It wasn’t until late at night that the tall slave emerged from the storeroom, carrying his farm owner. The farm owner was covered with the slave’s clothes, with only a forearm hanging down, the fair, tender skin covered in bite marks. But after a few seconds, the slave pulled it back under the cover.

They couldn’t bathe in the storeroom, and Seth couldn’t let Lu Chen sleep all night covered in milk. He carried him back to the attic, drew a bath, and washed the farm owner clean before tucking him into bed.

In the middle of it, Lu Chen was woken up. He opened his eyes and mumbled curses, “Are you even human? I’m already like this and you’re still… Huh? Why is it thinner?”

The slave said expressionlessly, “It’s my fingers. I have to clean you out properly.”

Lu Chen’s lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but he was too tired. His head tilted to the side, and he fell back asleep.

After tucking Lu Chen into the covers, Seth lay down beside him. Feeling the warmth next to him, Lu Chen habitually rolled over, landing perfectly in Seth’s arms. The man held him with one arm, looking down at Lu Chen’s flushed face as he slept.

He’s only this obedient when he’s asleep.

He lowered his head and planted two hard kisses on his cheek.

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The next day, Seth was kicked awake. He was surprised Lu Chen still had the strength. The man briefly wondered if they could go all night next time. The next second, a pillow was thrown at his head.

What followed was a daily occurrence. The farm owner sat on the bed, his mouth running with endless scolding, threatening to whip him and make him sleep in the barn. But after saying this, he immediately remembered the ridiculous things that happened in the storeroom yesterday, and his face turned red.

The slave endured the hits and scolding without a sound, coming over to help the farm owner get dressed and put on his shoes. When the farm owner tried to slap him, he even took the chance to kiss his palm.

Lu Chen huffed angrily, “Don’t think you can just bully me. Be careful, or I’ll go to the slave market and buy another one… no, a whole bunch of them, and rotate them every night… Mmph!”

Before he could finish, the man suddenly lunged forward, grabbed his chin, and kissed him fiercely. His lips and tongue were stirred until they ached. Lu Chen struggled a few times but couldn’t escape. It was as if the man was doing it on purpose, a punishing kiss.

When he was finally released, the poor farm owner’s lips were swollen and bright red. With tears in his eyes, he said indistinctly, “You’re too much.”

This slave had lost his usual submissive demeanor. He stared intently at Lu Chen, his gray-blue eyes cold, and his voice deepened. “There can be no one else.”

Lu Chen raised his foot to kick him. “On what grounds!”

The man easily caught his ankle and said, word by word, “You can only have me!”

Seth had never looked at him like that, nor spoken to him in that tone. Lu Chen was stunned for a moment. His lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he just turned his head away and snorted coldly. “You eat so much, it’s already a loss just to feed you.”

Seth smiled, as if his earlier solemn anger had never existed. He smoothly knelt down to put on Lu Chen’s shoes, speaking with downcast eyes. “Yes, you can rest assured. I am very capable. I can do a lot of work.”

Because he had just woken up, the man was only wearing a tank top. Looking at the bulging muscles on his arms, Lu Chen thought, Hmm—he is quite capable.

The little morning episode quickly passed. The tall slave went back to his chores—chopping wood, milking cows. Although there was a lot to do, he worked in an orderly manner. Lu Chen sat under a tree, sipping black tea, fanning himself, and watching leisurely. The sun was too hot today; he wasn’t going to go wave his whip.

Without the farm owner’s supervision, the slave felt uneasy. After a short while, he took off his shirt, deliberately showing off in front of the farm owner. But even after he carried two buckets of water, Lu Chen still didn’t come over.

Seth couldn’t hold back any longer. He turned his head, and his anger shot to the roof. A new farmhand, who was usually sweet-talking and chatty, had gone over to the farm owner. Who knows what he said, but he had coaxed Lu Chen into smiling so much his eyes curved into crescents.

Seth’s face darkened. He slammed the buckets on the ground and strode over. He took a nearby towel and held it out to Lu Chen. “My back is sweaty. Could you help me wipe it?”

