Thera refused to submit, in front of him began to make a big noise. He didn't get very upset when he looked at her nonsense, but he thought it was very funny. After all, few girls would be so rude in front of him. She jumped at him, but suddenly skidded and accidentally fell to his feet.
Cyril looked down at her: "You just need to take a bath. There's no need to kneel down for me." He satirized her! Thera bit her teeth and grabbed him by the foot, trying to trip him down.
He found it very interesting. The foot raised slightly: "my foot, you think anyone can kiss it?" She grabbed his leather shoes and held them in her hand. He continued to tease her with words, "since you like my shoes so much, I can give them to you."
Thera lost her mind angrily, and when she was helped by the servant, she picked up her shoes and threw them at him! He dodged away slightly on his lower side. He had played enough and said impatiently, "drag her down and wash her!"
The vinegar on her body was easily eliminated but smell of garlic in the mouth could usually remain for 16 hours. Thera was washed and changed into her lingerie, then the smell of her body appeared.
The best way to get rid of garlic was to drink milk. But the way was to drink milk slowly, and let the milk stayed in the mouth for a while. The protein in the milk reacted with garlic, then it could effectively fade away the smell of garlic.
Thera didn't even want to see milk, let alone drink milk. Her aim was to make him unhappy! One glass after another of milk was knocked over by her on the ground.
"Let me go. I'm not a surrogate. You're looking for the wrong girl!" "Stop it, Miss. Don't talk nonsense just because you're in a hurry." The servant said nervously, "Master, she accidentally fell the day before yesterday. She may have hit her head. She is always talking nonsense."
Cyril asked doubtfully, "did you hit your head?" "You just hit your head. I'm sane!" Another glass of milk was knocked over. He frowned: "what good is it for me to hire all of you, if you can't do such a simple thing?"
"Master..."The servant was nervous and didn't know what to say. "Get out of here!" With a milk cup in his slender hand, his tall figure shrouded her. This was an unimaginable handsome man. His features were profound and delicate, as if he had been doted on by God. His face was like an ice sculpture, which was carved carefully.
His thin lips showed his ruthlessness, and his dark red pupils reflected in the light, charming but indifferent. He stared coldly at her without a trace of emotion. He pinched her jaw hard and forced her to drink milk. The milk poured into her mouth, and her hands were tightly clamped by the servant.
Thera coughed strongly, and milk dripped down her chin from the corner of her mouth to her neck. "cough, cough, cough..." One drink was not enough and another drink. There was a fire in the eyes of Thera, and the look in her eyes was full of disgust: "are you bullying me just for fun?"
"Not bad." "Do you know how disgusting you are?" Thera angrily scolded, "your mother immediately vomited when she knew you existed!" The servant was slightly surprised that she dared to speak to the young master like that?
Cyril knew that this girl was hard to tame! But he liked challenging domestication! "Get down!" The servant immediately leaned over and left the room.