The gentle voice was like a siren bewitching her, and Jun Li didn't even know what she was thinking.
All she knew was that Mino was rubbing against her, his rapid breathing constantly ringing in her ears, her lips were held and sucked repeatedly. She didn't know how long it had been before she heard Mino call out "Master" softly, and everything was calm.
It's like a night-blooming cereus that blooms in an instant and closes in an instant.
Mino buried his face in her neck and said, "Mino is willing to do anything, so please don't refuse me, my Lord."
His voice was nasal, and although it was just a sound, Junli felt it was sweeter than ripe fruit. She hugged Mino and subconsciously hummed. She didn't know why.
......
Mino's room was moved from the second floor to the third floor, right next to Junli's room. Such a privilege was unprecedented. The slaves in the castle almost understood the current identity of this male slave named Mino.
The master never looked down on anyone, and some people began to wonder if he was about to become the male owner of the castle.
Amos was much more low-key than before, but he still watched all this coldly from the shadows. Two male slaves walked by carrying things, and one of them said enviously, "I really envy Mino. He's so favored by the Duke now. Not only can he eat at the same table with him, but have you seen the way he looks at him? It's so gentle that it could make water drip out of it. If he looked at me like that, I would be so happy that I would die."
The other male slave also had envy on his face, but he was very disappointed: "Don't dream on, we have been here for so long, and the master has never come to see us alone, but Mino can enter and leave the master's room, which means that the master doesn't think highly of us at all."
"Yes, look at Amos. He is the most handsome among us, but the adults didn't even look at him. The adults would definitely not like people like us."
Hearing this, Amos came out from the corner and knocked the tray off the hand of the person who had just spoken. The things inside scattered all over the floor. The other person's face turned pale and he looked at Amos angrily: "What are you doing?"
Amos raised his head, his face full of sarcasm. "I, Amos, have never failed. Just wait and see. Sooner or later, the Master will kick that damned Mino out. Only I, Amos, am worthy of the Master."
Perhaps his attitude displeased the other two male slaves. The one whose things were knocked down snorted and said, "You are just a slave, a lowly one at that. The master hasn't even sucked your blood. How pitiful! I don't know where you get your confidence from."
After the male slave finished speaking, he squatted down and picked up the thing, then left Amos angrily with the male slave next to him.
Amos's face turned pale with anger. He spat in the direction the two men had left and said angrily, "You are so tactless. No wonder you can only be slaves. When I gain the favor of the master, I will definitely kick you all out."
Amos walked to a room on the first floor and knocked on the door. After a while, the door was opened. When the manager saw it was him, his face instantly brightened. Amos looked behind him and walked in after making sure that no one saw him.
The steward was behind him, looking greedily at his slender waist and sexy buttocks.
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