Lu Chen was listening to the young farmhand talk about interesting things at the market when a towel was suddenly thrust in front of him. He was taken aback, and the farmhand beside him was even more stunned. Everyone on the farm knew that the farm owner disliked Seth the most. This slave was so clueless, daring to ask the farm owner to wipe his back.

The farmhand sneered, about to mock him, but then he saw the farm owner actually take the towel. The slave turned around and bent over slightly. In the sunlight, sweat trickled down the groove of his spine, seeming to shimmer.

Water. What a pity. He was usually the type to cry with his eyes closed, so he had missed such a beautiful sight. He silently cursed his luck.

The farm owner gently wiped the slave’s back with the towel. The scene was utterly absurd. How could this be? Was he still a slave?

As the towel slid inch by inch, the man felt as if he could feel Lu Chen’s hand caressing his back right through the cloth. He let out a low groan, his Adam’s apple bobbing. He can’t keep wiping.

The slave spun around abruptly, grabbed the farm owner’s wrist, then raised his eyes to look at the farmhand who didn’t know what was good for him. The farmhand froze, an inexplicable chill running down his spine. Although Seth said nothing, his eyes clearly spelled out the words: Aren’t you going to get lost?

The farmhand scurried away.

After the man left, Lu Chen pouted and struggled to pull his hand away. “Don’t touch me. Be careful or I’ll whip you.”

Seth gave a slight tug, pulling him right in front of him, and lowered his voice. “I’ve been waiting all day. Why haven’t you whipped me yet?”

Lu Chen was speechless. I almost forgot, he’s a pervert.

Seth wouldn’t let him go. “What were you talking to him about just now? You even smiled at him.”

Lu Chen thought, So instead of working, he was just staring at me, huh?

Remembering the man’s sudden anger that morning, Lu Chen raised an eyebrow and said deliberately, “Oh, he said his cousin is looking for a job and wants to work on our farm too.” Lu Chen’s eyes curved into a smile as he said provocatively, “He said his cousin has great muscles, too.”

The man’s brow furrowed slightly.

After teasing him, Lu Chen hummed a little tune and turned to leave. They were in public, in broad daylight; he figured Seth couldn’t do anything to him. Let me think, he mused. The whip doesn’t work on this man anymore. What else is there…

The next moment, an arm tightened around his waist, and the world spun. When Lu Chen came to his senses, he was already slung over Seth’s shoulder. The prideful farm owner’s first instinct was to quickly look around. Thankfully, no one was there. At least he hadn’t lost face. Then he gritted his teeth and pounded the man’s back with his small fists. “Are you crazy?! Have you gotten bold?! Put me down!!”

The man’s thin lips were pressed into a line. He remained silent, his face grim. He didn’t take Lu Chen back to the two-story house but carried him to the rest quarters. The room was small, with only a single bed. The slave had slept here before he successfully made it into the farm owner’s bed.

Tossing him onto the bed, Seth looked down at him. Lu Chen looked around, and his legs felt a little weak. It felt like a beautiful little prince being brought into the slums. This was Seth’s territory, and it seemed like here, he could do whatever he wanted to the farm owner. The arrogant farm owner was about to pay the price for his careless words.

Lu Chen felt a flicker of fear but didn’t want to lose face. He put on a brave front, glaring at Seth while bluffing, “You! You believe I won’t call for help?!”

Seth sneered, bent down slightly, and pressed his fingers against Lu Chen’s mouth, tormenting his lips. This mouth is only soft when I’m kissing it. Usually, it said all sorts of things—scolding him, angering him. No matter what it said, Seth found it cute. But the one thing he couldn’t stand was hearing him talk about other men. Even just talking about it was forbidden.

“Master, why won’t you be good?”

Listen to that! Just listen! Calling him Master, yet telling him to be good!

Lu Chen huffed, opened his mouth, and bit the man’s fingers, applying slight pressure as he looked at him defiantly. Stupid dog, I’ll bite you to death!

