Chapter ５

A young man's illusory dream is more likely to open his eyes in his sleep. In dreams, he is free, but in reality. Chanin was bound into another man's slave by a piece of paper bearing his own signature and fingerprint.

Chanin didn't rest. When he woke up, his condition improved, but he became more uneasy. What will happen to his mother under him when he is brought here? I wanted to call the attending physician to inquire about his illness, but found that his mobile phone was confiscated by Mamoru after being sent to the room. When he uses his landline, the telephone is no longer available. Rand won't let him contact with the outside world without his permission.

He sat up, dropped his legs from the bed, and looked around. The room in which he lives now used to be his bedroom. In fact, Chanin should be happy to return to a familiar place. But he didn't think the house was safe. His room is no longer his.

It's not a bedroom, it's a cage. It was taken into the room but had no right to leave. Although it was not locked from the outside, it could not leave when Mamoru ordered people to guard at the door.

Prisoners.

Chanin wondered why Ran would be resentful, even if he should be resentful for his father, not for his mother.

I disagree, but I know it is futile to give him a reason, and his opinion will not be heard by his mother, who will be in danger. I have to keep it going because he is ready and he will find other solutions. It's best at this time, as long as the mother is safe.

I thought for a moment and got up to go to the bathroom, but I paused. Suddenly, both ears heard a knock on the door outside. Turning his head, the door opened, and there happened to be a coincidence, a coincidence, a coincidence, a coincidence, a coincidence, a coincidence, a coincidence, a coincidence, a coincidence, a coincidence, a coincidence, a coincidence, a coincidence, a coincidence, a coincidence, a coincidence, a coincidence, a coincidence, a coincidence, a coincidence, a coincidence, a coincidence, a coincidence.

"It's time for dinner, and so is Mr. Chanin."

"Shall I have dinner with him?"

"The little master has finished eating. You eat alone."

You don't have to ask who Chanin is referring to.

Chanin himself breathed a sigh of relief that he was not in an awkward position. Just imagine that he will see Ran's face while eating, which will make people uncomfortable.

"But you only have half an hour."

Chanin Pradd looked at the clock on the wall and saw it was half past six. This is not a problem for him. He is a man who eats.

But the problem is. . .

"After that, you have to prepare."

"For what?"

His head and eyebrows were wrinkled and he felt a strange ominous sensation, but Mamoru just gave him a polite smile and cut it off.

"Dinner first, I'll explain."

Chanin kept thinking in his mind about what Mamoru had him prepare. Before long, his suspicion was solved. When he returned to the room, he saw Ma Mao standing there waiting, with a bathrobe and some equipment in his hand, and advised him to frown.

"Take a bath and put on this dress, and I will take you to your master."

Chanin was not interested in his robes at all, and his eyes were fixed on another thing in the hand of the man in front of him.

"That's..."

"Garden supplies," Mamorukli smiled. "Water and lubricant, I've got it ready in the bathroom."

Garden equipment, Mamoru says what he wants to explain is that this is why he was forced to sign a slave contract, and this is why he was a porn slave!

Chanin knows what his future destiny is.

His mind was thinking, as if he had been beaten in a mess. He never dreamed that Run would do such a perverted thing to his sister. Although there is no connection between them, there is some blood relationship between them. More importantly, he will let Run do such a thing to himself. It is enough to sell his life to Run. It is too much to let him be such an emotional slave. And. . . He doesn't like having sex with men!

"Don't think about it, I won't listen to you, especially this one."

A shrill voice suddenly came out of his mouth, a handsome, messy face. In Mamoru's eyes, however, he still thinks the young man looks great, so he is not worried that his unhappy expression will upset his master. He had thought he would go crazy.

Well, the horse was never owned, and suddenly caught, if not for normal resistance. The strange thing is.

"I don't think you should upset the young master, it is better to let him love you. This is a smarter way."

"If you were suddenly told to-day by a stranger you had just met to clean yourself up with this damn tool, and then go together to give a man a physical exercise, and also a noble brother, would you promise!"

Chanin inadvertently shouted, forgetting that her mother was used as a bargaining tool by the other party, and quickly calmed down when she remembered it, trying to keep a nervous expression, but it was not easy. After a while, I finally took a breath and then started talking again.

"Let's tell your boss I'll do everything he wants, except this."

After that, I observed Mao's expression and tried to read what he was thinking, but only to see that his expression was stable, so I deleted the script.

"Please leave, I need to rest."

As soon as the voice was over, Mamoru turned around, watched the tall Mamoru go to bed, and sighed. He knew it would end this way, but because he was ready for the situation, he was not taken care of by him. In addition to putting down empty hands, grab some objects from the edges of pants, tighten them, and then quickly approach Chanin's back plate.

With a bang, some hard objects hit the back of his head, making Chanin unable to move his legs. When he realized what was behind him, his heart would sweat.

"Mr. Lin Tian..."

"Although I am not your master, as a trustee, I have the right to violence against you. If you are stubborn, I don't want to hurt you. Although the young master allows it, I will not be happy if I see any marks on your torso, so please do as I suggest."

His big hand held a gun to Chanin's head and moved slightly to let him know that he was not a threat, but real. Chanin swallowed his saliva, although he thought Mamoru would not kill him, but if he was hurt. I think Mamoru will definitely do this. Although he was a rather large man, But he was an influential man, and his technique was not outstanding, and he might not be able to compete with it, so he stood there, as he would, and stood there, and stood there, and stood there, and stood there, and stood there, and stood there, and stood there, and stood there, and stood there, and stood there, and stood there, and stood there, and stood there, and stood there.

But deep down, he didn't realize it. . . He is just thinking about how to deal with this problem.

Mamoru read his gesture and said.

"Do as I say, and your mother will live to-morrow."

He just threatened his mother, and Chanin's anger almost disappeared. He nodded slowly, and Mamoru put the gun back in his hand.

"This is a garden equipment. Cleaning water and lubricant are in the bathroom. In the equipment bag, there are instructions. If you are missing anything, let me know."

I gave the gut to a young man who had to pick it up and swallow it up, imagining himself beneath Run's body, which he could not even put himself beneath until he was attracted again.

"Are you doing it? If you can't, I will help you."

"No, I can do it myself."

Waipan Raset's face was more wrinkled than before, but he made Mamoru smile and put his hand into the bathroom.

"Please, then. You have half an hour, so long as you put on your coat, I will take you to your master."

After that, he waited outside, left Chanin standing, and then changed his things, not knowing what to do.

When he can't run away, he has to do it, doesn't he?

It's true, isn't it?