Huang Shang stared at her without speaking. Rong Duomeng had a guilty conscience, and the look in Huang Shang's eyes made her a little uneasy. She walked up to Huang Shang, tangled her two little hands together, lowered her head and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Huang." Huang Shang heard this and understood. He glanced at her and said lightly: "I'm sorry." "I know I was wrong. I shouldn't have given the food you gave me to my grandpa." Rong Duomeng lowered his head and whispered. "It seems you haven't understood yet." "Xiao Meng, for your sneaky behavior, I have every reason to kill you." Huang Shang said coldly that he wanted to teach Rong Duomeng a lesson. He didn't blame Rong Duomeng for sneaking food to her grandfather, but he admired her very much. Although she was not familiar with the world, she was a child who respected her elders. What he didn't like was that Rong Duomeng didn't regard them as his own, but instead did such things secretly.
If Rong Duomeng said it or did it openly, he would not object. So he wanted Rong Duomeng to make his position clear. Since he joined them, everyone is a team and cannot hide anything from him. "Ah...kill us?" Rong Duomeng exclaimed after hearing that he wanted to kill her and her grandfather. She looked at Huang Shang's cold and fierce face, and her face turned pale with fright. She didn't expect it to be so serious. She didn't see Tian Yurou, and Huang Shang was waiting for her here again, thinking that they had already agreed to deal with her and her grandfather. "Plop." The sound of knees falling to the ground was heard. "Master Huang, I understand. I was really wrong. Can you let my grandpa go?" Rong Duomeng knelt in front of Huang Shang, with a look of prayer on her face. Huang Shang saw Rong Duomeng kneeling on the ground, looking pitiful and confused? I thought in my mind: Did I say I wanted to kill them? What kind of god-level understanding does she have? However, she had some backbone and did not excuse herself. She just wanted to let her grandfather go. He felt that this punishment was enough. They were already kneeling on the ground. How else could he punish them? Then he said: "Xiaomeng, you still don't understand where you went wrong?" "I...I don't know." Rong Duomeng knelt on the ground and glanced at Huang Shang timidly. She was really frightened, and tears were already welling up in her eyes. Huang Shang sat up, squatted down, lifted Rong Duomeng's chin with his hand, and said softly.
"Xiaomeng, if you join us, you are one of our own." "If you tell me this kind of thing, I will agree." "What I'm angry about is that you don't treat us as your own." "You understand now?" Rong Duomeng burst into tears upon hearing this and was speechless for a moment. "Woooo..." I cursed myself in my heart: It turned out not to be what I thought, why am I so stupid. "Then...then you won't kill us." Rong Duomeng asked with a cry on his face. Huang Shang looked at the pitiful Rong Duomeng, and suddenly felt an urge to hold her in his arms to comfort her. I thought to myself: You are crying so pitifully, how else can I punish you? After thinking about it, he said. "Death penalty can be avoided, but living crime cannot be escaped. How do you think I should punish you?" Seeing Rong Duomeng still kneeling on the ground, he added: "Stop kneeling, get up and talk." When Rong Duomeng heard this, he wiped his tears and stood up. "Yeah~" She had kneeled so hard just now that when she stood up, her knees gave out and she fell to the ground. Huang Shang had quick eyes and quick hands and grabbed her in his arms. Feeling the outrageous curves, Huang Shang looked down and saw Rong Duomeng tilting her head in his arms. With his big clear eyes open, he said blankly: "Master Huang, I know I was wrong. I shouldn't treat you as an outsider. How do you want to punish me?" Huang Shang pushed Rong Duomeng away and sat on the rocking chair. He no longer wanted to punish Rong Duomeng, he just wanted to let her know where she was wrong. But he couldn't take back what he said, so he said, "You can think about it yourself and make sure I am satisfied." Rong Duomeng recovered and regained her innocence. She put her finger on the corner of her mouth, tilted her head and thought about it. She thought to herself: She is so stupid. She obviously made a mistake, and Mr. Huang left it to him to decide the punishment. Why didn't he think of it? Cook for him? Sister Yurou can cook, but she can only eat. Cleaning? This seems to be my obligation.
Fight well? You can't help yourself. By the way, he said he wanted to satisfy him, was this a hint to himself? He likes...short skirts? Ah... Do you want to wear it for him to see? Hey, why am I not very resistant? No, it must be him. Huang Shang sat in the rocking chair and watched Rong Duomeng's face turn red and white, not knowing what she was thinking. Finally, Rong Duomeng lightly chopped off his foot. Blushing, he said, "Mr. Huang, I can show you in a short skirt." Huang Shang was stunned when he heard this. It's not that he hasn't thought about it, it's that he didn't expect Rong Duomeng to take the initiative to talk about it. I shouted in my heart: Is there such a good thing? Rong Duomeng looked at Huang Shang in a daze, thinking he acquiesced. She put one hand behind her back, stood on tiptoes, stretched out a jade hand, and said playfully: "Bring it here, I'll change it." Huang Shang didn't hesitate at all on the question of whether to be an animal or worse than an animal. He turned over his backpack. The only short skirt suit was purchased from other survivors. He also asked Xiao Cai to make a copy. Took out the short skirt and handed it to Rong Duomeng. Rong Duomeng turned her head and looked around for a few times, then walked to the bow and rudder. Because the bow was upturned and the guardrails on both sides were high, she could change clothes by squatting. As for changing clothes in the cabin, she didn't dare to be seen by Sister Yu Rou. Huang Shang saw that Rong Duomeng's figure was blocked by the furnace, and he felt sorry. "Okay, Master Huang, come here quickly." Huang Shang was delighted when he heard this, and ran quickly to the bow. Looking at the corner, Rong Duomeng was sitting on the deck. Her delicate little face was shy and timid, her hair was tied into two ponytails again, she wore a black and white lace pattern tube top on her upper body, and a black flared short skirt on the bottom. Her slender limbs contrasted sharply with other parts, and her milky skin emitted a white jade-like halo at night. "Master Huang~" Rong Duomeng blinked her big eyes at Huang Shang.
… “Your Majesty, why are you sitting at the bow?” Tian Yurou walked out of the cabin.