The place where Lu Chen bit his fingers tingled, as if an electric current was passing through. Seth sighed. “Baby, a little harder.”

Lu Chen was shocked. He always underestimated how much of a pervert Seth was.

Not wanting to deal with him, Lu Chen released his mouth and tried to slip away, but the man grabbed his wrist and pushed him back. “Don’t you ever talk about finding other men again.” Seth lowered his head and bit Lu Chen’s ear. “Am I not enough to satisfy you?”

The tall slave showed off his superior physique and strong muscles to the farm owner, hoping he would understand that a slave as capable as him was rare and should be cherished. He could work day and night. No task was too much for him—plowing, fertilizing, watering the flowers, anything. The farm owner nodded with tears in his eyes, unable to form a complete sentence. In the end, he hoarsely promised that Seth would be his only slave.

The next day, the young farmhand was still thinking about his cousin. He wanted to suck up to the farm owner again to see if he could secure the job for his cousin. The farm owner didn’t leave his room all day.

The farmhand thought for a moment, then went to the kitchen, got a plate of baked cookies, and decided to bring them to the farm owner. He knocked on the door and heard the farm owner’s slightly hoarse voice from inside. “Just come in. What’s with the formality?”

The farmhand was silent for a moment. He tentatively pushed the door open and saw the farm owner lounging in a chair, a small blanket draped over him. The farm owner was from the East, with a particularly petite frame. His exposed face was only palm-sized. It wasn’t clear if he was sick or something, but his eyes and nose were a little red, and the black hair on his forehead hung down obediently.

The farmhand was mesmerized. How did this look like a farm owner? He looked more like a precious young master raised by a wealthy family. So… so beautiful.

There was no movement from the doorway for a long time. Lu Chen looked up, startled. “Why is it you?” Seth had just gone out to get him black tea, and he thought it was Seth coming back. The moment Lu Chen saw this farmhand, his bottom started to ache. If Seth came back and saw him, it would be a disaster.

He quickly waved his hand. “I’m not feeling well today. You should leave.”

But the more he said this, the further the farmhand walked in. “You’re not feeling well? I brought you some cookies. Should I call a doctor for you?” The farmhand was like someone seeing a rose for the first time, unable to resist getting closer to smell its fragrance. Such a beautiful farm owner. How had he never noticed before?

Lu Chen’s face grew cold. He snapped, “I told you to get out, can’t you hear me?!”

The farmhand couldn’t hear any of that. He walked forward step by step, holding his breath. “Don’t be afraid, I just want to… Ah!”

A sudden scream rang out. A man had kicked him, and the farmhand went flying, smashing into the wardrobe before slowly sliding down. Seth’s face was terrifyingly dark, like a dragon whose treasure had been coveted. He strode over and kicked him again and again. At first, screams could be heard, but then there was silence. He directly picked the man up and threw him out.

Hiss— So violent.

Lu Chen struggled to get up, his waist and legs aching terribly. He stumbled forward, wanting to see how badly the man was beaten, but the returning man simply picked him up and placed him on the bed. The man lowered his head and kissed him. “Did I scare you, baby?”

Since yesterday, Seth had been calling him that. Lu Chen pulled the blanket over his face, his voice muffled. “Don’t call me that.”

Seeing him like this, Seth’s recent rage instantly dissipated. He hugged him through the blanket. “Sweetheart, come out and eat something.”

He’s still calling me that! Lu Chen didn’t say a word, but his exposed ears were bright red.

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He wasn’t a heartless person who loves and leaves. For the past two days, Lu Chen had been thinking. He had been sleeping with this slave for so long; he couldn’t just let him remain a slave forever. Lu Chen thought that he didn’t care much about status. Although Seth came from a poor background, it didn’t matter. He could give him half of this farm in the future.

Where could you find a farm owner as easygoing as him?

Lu Chen wanted to make this a surprise for Seth and had even secretly had someone make rings. I wonder if this slave will be overjoyed when he finds out.

