Chapter 303 To Be Abused

Chapter 303 masochism

Duo La opened the huge refrigerator in the kitchen and found everything in it, including bread, milk, ham, eggs, vegetables, and fruit.

"Wow, so much food. I'm starving." Duo La took a piece of bread and, ignoring its hardness, wolfed it down.

She was so hungry that she had not eaten twice and her legs were weak from hunger!

Duo La didn't start cooking until he was full.

It's just that she doesn't know much about breakfast, plus she hasn't cooked for a long time, so her skills are rusty.

"What does Mu Zicong like to eat in the morning?" Duo La stared at the fridge for a while, feeling a little headache. "The most in the fridge is bread. Then make him a sandwich and a glass of milk."

Toasting bread and warm milk were the easiest things to do, and Duo La could only do that.

So, Duo La quickly baked a piece of bread and warmed a glass of milk. After all this, Duo La was extremely proud.

"People who are usually too lazy to cook actually make breakfast for their enemies. What is this?" Duo La thought it was incredible!

"Mu zicong thought you were lucky enough to let this girl cook in person. My parents rarely enjoy this treatment!" Duo La shook his head and walked into the living room with bread and milk.

At that time, mu zicong was absorbed in reading the newspaper in the living room. His long legs were casually placed at the corner of the table. His stiff suit and white shirt made him look especially energetic. His tall nose bridge, moderately thick lips, charming and unruly between his brows, and his exquisite facial features were perfectly matched. It was the perfect masterpiece of god, not just the word "Handsome."

"This man is really the best. He's as good as Jiang Xiaoyun." They are all chu pretty from the business world. What do you want? How envious!

However, at the thought of mu zicong's attitude towards her, Duo La no longer had any good feelings for him.

Although the man in front of him is handsome, what's the use of being handsome?

Can I eat it for dinner?

No, not even a steamed bun!

Besides, he had a bad heart and made her stay with the shark all night. Fortunately, she was adaptable, and if it were another woman, she might have been scared of a heart attack!

Recalling the little things that happened to Mu Zicong, Duo La no longer had any good feelings.

"Young master Mu, enjoy your breakfast." Duo La brought the milk and bread to Mu Zicong and waited for him to finish eating.

Duo La put down the plate, and Mu Zicong's eyes only glanced lightly over the bread on the plate. "The bread is so hard to bake. How can I eat it?"

"No, I just baked it." Duo La mumbled.

"You can tell at a glance that the fire has passed and the bottom of the bread has been burnt by you. How can this young master swallow it?" Mu Zicong withdrew his gaze and focused on the newspaper in his hand.

How did Mu Zicong know the bottom was burnt by himself?

He could see it all. It was amazing!

However, just as Duo La was thinking about the problem, Mu Zicong suddenly said, "And milk, should I bring it to this young master after blowing it cold? The milk has just come out of the oven and is steaming hot. How can I swallow it?"

"..." Duo La was speechless for a moment." Young master Mu, the milk will be cold after a while. It's just time to drink later.

"No, breakfast has never been made." Mu Zicong put away the newspaper, and there was not a single flaw in his eyes.

"Ah?" Duo La was stunned.

"Can't you see such an obvious problem?" Mu Zicong picked a bone out of an egg.

"Yes, yes." Mu Zicong was not afraid of wasting food, and he was not afraid of starvation. So let's do it. Anyway, she was not in a hurry, so it didn't matter.

So, dora took the burnt bread and milk and ate it all the way.

"Continue to bake bread, warm milk, and train yourself. Go home and cook breakfast for mom and dad." Duo La comforted herself. Now she had no ability to resist Mu Zicong, so she had to compromise.

Back in the kitchen, Duo La took out the bread from the refrigerator and put it on the toaster. She planned to make a new breakfast for Mu Zicong and milk.

Just like that, ten minutes later, Duo La made a new breakfast and brought it to Mu Zicong.

"Young master Mu, your bread and milk are ready." Duo La respectfully presented the breakfast, hoping that Mu Zicong would be free soon after eating it.

"The bread is not hot enough. The milk is cold." Mu Zicong glanced at the breakfast that Duo La had served again, his face expressionless and prickly.

Is the bread not hot enough? Cold milk?

Mu Zicong said it was cold before he tasted it. How did he know?

"Didn't you just hate the milk being hot? Now it's cold and you hate it. Mu Zicong, do you want to have breakfast or not?" He was so angry that he felt hot and cold. Who could know the temperature so accurately? Even a top chef might not be able to do just that. Mu Zicong was trying to torture himself!

"There's no heat in the milk. It's not cold. What's that?" Mu zicong grunted coldly, deliberately torturing Duo La, making the woman in front of him fall and kick himself again. This time, he had not properly tortured the woman in front of him.

