Looking at the overlapping silver-blue curtains, and thinking of the extremely embarrassing words Jun Mo just said, I couldn't help but feel angry, and wanted to use a knife to slice that bastard alive.
I have the urge to eat sashimi I was still taking deep breaths, trying hard to calm down the burning anger deep in my heart, when a gust of cold palm wind suddenly came out of the curtain, and it happened to brush against the corner of my clothes.
That force It was so big that my feet staggered, and I was almost knocked over to the ground.
Before I could calm down from my shock, the next moment, all the lights in the room were extinguished without any warning, leaving me alone in the ashes.
In the dark night, where you could barely see your fingers when you stretched out your hand, you stood there blankly, blinking your big eyes in a daze.
"Hurry up and have a rest, so as not to delay my plans tomorrow."
A leisurely voice penetrated into my ears.
The command tone in it was very strong, and it also sounded a bit sarcastic.
People who want the horse to run away know how to let the horse eat grass first.
This bastard uses me as a pawn, not to mention not letting me get even half of the benefits.
He always wants to trick me at every turn.
Push me to death.
This is simply worse than a beast.
I couldn't help rolling my eyes wildly, and directed all my resentment towards the shoddy piece of clothing that was made and covered with patches.
It felt as rough as sand on the beach, and it looked full of oil stains.
More importantly, yes, It still didn't fit every bit, and the fat covered my entire thin body.
I kept tearing it over, over, and over again in a ventive manner on the gray-blue coarse cloth clothes that looked like they hadn't been washed for many years. , and then tear it apart With a "chila" sound, the fabric unexpectedly but reasonably tore open a large hole.
The reed flowers filled inside were flying like goose feather snow, covering my shoulders and falling continuously.
The tip of my nose caused me to sneeze wildly.
I asked myself why I wore thicker clothes than others, but I was far inferior to others in resisting freezing.
I almost froze myself to death every day.
The clothes of love were tampered with.
This bastard’s heart was really real.
She must be so dark and cold, so she shamelessly plays dirty tricks on me, a weak mortal woman who has no power to restrain a chicken, and secretly does this to me.
This is simply a beast.
While I was imagining the scene of tearing Jun Mo apart with my hands, I tore the clothes on my body violently.
After venting my anger heartily, I became aware of the biting chill, so I casually took off my clothes, which had completely scattered all the reed flowers inside, leaving only an empty shell. and He threw it on the ground, stamped on it with two feet, then found the bedding neatly spread on the ground in the dark, got in at the speed of flying, and covered himself with the brocade quilt like a silkworm chrysalis.
Wrapped up tightly The cold and hard ground made my back hurt.
I couldn't help but curse Jun Mo secretly in my heart, using all the derogatory words without reservation.
Not long after, a long-lost warmth came out from the brocade quilt and slowly enveloped my whole body.
The bones that were originally curled up and stiff were gradually relaxed.
It was a long night, but I still couldn't resist feeling sleepy.
I cursed and couldn't help but go play chess with Duke Zhou.
When I was still lying on my back with my head covered and sleeping, that bastard Jun Mo pinched my nose, pulled my ears, and slapped my face.
I strongly expressed that I was unwilling to do so.
But that bastard not only didn't know how to restrain himself, but the force of his hand became more and more intense.
In the end, I just felt that I The bastard slapped my whole face hard to the right side, and then slapped me hard to the left side.
It was like fine raindrops, falling without any gaps, and my face was full of heat.
It was a heartbreaking pain, and the range of the forced swing of my head was still so damn large that my neck was almost dislocated.
I opened my eyes full of sleep angrily, and suddenly saw the face of Jun Mo, that bastard, smiling shamelessly and wantonly, "Zhou Wu, it's time to get up, the sun is almost shining on your butt."
In an instant, I was so angry that I rolled my eyes and almost lost control and went straight to Jiuquan.
"Oh, I'm not fully awake yet.
I'm here to help you refresh yourself."
That bastard Jun Mo said leisurely, while raising his palm in the air, as if he wanted to use violence to get me up from the bed, no Create such a restless posture "You don't need to trouble the Thirteenth Prince to do anything.
I'm awake.
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Why don't you wake up?"
I was nervous and about to cry without tears, covering my face that was red from being palmed with my arms, and my eyes were filled with hazy water. fog Wuwuwuwuwu, it doesn’t matter if I was disturbed from my dreams so early in the morning, but I was still disturbed from my dreams in such a perverted and violent way.
Who am I messing with?
When I was still lamenting my misfortune in heaven and earth, and keeping my eyes closed would only cause me to see all the unfortunate events and the thief God had encountered one after another, and reprimanded me mercilessly, Jun Mo Suddenly he stretched out his hand and dragged me out of the warm bed.
I folded my hands aggrievedly in front of the lotus-colored bellyband embroidered with red beans, and said with a vigilant look on my face: "What are you doing?"
That bastard Jun Mo frowned slightly and looked me up and down pretending to be lofty.
Then he gave me a very thin and signature smile and said, "Your figure is so shriveled that it could blind me." , even if I look at it, it will only be me who suffers great losses."
This bastard is really shameless, right?
He actually said that I have a shriveled figure.
Today, I have to use my strength to blind that bastard.
Then, I was carried away by the blood rushing through my body, and I wanted to seek justice for my big figure.
I couldn't help but completely lost my mind.
I didn't care about what was appropriate or not, and I straightened my chest out.
Jun Mo leaned in front of him again and again, "Asshole, open your dead fish eyes and take a closer look.
This girl's figure is shriveled, but she also has breasts."
I tried my best to puff up my chest, but that bastard deliberately turned his head and looked at me with disdain.
This was clearly a silent expression of contempt for my figure.
No, I absolutely can't bear it.
I almost went crazy.
I pressed Jun Mo’s head and pressed it on my chest again and again.
"How about it?
I have breasts too, right?"
I asked, raising my eyebrows excitedly.
And Jun Mo's face was completely drooped.
It was so dark that the ink could ooze out of his eyes.
He looked like he had rabies.
He kept yelling "presumptuous" at me.
He also said that if such a thing happened, how dare he Next time, he promises to make me unable to survive or die, and he will torture me miserably, miserably, miserably.
This bastard clearly took advantage of him and acted like a good boy, so he slapped his nose on his face.
I only felt that the murderous aura in the room was very strong, so I wrapped the brocade quilt tightly around myself.
"Put on some clothes, or I will strip you naked and throw you into the street," the bastard said viciously.
"Hehehehehe, my clothes were torn by accident."
I gave full play to my good qualities of being able to bend and stretch, pointing at the pile that had almost turned into long strips of cloth.
No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't even put it on to cover my body.
Clothes, he said with a smile.
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