At the end of the month, the Pumpkin Merchants’ Guild meeting was held as scheduled. Lu Chen usually avoided such events, but Seth had taken a few days off, saying he had some family matters to attend to, and Lu Chen was bored.

That’s right. A slave! He actually asked for time off!

On the surface, Lu Chen acted nonchalant, waved his hand, and even told him to take a few more days. In reality, he suffered from insomnia that very night. He rolled around in bed hugging a pillow, shamefully missing the slave’s hot chest, his strong arms, and the feel of his soft, firm pectoral muscles.

Meanwhile, Seth was also frustrated. He said impatiently, “What was so important that you had to call me back?”

Joey shouted, “Please, you’re the owner of the farm! You can’t just push everything onto me! I don’t care, you must attend tomorrow’s guild meeting!”

Seth’s face was cold. “No. What if I run into Lu Chen?”

“You won’t. He almost never comes to these things. Besides the very first meeting, he hasn’t attended any of the others.”

Seth frowned in thought and finally agreed. However, his heart sank a little. He thought to himself that perhaps it was time to come clean with Lu Chen. He couldn’t keep deceiving him.

Seth went to the guild meeting early in the morning. He wanted to get things over with quickly and go back. He hadn’t been able to hold Lu Chen yesterday and had barely slept all night. He had developed a condition where he grew anxious when he was away from Lu Chen.

The crowd at the guild meeting gradually grew, and people came in a steady stream to talk to Seth. Seth was the biggest farm owner in this area, and he was the center of attention at the guild. But who would have thought that just two days ago, this very farm owner was working as a slave at someone else’s house, busy chopping wood and carrying water?

At the entrance to the meeting, Lu Chen strolled in. It was because Seth wasn’t there and he was bored. Since there was a guild meeting, he decided to come have a look. Thinking about it, Lu Chen found it frightening himself. Since when had he become so unable to be without this slave? He had gotten used to him being by his side at all times, used to calling for him whenever he wanted. When he was thirsty, he called Seth. When he was hungry, he called Seth. He needed Seth to put on his shoes, and when he was too lazy to walk, he called Seth to carry him.

Diagnosis: moderately lovesick.

Lu Chen lamented to himself while wandering aimlessly through the meeting. Suddenly, his eyes glanced over, and he froze.

Who was that? That man in the middle of a crowd, dressed in a sharp suit! Seth?! This was his so-called “visiting family”?!

Lu Chen stood rooted to the spot, feeling as if the blood in his veins had frozen. A terrible chill washed over him. His throat was dry. He randomly grabbed someone and asked hoarsely, “Who is that person?”

The person looked in the direction he pointed and said with surprise, “Seth Bolton, the biggest farm owner in the guild. You don’t know?”

Lu Chen gritted his teeth. Oh, he knew! He knew all too well! After all, just a day ago, this “farm owner” was holding him and asking for a two-day leave to visit family. Lu Chen clenched his fists tightly.

At the other end, Seth, who was talking to someone, seemed to sense something and suddenly looked up. The moment their eyes met, the man was clearly flustered.

Lu Chen didn’t stay another second. He turned and left. Panicked, Seth shoved what was in his hands to Joey and ran after him. “Baby—Lu Chen!”

He called out several times, but Lu Chen didn’t respond. The man had a long stride and quickly caught up, grabbing Lu Chen’s arm. He said in a low voice, “Baby, listen to me….”

Lu Chen looked up, revealing his reddened eyes.

Seth’s words caught in his throat. Except for when they were in bed, he could hardly bear to see Lu Chen’s tears. The sight of him crying made his heart ache. He softened his tone. “Baby, don’t cry, don’t cry. It’s my fault.”

Lu Chen sniffled. “Of course it’s your fault! Was it fun tricking me?!”

Seth said in a low voice, “I’m sorry, but other than this, I really didn’t know how else to get close to you.”

I wanted to see you. So being a slave didn’t matter.

