When Mu Chuan heard these words that carried a command, his thick and long eyelashes trembled slightly, but he said nothing and knelt in front of Wen Manxing holding the gift box.
Fortunately, the hotel was luxurious enough and the carpets in the room did not hurt my feet.
Wen Manxing looked at Mu Chuan, who was still a little taller than he was kneeling, and slowly untied the collar under his fixed gaze.
She leaned over and bent in front of him, slowly putting the collar around his neck.
As she got closer, Mu Chuan's eyelashes trembled faster. The smell of lime rushed to his nose, making his body subconsciously straighten.
Wen Manxing didn't notice that she was concentrating on fiddling with the collar in her hand.
With a slight click, the collar was put on.
Wen Manxing straightened up again, looked down at Mu Chuan in front of him with red eyes and asked doubtfully.
"Don't you like it?"
"It's not full of stars, I like it very much, it's a good feeling."
Mu Chuan said this while suppressing his excitement.
Wen Manxing was satisfied, but when she looked carefully at Mu Chuan wearing the collar, she was a little dissatisfied.
The cold expression and oppressive eyes made Mu Chuan feel uneasy.
Just when Mu Chuan was wondering what was going on, Wen Manxing's brows relaxed slightly.
"Unbutton two buttons."
She said something was wrong, and it turned out that the shirt was too stiff, and it looked out of place with the collar on.
Now Mu Chuan has undone his shirt, revealing his muscular chest muscles, which, paired with the black collar around his neck, is quite eye-catching.
Although Mu Chuan was a little shy, he still tried to look up at Wen Manxing.
Wen Manxing looked like a little wolfdog, but his expression looked like he was ready to do whatever he wanted.
I was almost attracted by this look.
She concealed her strangeness and raised her hand towards Mu Chuan, who was adapting well.
"shake hands."
An introductory tutorial to the SM world, training a dog slave, just like commanding a real dog.
Mu Chuan looked at the white hand stretched out in front of him, silently raised his hand and gently placed his palm on it.
"Yeah, very good."
She praised.
A qualified owner cannot be vague about punishment or praise.
"Head pat."
She said again.
Soon, Mu Chuan lowered his head and hesitated as he slowly approached Wen Manxing.
"Lower."
Wen Manxing looked at the distance which was still a bit far and continued speaking.
Mu Chuan watched himself getting closer and closer to Wen Manxing's thigh, and continued to bend down and lower his head.
But she continued to give orders.
Mu Chuan saw that he was only a few centimeters away from Wen Manxing's thigh, and he trembled, closed his eyes, and leaned on Wen Manxing's thigh.
"Yeah, great job."
Wen Manxing looked at Mu Chuan's profile, her earlobes blushed, but her tone was so confident.
As she spoke, she raised her hand and gently rubbed Mu Chuan's head.
The charming atmosphere in the dim room became more and more intense, but the two of them didn't do anything strange.
She rubbed Mu Chuan's head for a while, asked him to get up, took out a bag of snacks from her bag and poured it into her palm.
“It’s a reward.”
As she spoke, she stretched out her arm to signal Mu Chuan to eat.
Mu Chuan looked at the arm that was stretched out to him, hesitated for a moment, then lowered his head and started eating.
Wen Manxing, sitting on the sofa, looked at Mu Chuan who was only using his mouth in front of him, and felt that he would never be able to look Mu Chuan in the eye again.
She thought Mu Chuan would take it, but he actually put it directly into his mouth.
But she was able to retract her hand and could only endure the strange feeling in her hand and let Mu Chuan eat it.
He knelt with his legs straight, his body upright, and his tall, straight nose occasionally touched Wen Manxing's palm as he moved.
Wen Manxing looked at Mu Chuan, who looked so relaxed even when eating with his mouth, and lowered his eyes in a daze.
After an unknown amount of time, Mu Chuan looked at the last bean in his palm, closed his eyes and bit it.
Because there was too little food, this time every bite felt like a kiss.
***
Because of the delay at the beginning of the first game, time passed quickly.
Two hours passed by in the blink of an eye.
Wen Manxing saw that the time was almost up, so he ended the game and packed up to leave.
After confirming the end of the game, Mu Chuan also changed back to his original character.
He slowly buttoned his clothes and spoke to Wen Manxing with a cold expression.
"Secretary Wen, let me take you back."
"No need, Mr. Mu, I can just take a taxi myself."
Wen Manxing looked at Mu Chuan, who had regained his domineering temperament, and shook his head in refusal.
"Secretary Wen, I'm worried about you being alone at night. This is for safety reasons."
It's almost 21:00 now.
Seeing that Mu Chuan insisted, she didn't want to complicate things.
"Then I'll trouble you, Mr. Mu."
The two of them were silent in the car.
Wen Manxing felt a little tired after the game just now. He leaned back in his chair, looked out the window and didn't want to say anything.
Mu Chuan, who was driving, wanted to say something, but he felt that it was strange to say anything with his current identity.
Finally, there was silence.
After sending the person home, the two said goodbye briefly and parted ways.
Wen Manxing looked at the orange-red taillights of the car and stood there in a daze.
Coming back to her senses, she lazily raised her hand and yawned, then slowly crawled back home.
I feel a little tired today, so I should go to bed early.
She thought to herself, tapping her shoulder.
The next day, the company.
The way the two of them interacted was no different from before, and no one could tell that they had any other private communications.
Wen Manxing still works diligently and responsibly in the company, and no one can notice any problems when he reports to Mu Chuan.
She also uses her spare time to dub radio dramas.
With such a fulfilling schedule, she felt that time passed quickly, and before she knew it, it was time for the next game.
Wen Manxing looked at the red circle on the calendar and made careful preparations.
This time she changed into a red long dress and stood at the door of the guest room again. She glanced at her bulging side bag and swiped her card to enter the room.
This time Mu Chuan was already sitting inside.
I wonder if he only wears suits in private.
This time it's still suit pants and a white shirt.
Wen Manxing looked at Mu Chuan's clothes, raised her eyebrows slightly and let go of the bag in her hand.
She stepped closer in her high heels, and in order not to look up, she stopped when she was a certain distance away.
"Put it on."
She took out the eye mask from her bag and handed it over.
"Okay, full stars."
Mu Chuan took the blindfold without hesitation and quickly brought it to his eyes.
Wen Manxing looked at Mu Chuan who was on the road, turned around and sat on the sofa beside him.
She sat down and leaned back, looking at Mu Chuan, who was dressed in a suit, with a teasing look.
Not to mention that he looks like he's being bullied just by standing there obediently with the eye mask on.
She looked at Mu Chuan, who had a nice figure, and spoke while crossing her legs.
"Take off your clothes."
Mu Chuan's submissive look made her want to take off his clothes.
Mu Chuan, who was already in a state of panic due to wearing a blindfold, heard this command.
The fingers hanging by his legs trembled, and then he raised his hand and began to unbutton his ironed shirt.
Soon he was naked from the waist up.
Wen Manxing swung her legs while looking at Mu Chuan, who had broad shoulders and a nice figure, and nodded with satisfaction.
Hmm~this figure is really nice.
Soon she began to rummage through the bag.
Mu Chuan stood there, listening to the rustling noise with his ears tilted slightly, feeling inexplicably nervous and excited.
Soon Wen Manxing took out a piece of clothing with only a few straps.
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