I am a rich second generation

Perhaps in the history of mankind, after being kidnapped, the person who lived the most comfortable life was none other than Yang Xiaotian.

Drinking small beer and eating crayfish, Yang Xiaotian felt happy.

Song Wanjun originally thought about how to humiliate and torture Yang Xiaotian after capturing Yang Xiaotian, but she didn't expect that Yang Xiaotian would become domineering!

It's delicious, it's spicy, it's so irritating!

"Yang Xiaotian, do you regard this as your home?" Song Wanjun exclaimed angrily.

"Yes!" Yang Xiaotian said, "Song Wanjun, are you not convinced?"

"I'm just not convinced!" Song Wanjun said bitterly.

Things clearly shouldn't be like this.

It should be her, Song Wanjun, who tortured Yang Xiaotian in every possible way, and Wang Long assisted him, making Yang Xiaotian unable to survive or die!

But now it is Wang Long who is blinded by the huge amount of money of one billion, and dare not neglect Yang Xiaotian.

The magic of money is so powerful.

This also has something to do with Yang Xiaotian's relatives who did not pay the money. If they were relatives, Wang Long didn't care about Yang Xiaotian's threat at all, he would hit Yang Xiaotian, anyway, relatives couldn't watch Yang Xiaotian die.

But one assistant, Wang Long even suspected that this assistant wanted Yang Xiaotian to die so that he could blackmail Yang Xiaotian's wealth.

This is the scene where Yang Xiaotian is domineering.

And Song Wanjun just couldn't get angry!

"Song Wanjun, do you know what you look like when you are angry?" Yang Xiaotian said with a smile.

"Like what?" Song Wanjun was also dazzled by Yang Xiaotian, and unexpectedly asked.

"A female donkey with red hair!" Yang Xiaotian let out a strange smile, "Jie Jie Jie Jie!"

"Yang Xiaotian, you are looking for death!" Song Wanjun couldn't bear it anymore, raised her hand, and slapped Yang Xiaotian's face.

Yang Xiaotian was extremely calm, neither dodging nor dodging.

But Wang Long grabbed Song Wanjun's hand and said coldly: "Song Wanjun, before I get the one billion, I don't want any accidents. If you want to beat Yang Xiaotian, you can do it after you get the money! If it's because of you If I can’t get one billion, I’ll sell you to Africa and serve as a prostitute for warlords, and every day, a thousand black people will take turns to come to you, and I will do what I say!”

Wang Long's eyes were cold, and he spoke loudly!

Money is the most important thing!

One billion, Wang Long is determined to win!

Whoever hinders Wang Long from making money is Wang Long's biggest enemy!

Song Wanjun is no exception!

What's more, Song Wanjun herself is a tool used by Wang Long, and now Song Wanjun's use value is basically gone. Wang Long didn't want to kill people and save money, but he already wanted to serve him well when Song Wanjun was in the Alien Club. separated.

Song Wanjun felt like falling into an ice cellar, trembling with fright.

She understood that what Wang Long said was true.

If she Song Wanjun really ruined Wang Long's good deeds, Wang Long would [-]% sell her to Africa as a prostitute, making her life worse than death!

"I'm sorry, Brother Long." Song Wanjun could only bow her head in humiliation, "I will restrain myself!"

"That's good!" Wang Long let go of Song Wanjun's hand.

Song Wanjun's wrist turned red and purple, but she didn't dare to cry out the pain.

She could only look at herself sullenly.

Even if Song Wanjun is blackened into Niu Colu Wanjun, it is impossible for Wang Long to be a stupid emperor with a negative IQ, and it is impossible for her to be at the mercy of Song Wanjun.Song Wanjun thought about it carefully, and suddenly realized that she was also the weak side.

Song Wanjun finally decided to keep a low profile.

But Song Wanjun wants to keep a low profile, Yang Xiaotian will not let Song Wanjun be so low-key.

Song Wanjun, this hateful woman, played with Yang Xiaotian's sincerity.

Taunting Yang Xiaotian and hurting Yang Xiaotian's feelings.

She is stinky and shameless, and wants to break up with Yang Xiaotian.

Now it is Lian Wanglong who kidnapped Yang Xiaotian.

Yang Xiaotian didn't intend to make Song Wanjun feel better.

"Wang Long!" Yang Xiaotian said, "I have one more request!"

"Don't go too far!" Wang Long stared at Yang Xiaotian viciously, "I only endured you for the sake of a billion dollars, don't make me bear it!"

"One billion, you can bear it!" Yang Xiaotian laughed, "Besides, this is my last request, and this request has nothing to do with you."

"What do you want?" Wang Long frowned.

Yang Xiaotian pointed at Song Wanjun and said, "I want her—"

"You want to fuck her?" Wang Long felt ridiculous.If a person is kidnapped, can he still have sperm on his brain?

"Haha, of course not, she doesn't know how many times I woke up in the morning!" Yang Xiaotian said, "I want Song Wanjun to serve me like a maid, and there is no other request except for the first time! Will you satisfy me? If you ask, I will say that I have been hurt, and I will not let the assistant give you money!"

"Okay, okay, Song Wanjun, go serve Yang Xiaotian!" Wang Long didn't take Song Wanjun seriously at all.Although Song Wanjun is a beautiful woman, if Wang Long has a billion dollars, a woman like Song Wanjun and Wang Long can change every day, so what is Song Wanjun?

"I...I..." Song Wanjun felt extremely humiliated.

She planned a fight, not only failed to take revenge on Yang Xiaotian, but even wanted to serve Yang Xiaotian like a maid, what if she was willing?

"You don't want to?" Wang Long glared at Song Wanjun and said coldly, "Do you want me to teach you?"

"I...I am willing." Song Wanjun was stunned by Wang Long's stare.

"Song Wanjun, come here!" Yang Xiaotian waved to Song Wanjun.

"What orders do you have?" Song Wanjun was also flexible, since she couldn't resist, she simply went all out.Anyway, she has slept with Yang Xiaotian more than once, so there is nothing to be afraid of.Forbearance, forbearance forbearance!

Anyway, Song Wanjun has decided, he will kill Yang Xiaotian when he gets the money, and serve a dying person, no loss!

"Call me master!" Yang Xiaotian said with a smirk.

"Master." Song Wanjun said with a sigh.

"Pour me wine." Yang Xiaotian said.

Song Wanjun lowered her body and obediently poured wine for Yang Xiaotian.

"Help me drink, move slowly!" Yang Xiaotian really treats Song Wanjun like a maid, and doesn't save Song Wanjun any face.

Song Wanjun honestly fed wine to Yang Xiaotian.

"Peel the crayfish for me." Yang Xiaotian said.

Song Wanjun could only endure the greasy peeling of the crayfish.

"Feed me." Yang Xiaotian said again.

Song Wanjun fed Yang Xiaotian again with her own hands.

Song Wanjun felt that she was so cheap, the ancient maids who served the emperor were not so considerate and pleasing to the eye.

Full of wine and food, Yang Xiaotian burped.

"After washing your hands, massage my shoulders." Yang Xiaotian lay down on the chair and said.

Song Wanjun could only wash her hands with mineral water, and feed Yang Xiaotian to pinch her shoulders. After all, she used to be a technician in the Alien Club, and her technique was very good.Yang Xiaotian moaned comfortably.

"This biu is so cool..." Yang Xiaotian sang, shaking his legs, "The sky is so blue, the ground is so yellow, everything looks beautiful, today I just feel good..."