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Part 61 of the main report

I do not know how to express my present life. Dead body move? This is the text we are feeding sites using robots to steal off our site yet giving us no credit. To readers, look up Exiled Rebels Scanlations to get the real version.

In any case, it is nothing but sleep after eating. ShangFan becomes dependent on the Blue Demon and uses it to me without knowing your influence. My body can not move even if I’m completely cumbersome. Even if I’m the best, I can almost remove it from the bed and go in a few steps. This situation is 100 times brutal than Ye CanSheng.

Your CanSheng limitations come from my body and such pain is unavoidable. However, ShangFan hurts my heart, grabbing the fight with me, and I harm him mixtures continuously, may be close to him.

I’m afraid I have a day always lost myself, you really fear that it could be a doll that belongs to him.

He loves that my body is crazy, so every night he uses a kind of flower. Just a week away from my thigh, my body has no other signs. CanSheng’s deepest and most powerful bark brand was slowly out of perfume.

I thin, fine body to see someone staring, I hate this clean version from the bottom of my heart. There is no CanSheng existence brand. I want after such an alarm …

I do not sleep at all, when ShangFan surrounds me, the time that my eyes are open is longer. It’s hard for me to sleep all day, so in the evening I’ll open my eyes and see this unknown camera. Because the temperature of the person next to me is different.

I woke up slowly in the morning. I’m sitting at the table and watching ShangFan, who is wearing a dress already. My lips quivered: “I want to go to the bathroom”

My voice is very thin, maybe because I dumped too much yesterday.

He raised his head due to the night light. He never uses a skin gel at home, his hair just hangs up with his forehead. It looks a bit like his new image version. Before he leaves the chair, he drinks coffee.

He raises my body, but I use it. Unless I’m wet in bed, I should lose my head. In fact, there is no such thing as in my head, because in his eyes I need to trust him.

He goes directly to the toilet entrance, where the door is closed. I hold my hand and hold my hand. I use metal temperature a little, trying to open it many times without a door.

I put my brow together. I do not like being weak, I’m powerful!

“Wow!”

My body is suddenly high, ShangFan is in my right pose, I’m just at my bottom. My weak body gets into the chest without warning. This is the text we are feeding sites using robots to steal off our site yet giving us no credit. To readers, look up Exiled Rebels Scanlations to get the real version.

* Click *

These doors are open and the jumper has been present. I brought you in and slowly slaughter my body. After all, my bare feet touch the floor, I’m swinging a closet next to me. I’m already tired of supporting this position.

“Go …”

Usually he will always come up. If they are a normal servant, they will not dare fight their own words. Because it lasts forever if I can get badly prepared. So they’re all worried about me. But I will not leave him after my sentence is completed today.

He is still behind me. One hand is still in my waist. It is a pressure that can not be rebutted.

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Main Story Part 61

I don’t know how I should describe my current life. A walking corpse?

In any case, it’s the life of nothing but sleeping after eating. ShangFan became addicted to Blue Demon and uses it on me without knowing the effects of it himself. Even if I’m wide awake, my body still can’t move around. Even when I’m at my best, the most I can do is get out of bed and walk a few steps. This situation is a hundred times crueler than Ye CanSheng.

Ye CanSheng’s deprivation towards me comes from my body, and such pain is bearable. However, ShangFan is the most skilled in destroying my mind, to make me struggle against myself nonstop, before constantly compromising with him and drawing closer to him.

I’m scared. I’m scared that there will always be a day when I lose myself and truly become a puppet that belongs to him.

He madly loves my body, so every night he would apply a type of ointment. In only a week’s time, other than the seal on my inner thigh, there are no other marks on my body. Even CanSheng’s deepest and scariest bite mark slowly faded away from the ointment.

Seeing my pale, delicate body being played around by someone else, I hate this clean version of myself from the bottom of my heart. Not a single mark of CanSheng’s existence is present. I feel flustered from such anxiousness…

The time in which my eyes are open has become longer, because I can’t sleep at all when I’m hugged by ShangFan. There’s plenty of time for me to sleep during the daytime anyways, so during the evening, I often open my eyes and gaze around at this unfamiliar room as I feel a different temperature radiating from the person beside me…

In the morning, I slowly wake up. I catch a glimpse of ShangFan who’s sitting by the table and is already neatly dressed. My lips tremble, “I want to go to the toilet.”

My voice is very hoarse, probably because I cursed too much yesterday.

He lifts his head beneath the light of dawn. He never uses hair gel at home, his hair just hangs down on his forehead like that. It’s slightly similar to the younger version of himself in the photo. He takes a sip of coffee before getting off the chair.

He lifts my body up, but I’m already used to it. Unless I want to wet the bed, I have to lower my head towards him. Actually, things like lowering my head doesn’t exist, in his eyes I should be relying on him.

He walks directly to the entrance of the bathroom where the door is closed. I lift my hand up and grab onto the handle with difficulty. I’m slightly not used to the typical temperature of metal, I try many times without succeeding in opening the door.

I knit my brows tightly together. I hate how weak I am, how powerless I am!

“Woah!”

My body is suddenly lifted higher, ShangFan is actually holding me by my bottom single handedly, causing my body to be in an upright position. My weak body falls onto his chest without warning.

*Click*

The door opens accompanied by his chuckle. I’m carried inside and he slowly puts my body down. My bare feet finally touch the floor, and I sway and reach out to hold onto the cupboard by the side. I’m already starting to feel tired just from maintaining this position.

“Go out…”

Usually, he would always go out. If it’s a normal servant, they don’t dare to disobey my words, because if I become bad tempered, it goes on forever and ever. That’s why they’re all careful around me. However, he doesn’t leave after I finish my sentence today.

He is still standing behind me silently, with one hand still on my waist. There’s an irrefutable oppression.

“Get out!”

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