Lu Chen didn’t want to hear it. He shook off the man’s hand. “Seth Bolton, I’m officially informing you today that you’re fired. Goodbye!”

For the first time, Seth’s face turned deathly pale. He wanted to stop Lu Chen, to keep him from leaving, but looking at his red-rimmed eyes, he ultimately didn’t reach out. I don’t want to see him cry anymore.

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After Lu Chen got back, he found a large bag and packed up all of Seth’s belongings, planning to throw them all out. But in the end, he couldn’t bring himself to do it and just left them piled in a corner of the room. On the first night, he couldn’t resist taking one of Seth’s shirts out of the bag. He comforted himself by reasoning that he had bought it for Seth, so it was technically his property. And so he slept the whole night hugging Seth’s shirt.

The next day, he took out a small pinwheel Seth had made. It was made of wood, with each part exquisitely crafted. Seth had spent the better part of a day making it, just to make him happy. Since it was a gift for him, it was his. Lu Chen put it on his desk with a clear conscience. One by one, the things that had been packed away were taken out again.

The third day… On the third day, Seth came. He stood alone at the farm gate, no longer in a suit, but in the clothes he wore when he was a slave here. Lu Chen wouldn’t let him in, but he didn’t leave, just stood waiting at the gate.

The midday sun was the most vicious. Lu Chen paced around the room anxiously. Finally, gritting his teeth, he called him in.

Having been in the sun for so long, the man’s expression was unchanged, though his forehead was beaded with sweat. His eyes were fixed on Lu Chen. “Baby.”

Lu Chen immediately cut in, “Don’t call me that! What is it you want? Just say it clearly, and don’t come back again.”

Seth’s voice was hoarse. “You can’t do this. I took your money and agreed to sell myself to you. I am your slave, not a farmhand. You can’t fire me.”

Lu Chen’s eyes widened, shocked by Seth’s shameless words. “You… On what grounds? I am the master here, and I can’t fire you?!”

“Of course not!” Seth gripped his hand tightly. “I promised you. I will work for you for a lifetime.”

Seeing Lu Chen’s silence, Seth took out the things he was holding and placed them on the table one by one. “This is my real estate, this is the deed to my farm—of course, Joey still has some shares—these are my liquid asset notes, and this… It’s all for you. We can go to the notary office tomorrow, and I’ll transfer everything to you.”

Lu Chen was stunned. “What are you doing?”

“I’ll give all of this to you, baby. You can be the biggest farm owner, and I’ll be your slave, okay? Please don’t abandon me.”

Seth’s eyes were bloodshot. He had spent the last few days organizing his assets while thinking about Lu Chen, unable to sleep. If Lu Chen didn’t want him… if… Seth didn’t dare to think what he might do.

Lu Chen was silent. It seems I came to a conclusion too soon. I’m not the lovesick one, Seth is.

“I didn’t mean to deceive you. I liked you the first time I saw you at the guild meeting. I just wanted to get closer to you. Baby, don’t be angry.”

Lu Chen pointed at the documents on the table. “Then you’d better think this through. If I take these, you’ll be penniless. You’ll have to continue being my slave, to be beaten and scolded as I please. When I’m unhappy, you’ll sleep in the woodshed, and you’ll have to be humiliated by me every day.”

After this string of threats, the man actually smiled. “That’s wonderful. It’s a deal, baby.”

Lu Chen was speechless. Don’t tell me he’s getting off on this again. He looked Seth up and down and snorted. “However, my standards for picking slaves are higher now. I don’t know if you still qualify.”

The slave was very understanding and immediately took off his clothes for the farm owner’s inspection.

The farm owner looked at the slave critically, squeezing his chest and feeling his muscles. He nodded with relative satisfaction. “Is that all?”

The slave looked at him deeply. “Of course there’s more.”

“I told you, Master. I’m very capable.”

The farm owner snorted coldly, his chin held high. “Whether you’re a mule or a horse, let’s see you prove it in bed.”

But soon, the sharp-tongued farm owner regretted it. This was a bull! A bull that plows the fields tirelessly