The servants in the courtyard all said that Ali who served the young master was the most polite.
Ali just laughed after hearing this.
You only know that I am polite, know etiquette, and understand etiquette, but you don't know that I am just pretending to be polite, like a peeping tom, timid and looking up, not daring to go overboard in every word or deed, lest my thoughts be revealed.
For Ali, the master is heaven, an irreplaceable existence. He lowered himself to the dust and willingly gave everything.
But one day, buds sprouted and leaves grew in the dust... How could he endure it anymore?
The attack in the early stage is relatively weak, the middle is black, and the back is □□.
[Don't be fooled by the appearance. It's only the first volume for abuse. Don't keep me cold, little cuties. The rest will be really sweet. Our Ali is a loyal dog]
The patient and loyal dog slave attacks VS the cold and sultry master suffers
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