"Since it's the master's first time hosting guests, things might be awkward, they probably don't know your commoner's etiquette..."
Fuzi's words echoed in Shen Mochen's head, giving him a buzzing sensation. What the hell is this? Is this supposed to be your noble etiquette? Damn, this is too lewd!
"This, isn't this a bit too much... For us ordinary folks, punishment is just flicking the forehead or eating some mustard..."
Shen Mochen, clinging to a sliver of hope, attempted to enlighten Catherine on the appropriate methods of reward and punishment.
"There's no need to be like everyone else, we have our own ways of playing," Catherine said sternly, "Give me your hand."
"What for?" Shen Mochen instinctively extended both hands.
"Put them on my shoulders."
"Why?"
"Hurry up!"
After Catherine urged repeatedly, Shen Mochen reluctantly placed his "paws" on her shoulders.
"And then like this, place them on my waist."
"So, what exactly are you trying to do?"
