I'm a cannon fodder, but I'm actually a heartthrob

[Your identity in this world is a spoiled and willful cannon fodder...]

The sound of 0517 suddenly disappeared.

Rong Jin opened his eyes in surprise and met a pair of deep blue eyes.

Then, Rong Jin fell into the endless abyss.

[Hehehe.]

The sharp laughter woke Rong Jin up. He opened his eyes and looked at the shabby room, feeling confused.

[Hello, unlucky guy. You are a poor soul, a little slave bought by the Ling family. However, because the kingdom does not allow slaves, the owner of the Ling family asked you to call them "brother" and "young mother".]

[But in reality, you are still the little slave of the Ling family.]

This sentence made Rong Jin confused.

What slave, what brother, what stepmother?

And this is not the sound of 0517.

"Qiqi, are you there?"

When Rong Jin said this, the surroundings suddenly became quiet, and even the inexplicable voice could no longer be heard.

A minute later, the voice appeared again.

[Dear, you can call me "Mirror Spirit".]

The Mirror Spirit's voice was no longer sharp and annoying, but became gentle instead.

[Dear, this is the mirror world. You need to find a way to escape from the mirror world, otherwise you will be trapped here forever~]

The voice of the mirror spirit did not appear in Rong Jin's mind, but seemed to come from the sky.

Rong Jin looked up and saw only spider webs on the wall.

[You are so cute, can I kiss you? Sorry, sorry, I am not an unrestrained mirror spirit, it’s mainly because my dear, you are so cute, I really like you and want to kiss you.]

Rong Jin covered his mouth in fear and shook his head.

The mirror spirit said regretfully: [Well, dear, I wish you good luck.]

"Puff-"

The door of the room was kicked open roughly. A tall man stood outside the door, looking at Rong Jin with cold eyes.

"It's already nine o'clock. Did you die in the house?"

Rong Jin couldn't help but take a few steps back, not knowing what to say.

[Dear, please don’t reveal that you are not the original little slave, otherwise you will be dragged into the small dark room... hehe.]

The fear in Rong Jin's eyes became more obvious.

Ling Huan frowned unhappily: "Are you fucking deaf? Can't you understand what people are saying?"

Rong Jin raised his head in panic and said, "I'm sorry, I'll get up and work now."

This time he had the original owner's memories, but they were very vague.

He was a little slave bought by the Ling family a year ago, but some time ago the kingdom stipulated that slaves were not allowed, and a thorough investigation was required to determine whether any large families had slaves.

So Ling Huan asked Rong Jin to call him brother, and asked Rong Jin to follow him and call his stepmother "stepmother".

"Brother, I'm sorry..."

Ling Huan's heart trembled violently.

When did this little slave's voice become so beautiful?

He couldn't help but walk forward and wipe the little slave's dirty face clean.

Was the little slave ever this beautiful? She was so beautiful that she didn't look like a slave at all, but more like a tool used by the big family to vent their sexual desires.

Tsk, no wonder his father chose this skinny little slave.

Unfortunately, his father died early, and the little slave had to serve him.

Ling Huan glanced at the tattered bed and didn't want to sit on it, so he pulled up the little slave and said, "From today on, you will live in my...the room next to mine."

He actually wanted to let the little slave live in his room, but Ling Huan was worried that the little slave would run away in fear.

Rong Jin looked at Ling Huan at a loss, not understanding why he let him live next door to him.

But Rong Jin did not dare to ask his master questions, nor did he dare to disobey his master's orders.

He honestly packed up his things in the room, then followed Ling Huan to the master bedroom.

Ling Huan leaned on the door frame and watched Rong Jin put things into the new room.

While Rong Jin was packing up his things, he observed Ling Huan out of the corner of his eye, and was surprised that Ling Huan had the patience to watch him clean the room.

You have to know that Ling Huan has always had a bad temper. He has no patience for anything and gets angry at the slightest thing that doesn't go his way.

He couldn't help but speed up, put everything away, walked up to Ling Huan and said, "Brother, I'm going to clean up now."

Ling Huan stretched out his arm to stop him, with a playful smile on his face: "I haven't washed up this morning, come to my room and wash up for me."

"Ah?" Rong Jin lowered his head and said reluctantly: "Brother, let's go to your room then."

Rong Jin has a lot of work to do every day. After all, the Ling family doesn’t raise him for free.

He got up late today and didn't have enough time to begin with. Now Ling Huan wanted him to help with washing up. He might have to work until very late before he could rest.

Ling Huan didn't know why Rong Jin was unhappy, so he pretended to be fierce and said, "Why? Don't you want to do it?"

Rong Jin saw that he was about to get angry, so he quickly waved his hands and said, "No, no."

"Oh, let's go."

Ling Huan's room has an independent bathroom, and all toiletries are placed on the shelf.

Rong Jin sorted all these things out by himself, so there is no need to spend time looking for the corresponding toiletries.

He filled the toothbrush cup with water, squeezed toothpaste onto the toothbrush, and placed it in front of Ling Huan.

Ling Huan raised his eyelids and said, "Brush my teeth yourself."

Rong Jin had never brushed anyone's teeth before, so he picked up the toothbrush awkwardly, then stood on tiptoes and tried to put the toothbrush into Ling Huan's mouth.

But Ling Huan was too tall. Even though Rong Jin tried his best to stand on tiptoe, he still couldn't reach him.

Rong Jin said cautiously, "Brother, can you bend down a bit? I can't reach you."

"Tsk, trouble."

Ling Huan bent down seemingly impatiently, but in fact his eyes were fixed on Rong Jin.

Rong Jin put the toothbrush in Ling Huan's mouth and brushed his teeth carefully.

Seeing her cute appearance, Ling Huan's eyes gradually changed.

It took me five minutes to finish brushing my teeth.

The main reason is that brushing someone else's teeth is completely different from brushing your own teeth. Rong Jin didn't dare to make Ling Huan uncomfortable, so he went much slower.

Ling Huan did not ask Rong Jin to help him rinse his mouth. He quickly rinsed his mouth and said, "Help me wash my face."

Rong Jin scooped up the water and sprinkled it on Ling Huan's face.

His movements were gentle, like tickling an itch.

Ling Huan barely endured and let Rong Jin wash his face, but finally he couldn't bear it anymore, he held Rong Jin's wrist and said in a hoarse voice: "Give me **."

Rong Jin opened his eyes wide and asked in disbelief: "What did you say?"

Ling Huan repeated: "**."

He held Rong Jin's hand and said, "As the little slave of the Ling family, shouldn't you satisfy all the needs of your master?"

Rong Jin quickly pulled his hand back and said, "Sorry, I still have to clean up. I'm leaving now."

He rushed out the door and didn't stop until he reached the first floor.

It’s over, he must have offended Ling Huan this time.

Rong Jin wiped his tears, picked up the broom on the ground, and cleaned the first floor pitifully.

There was an extra piece of garbage on the ground that had just been swept. Rong Jin felt even more aggrieved. He squatted down to pick up the garbage and unexpectedly found that it was actually a whole candy.

"Rong Jin?"

Rong Jin, who was squatting on the ground, looked up and saw a man in gorgeous clothes.

The man looked at Rong Jin's pitiful appearance and threw him another candy: "Are you unhappy?"