Loving the Most Handsome Man in the Capital

"Less, young master..." Seeing that Mu Yun had been standing there still, the servants were beating in shock, not knowing what their demon young master was thinking of tormenting methods.

Mu Yun looked back, glanced at the few servants full of terror, and moved upstairs to the room.

The second ancestor lived alone on the third floor, and the entire third floor was his site. He didn't feel much in other rooms. The only human sand room made him feel abnormal.

It’s not difficult to understand the human sandbags, just to hang people up and use them as sandbags for the second ancestor to practice!

The hanger was either a servant who made the second ancestor unhappy at home, or someone who offended the second ancestor from outside. As long as the second ancestor was not happy, he brought the person back to hang and beat him.

No one in the family had said about him, but instead indulged him and let him come.

What a...beast!

Instead of visiting other rooms, Mu Yun walked directly to the sleeping room, and when he entered, he saw the scary bed placed in the middle of the room.

He simply looked around and walked to the bed, sitting slowly with his **** covered, and the whole person sank at once, swaying on the bed uncontrollably.

Scared that he quickly struggled to get up from the bed and stood aside, looking at the moving bed in front of his eyes with open eyes, at this moment he just wanted to scold people!

What a bed!

Why move!

The memory in his mind told him that it was a waterbed, a very comfortable bed.

Comfortable?

Not really!

Anyway, he only felt scary, not at all comfortable.

Turning out of the room without hesitation and coming downstairs, he said in the panicked eyes of the servants, "Change the bed in my room."

"Yes!" The servants did not dare to have any doubt, and immediately ran upstairs to withdraw the bed inside.

The butler walked over, trembling, and asked, "Master, what kind of bed do you want to change?"

Mu Yun thought about it very seriously and said, "Wooden bed."

housekeeper:"……"

When did the delicate and discerning young master suddenly like a wooden bed? Can the master really sleep with such a hard bed?

The butler knew that he couldn't really get a wooden bed according to what the young master said. He combined Mu Yun's previous preferences to get a bed that was not too soft but not too hard.

The servants worked very quickly, and within 40 minutes, a new bed had been placed in Mu Yun's room.

He sat on the bed, soft, but much more comfortable than the waterbed just now, and his buttocks did not hurt so much.

I felt the sweat on my body and immediately got up and walked to the bathroom in the room, but when I saw the housekeeper and servant standing at the door, I was shocked.

"Why are you still here?"

When the housekeeper heard it, his forehead jumped suddenly. This was over, and the young master was angry again!

"Master, let's go to the penalty room." The housekeeper said that he would take the servants to be punished.

Mu Yun: "..."

This **** thing, the original owner! Look at these people.

"Okay, no need to go, let's go down." Mu Yun said helplessly.

"No?" The butler looked at Mu Yun with an unbelievable expression, thinking he had heard it wrong.

When was Master so kind?

"Well, no need, go down, I want to take a shower." Mu Yun said and closed the door.

The housekeeper and the servants stood at the door in disbelief, staring at the closed door, as if to stare out a hole.

"This, Uncle Wu, young master, really don't punish us?" the servant asked.

The housekeeper was also at a loss. This was something that had never happened before, and I didn't know what to do for a while.

They stood at the door for a long time before they heard the butler say: "Let's go to the penalty."

The other servants listened and felt that the penalty was still reliable. Who knows if the young master gets up tomorrow morning, will he change his mind again?

So everyone consciously went to the penalty room and knelt in a place full of nails.