It’s a great day to have clothes and food.

Zhihua picked up the clothes on the hanger beside the bed and began to serve Yun Mo to dress.

Yun Mo closed his eyes and enjoyed Zhihua's service, with a comfortable look on his face.

Then he sat on the bed, stretched out his legs, and put on his pants under Zhihua's service.

The service in this world is similar to that in ancient China. Hum, it is the Hanfu mentioned by people in Yunmo’s previous life.

But they are all coats, do you understand the coat? Hanfu jackets are easy to wear, but underwear is not easy to wear and not look good.

Yun Mo still liked Hanfu very much in his previous life. Well, to be precise, Hanfu jackets. He even participated in Hanfu clubs in college, paraded on the campus of university, and many people took photos with their mobile phones.

It was quite enjoyable to wear Hanfu at that time, but now Yun Mo is so uncomfortable wearing this underwear, and he is not as comfortable as he does in his previous life.

He was thinking about when to design a lingerie from his previous life. Anyway, he was not short of money, so he would find a tailor to make a set.

There are also girls' unique clothes that are worn by Ziyi, so I won't it...hehehe...

Yun Mo thought of this and a despicable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Young Master, why are you so happy?" Zhihua asked with a smile.

"I'm happy when I see Zhihua." Yun Mo laughed.

"Young Master is just a good idea to make me happy." Zhihua said shyly, then he sorted out Li Yunmo's collar and had already put it on Yunmo.

Yun Mo reached out and pinched Zhihua's pretty face and looked at her carefully. Yun Mo found that Zhihua was also very beautiful, with her nose and eyebrows, her lips and white teeth, and her black hair scattered on her shoulders. You could smell a faint fragrance when you got close to her.

She is two years older than Ziyi and seventeen years old. She has a delicate figure and looks no less than Ziyi. However, without Ziyi's unique temperament, her purple hair and purple eyes are not something that everyone can have.

If you want to score the overall score, purple clothes are nine points, and knowledge of painting is eight points. Yes, piano heart is also eight points.

"Come on, kiss me." Yun Mo pinched Zhihua's little face with both hands and kissed her.

"Hey~No, the young master didn't even brush his teeth." Zhihua turned his head and looked disgusted.

"Ahem." Yun Mo smiled awkwardly. Now he remembered that he had not brushed his teeth yet and had no concern about Zhihua's words.

Only Yun Mo's maid dared to do this. If the slaves of the second young master of the Tang family dared to say such things to Tang Sen, tsk, I'm afraid they would be beaten to death by sticks in the next moment.

In this world, the status of slaves is low, even lower than that of brothel women. Brothel women still have money to make, but slaves don’t have one.

I signed a contract for selling my body, which means that the whole person was sold to the master. Whether life or death was completely within the master's thoughts. Killing me is not illegal.

What, you say cruel? Sorry, this is the world.

Fortunately, Yun Mo traveled through time and became a prince. If he traveled through time and time and became a servant or a servant, it would be over.

Yun Mo let go of Zhihua and pretended to be serious: "Oh, you little girl actually contradicted me? Do you know what the consequences are?"

"Young Master, I should die." Zhihua hurriedly fell to the ground.

Looking at Zhihua kneeling on the ground, he pretended to be deep and said, "Well, as a slave, you actually refused your master's request. I'm very unhappy. It's not an exaggeration to beat you to death."

Speaking of this, Yun Mo deliberately paused. When Zhihua, who was kneeling, heard Yun Mo say this, she was sweating profusely and her body couldn't help but tremble like a sieve.

Zhihua's heart was also full of drums, and he secretly scolded himself for being too joking, why are there no big or small? He crawled on the ground and said tremblingly:

"Young Master, I should die."

"Young Master, I should die."

He kept kowtowing to the ground, making a thud sound.

Zhihua and others have friends and social circles. Their friends are basically servants and servants in every mansion. What they usually discuss is that someone is beaten by a certain master, who is attracted by a certain master, who is eaten by a beast again...

Yun Mo was very friendly to them, and he could joke with each other and never executed a servant. Among all the masters in the capital, Yun Mo had a good temper.

Yun Mo was also grateful and was glad that he met a good master. Therefore, Zhihua and others often joked with Yun Mo, played with each other, and acted coquettishly, without any appearance as maids. Yun Mo also laughed out.

But now, Zhihua regrets it. After all, the master is the master, and the servant is always the servant. If he crosses that line, the consequences will be unbearable.

"Damn it, I've been too much!" Yun Mo shouted in his heart, looked at Zhihua who kowtowed Dongdong, and quickly pressed his hand against Zhihua's forehead to stop her from continuing to kowtow.

Seeing his young master pressing against his forehead, Zhihua raised his head in confusion, and looked nervous and inexplicably.

Seeing that there was a slight red mark on her forehead, a trace of water mist appeared on her eyes.

Squatting down, Yun Mo gently stroked Zhihua's forehead and sighed, "Zhihua, what are you doing? Young Master, I'm just kidding. As for this, you don't know what kind of person I am?"

"Young Master, you've scared me to death." After saying that, Zhihua threw herself on Yun Mo and started crying.

"Oh, don't cry, I'm most afraid of girls crying." Yun Mo said helplessly, sighing that he had played too much, and at the same time he also felt the taste of power and control people's life and death. This feeling is not something that everyone can have.

The two huge pieces on Zhihua's chest kept rubbing against Yun Mo's chest, making Yun Mo distracted.

Yun Mo quickly helped Zhihua up, scraped her nose, and said, "Zhihua, although it is a joke, the death penalty can be avoided, and the life penalty cannot be escaped. I want to punish you slightly, can you accept it?"

Zhihua wiped his tears and said, "I accept it."

Yun Mo stared at the majesty on Zhihua's chest and secretly praised him, "It's so fierce, so fierce!"

"Hehe, don't worry, just a small punishment." Yun Mo smiled wickedly, "That's to punish you for not being able to move for a quarter of an hour. You can speak, but you can't move your feet and hands. I know if it's not."

After saying that, Yun Mo's wolf claws grabbed the two peaks on Zhihua's chest...the creaking nest beside him.

That's right, it's just tickling, what are you thinking about?

"Oh, young master, stop, I'm going to die, um~ hahaha." Zhihua was tickled by Yun Mo and made a crisp laugh.

Yun Mo was unreasonable and used the eighteen strokes of Shaolin. The branches of Zhihua were shaking and their bodies were constantly twisting, trying to avoid Yun Mo's claws.

"Zhihua, do you know you are wrong? Do you dare to do it?" Yun Mo said while tickling.

"I know I am wrong, I will never dare to do it again. Oh, hahaha... Well, young master, it's so itchy." Zhihua's tears were almost coming out of tears. The pair of flesh balls on her chest were shaking as she twisted, making Yun Mo dizzy.

It's really fierce, so fierce.
Chapter completed!