I Picked up a Young Man at the Bottom of the Cliff

[Calm, calm and emotionally slow heroine VS the handsome master with black belly and black hair] I clenched the corners of my clothes and approached the master. I was about to ask: "Master, this..." What did my husband mean... Before I could ask, I was interrupted by the master. The ends of his narrow eyes were raised, and his handsome eyebrows were slightly raised. Frowning, with a bit of anger on his face: "Ugly girl, if you don't want to be thrown into the bathtub by me today, just be obedient and don't ask me what my husband means." ------The male protagonist is a master, and he will appear later~ A very short essay.