"Place your palms upward and spread them out flat."
Knowing that he had no experience of being beaten, Mu Yanxin taught him patiently.
Lu Mo did as he was told.
The moment he opened his palm, the ruler swung to his hand, causing a burning pain.
He frowned in pain, pursed his lips tightly, resisted the urge to withdraw his hand, and remained motionless.
Mu Yanxin observed his expression while waving the ruler without releasing any water.
She only struck ten times, then took back the ruler and asked in a deep voice: "How does it feel, Master Mo?"
Lu Mo looked down at his red palms and honestly said, "It hurts."
Mu Yan couldn't help laughing: "I'm honored to be able to personally let Young Master Mo experience the feeling of being punished for the first time in his life."
Noticing that her tone was brisk, Lu Mo felt that the spanking was well worth it.
He raised his head and said seriously: "Actually, there are many firsts, such as the first kiss, the first time being a secretary, the first apology, and there will be more firsts in the future."
Mu Yan's heart moved slightly, feeling sweet.
Remembering that he was punished for doing something wrong, she quickly corrected herself and lectured: "If you are not afraid of pain, continue doing small tricks. In these seven days, I will gradually increase the workload every day. Young Master Mo must be mentally prepared."
"good."
Mu Yanxin frowned: "Huh?"
"Okay, Mr. Mu."
Mu Yanxin gave up and walked back to her desk, put the ruler back into the drawer, picked up her packed bag, and prepared to leave.
After taking two steps toward the door, she turned back and asked, "When will I finish the last two documents that have not been translated before I get off work?"
"Yan Xin." Lu Mo whispered, "Can you wait for me and let me take a ride back to Mu's house?"
Mu Yanxin raised her eyebrows, "I want to take the boss's car on my first day after work. Master Mo is so arrogant."
"No, I don't have a mobile phone, I don't know the way back to Mu's house, and I don't have money for a taxi."
Mu Yanxin: "When you pay at noon, isn't it still there?"
Lu Mo told the truth: "I only have so much change in my wallet. I went to the restaurant at noon and spent all of it. Now I don't have any cash on hand."
"..."
Mu Yanxin looked at him from a distance for a while, neither agreeing nor explicitly rejecting it.
He lowered his head and looked at the slightly swollen wound on his palm, not knowing what he was thinking.
Mu Yanxin followed his gaze and looked at his palm, feeling a little touched in her heart.
Pretending to be casual, she walked to the sofa and sat down, laying out a set of exquisite tea sets.
"It's still early, and I'm not in a hurry to go home. I need to familiarize myself with the tea art class for half an hour before leaving."
Lu Mo understood and immediately returned his attention to the computer. Regardless of the pain in his left hand, he typed the keyboard skillfully with both hands and quickly got into working mode.
Mu Yanxin was concentrating on making tea in front of the sofa. Her movements showed the demeanor of a wealthy lady, calm and elegant, and the fragrance of tea was fragrant.
She poured out the tea she had brewed for the first time and took the trouble to brew it a second time.
Half an hour later, after pressing the Enter key for the last time, Lu Mo had just finished translating the last two documents. He packaged them all and sent them to Mu Yanxin's account.
Finally finishing the whole day of making things difficult for him, he took a deep breath and turned off the computer.
Mu Yanxin just finished making spring tea and poured two cups.
Lu Mo walked to her side in a polite manner and waited for her to finish.
Mu Yanxin said in a gentle tone, "Don't worry, Master Mo, can you try my tea art?"