"Bastard!" Duo La clenched her fists and wanted to make a move, but Duo La kept holding back. Moreover, she found that she did not know what kind of drug mu zicong had given her, so she could not exert much strength.

"How can a maid swear to her master? Don't forget our game, Wanyan Duola." Mu zicong looked at Duo La who had fallen into his hands with his lips hooked.

"Just do it again." Thinking of three days of games, Duo La endured it again.

At this point, she had no choice.

Picking up the milk and bread, Duo La ate the bread himself again.

Duo La took a deep breath and suppressed her unhappiness. Who told her that the man sitting in front of her was the master, and she was just a maid now?

Well, in order to get out of here, endure!

"Bastard, Mu Zicong." After two breakfasts in a row, he stuffed his slightly bulging stomach and made another breakfast.

Ten minutes later, Duo La once again brought her breakfast to Mu Zicong. This time, she paid special attention to the heat, even the warm milk was staring at, afraid of making a mistake.

"Young master Mu, breakfast is ready. Try it." Duo La held his temper and walked up to Mu Zicong again.

This time, however, Mu Zicong just turned around and glanced coldly at the bread in Duo La's hand. Suddenly, he reached out and patted it.

A crackling sound sounded, and the plate in his hand slipped from his hand and fell to the ground. The white porcelain bowls were broken into pieces and the ground was a mess. Duo La was almost dumbfounded as he held the porcelain bowl in his hands.

"Mu Zicong, what are you doing?" It was the third time he had cooked breakfast for him, and he tried his best. Mu Zicong, what was he going to do to torture himself?

"Take the hot milk and heat it up again. Do you think you can still drink it? And the bread, which is obviously rotten to the house, how can I swallow such disgusting food?" Mu zicong snorted coldly, his face full of difficulties.

This time Duo La saw clearly that Mu Zicong was deliberately making things difficult for himself!

"Mu Zicong, is it necessary to go this far? Eat or not!" Duo La turned around angrily, got up and wanted to leave.

She couldn't figure it out. She worked so hard to be a good maid, making breakfast several times over and over. What did she do there not suit Mu Zicong's heart?

Even if it was difficult, from last night until now, it was enough!

"I'm not playing this game anymore!" Duo La regretted agreeing to play with mu zicong for three days. She was free. Why was she angry with Mu Zicong?

Thinking about it, Duo La turned around and walked to the door of Mu Zicong's private villa. She wanted to go home and didn't want to stay here to play such a boring game with him!

"Wanyan Duola, do you think you left?" Mu Zicong suddenly stood up from the sofa, his long and slender hands resting casually on his suit pants, looking extremely elegant.

"What do you mean?" Duo La frowned.

"Look at the door." Mu zicong replied.

Looking in the direction mu zicong said, Duo La saw five bodyguards blocking the door.

Seeing this, Duo La instantly understood that Mu Zicong wanted these people to stop him.

However, they underestimated themselves!

"Hmph, they can try if they want to block it." Duo La clenched his fists and tried to break in.

However, just as he wanted to exert his strength, he found that his hands and legs were still very weak!

"What kind of drug did you give me? Why can't I exert much strength?" Duo La found herself as soft as lin daiyu.

"The drug won't regain its strength until three days later, so you'd better save it." Mu zicong snorted coldly. He knew that the woman in front of him was too good at fighting, so he chose not to be an ordinary drug.

"Despicable!" He was indeed a profiteer, and everything was under his control.

"This is just a game, and a little revenge. I don't think I'm despicable." If he was really despicable, he had a thousand kinds of extremely bad methods to torture the woman in front of him, but he did not, but chose the drug not to hurt her.

"I have to go out today. Get out of my way!" Duo La didn't want to stay here and suffer. He clenched his fist and shouted angrily at the bodyguard at the door. However, just as Duo La punched out, his fist was caught by the bodyguard at the door. The bodyguard pushed hard, bang, and the powerless Duo La fell to the ground...

"Oh..." Her hands fell to the ground and cut her own. A wave of pain came, and Duo La frowned in pain. "Bastard!"

Duo La immediately got up from the ground and attacked the bodyguards at the door again.

However, this time, the bodyguard grabbed Duo La's wrist and pushed her back again.

This time, the fall was even more serious. The pain in his hands and heart numbed him, and a lot of blood oozed out. Duo La's face turned pale from the pain.

"Don't try to break in. You're my bodyguard's opponent now. You'd better play the game with ben for the next three days." Mu zicong curled his lips and looked at the stubborn Duo La in front of him, his heart throbbing. The woman in front of him was really special, completely different from the woman he used to know. First of all, there was no such thing as a sassy girl among his girlfriends. Moreover, no woman dared to throw herself. Wanyan Duola was the first one in front of him.

"Bah, I'm not in the mood to stay here and suffer." Duo La got up from the ground and tried to break in again.