. 。Michel sat on the ground, his face contorted in a strange expression. He repeated his words: "You will, meet death." 。That group of people, bristling with anger, snatched all the valuables and swaggered away. 。Everything in the castle was stolen. 。Men and women are desperate, they don't want this either. 。Even though they were wealthy, in this era, when faced with power, they could only submit. 。They were just about to take their son and leave for a distant land. 。

A woman and a man received a message. 。Those who robbed everything of value from their castle and died on the road. 。Just as Michelle said. 。

Not a single character is missing. 。all, his tone did seem threatening to Qin Yang and the others. 。But what he saw was Ji Huai slightly raising his face, leaning into him and rubbing his head against him, saying: "Ning Ge, you're so a...