The Virgin Girl Belongs to the Master

Lesson part two.

"Miss hungry?" ask Ken.

Naya nodded and then nodded. Now he just realized it turns out that revolting to Laura will only make his own body suffer. From last night he did not eat, nor did he sleep because he thought hard to escape.

However, futile. So many guards passing by at home and outside that to go to the kitchen alone he did not dare.

The girl fell asleep without eating. She didn't eat breakfast this morning because she thought Laura would let her go.

Unfortunately, it was just a hallucination. Never mind letting go, he even got a really sick slap. Now he was really scared of Laura.

Without a second thought rushed him to sit in the chair—-posing about to take food— without heeding the beautiful and expensive clothes that wrap the body.

However, it was only a matter of seconds, Ken heartlessly pulled him to the point that he would inevitably have to stand up again. Naya was obviously unhappy and hissing.

"Wait a minute, Miss. It's not that ethical" said Ken.

Naya snorting. She resigned when Ken returned to tidying up the dress that had tangled. The man had been like a crazy psychopath of neatness to the point that even the slightest tangled clothes were groomed for so long. Ribet.

"Udah?" ask Naya. He's sniffing.

Ken didn't respond, he kept a calm face.

"From now on Miss is not allowed to sit like that," he ordered, which sounded more annoying.

"Certainly? I should what?" sahut Naya is getting upset. He was hungry because he did not eat last night. Now when dealing with food must also be blocked. A little too much, isn't it?

"How to let your waiter or partner do it. Remember that point," Ken explained as he pulled up the chair.

Naya's approaching. He was about to sit down but Kenzi prevented him from returning by holding his back with a pen.

"What else?" Naya glares. 'Truly test the patience of this person, ' he continued in his heart.

"How to straighten your clothes first Miss. Let it be later after eating clothes Miss still looks neat. When sitting down, Miss' thighs should not be open. The ankle between the legs Miss must cross so as not to give a gap," said Ken, at length.

Afterwards, Naya sighed and then snorted. He obeyed Ken's orders and sat down.

Feeling that Ken did not protest anymore, Naya quickly grabbed the beef steak in front. Unfortunately again at Ken with a pen until the plate fell and a little sound.

"Otherwise?" spiteful Naya. He glanced at Ken who was standing expressionlessly.

"The way is not so. Take slowly. Must elegant. Without bending or forcing the body to move more. Remember, Miss's position should remain upright."

However, the hungry Naya ignores Ken's orders and catches the fried chicken instead.

Unfortunately repeated again. Not even the tongue feels the pleasure of chicken thighs without the cue Ken has pulled it and put it to its original place.

Naya hissing. Now he just wants to swallow Ken round and round.

"Sister Ken. I could have had a quiet lunch. I'm sprawled, Brother. No eating from last night ...." Naya half whined.

But again Kenzi did not express himself. He exhaled heavily and brought the steak plate closer and sliced it into small pieces.

"Miss, please look at my ways. Cut this without looking down. The body must remain upright. Cut this don't use emotion. Quiet and elegant. Remember that."

Naya sighs. He rested his tired back, unfortunately still got a pen blow.

"Look at me, Miss. Please focus."

Jolting her feet, Naya looked at Ken annoyed. "Sister Ken. What do you guys want, anyway? You guys love me luxuries but treat me like a prisoner. Please don't torture me. I'm hungry, Brother ...."

Ken didn't say. He was busy slicing the steak.

"It's done. Now eat, Miss. Remember, you need to calm down. Without dropping or dropping food. Eat enough in one corner of the mouth just so there is no leftover. And remember, don't let anything stick to your lips."

'Oh God. This guy's more awesome than Grandma's attached to it. Goddamnit.'

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