Crossing the Queen Feitian: The Harem Male Concubine

Chapter 2 Rebellious Boy, Childish Master (1)

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Mogu Dunhuang.

This is an ancient matrilineal country where women ruled, women were superior to men and inferior to men, and matrilineal status was supreme—women proclaimed themselves kings and emperors, and men served their wives and kept chastity.

For women, the main thing is the outside; for men, the main thing is the inside.

For thousands of years, women have become accustomed to the toughness that dominates the country of their daughters, and men have also become accustomed to submissiveness, following women's wishes without complaint or regret.

It all seemed to them and to them the usual thing—

But from "he"'s point of view, he could only sneer.

It was also because of his rebellious and slippery temper that he was once again thrown in front of the tablet of the female ancestor by the soul censor, the supreme mistress of his family, by the ears!
The mother-in-law started the 18-year-old chatter that will never change:
"Can the duck's feathers be plucked?"

——As soon as the whip fell, the ass was hurt!

"What are you going to do with the dog hole in the wall? Will there be gold?!"

——The whip fell twice, flashing his back.

With a thick skin, he raised his eyes and laughed at his mother: "My lord, you missed your hand, your butt is not on your back—"

Unexpectedly, this joking sentence was even more violently "cracked" by Laihun Yushi...

It was a good beating.

Ouch... This time not only hurts my back, but also hurts my butt!

The roar of my lord fell from the top of my head!
"Play! I'll let you play again! You know how to play! You know how to play wild! Besides wandering around all day, what else do you know! What evil did the Hun family do to attract such an unprogressive bastard like you? , you are like that puddle of useless muddy water!"

He twitched his cheeks childishly, followed what his mother said, and muttered softly to himself: Yes, yes, I am that pool of useless soul water, the soul water that escaped from your stomach, mother, I would like to ask my mother why she gave me such a simple and weird name?
He knelt on his own, and the pain and itching on his body...was also his own, even thick-skinned, ignoring the eloquent lectures of his mother, it was his own shame.

(End of this chapter)