Chapter 29 A Pair of Grievance

"It's just a prostitute-female, why do you want to compare with others?"

Am I not as good as others? Then he was a little sour: "Forget it, you put me down. What's so great that people are not as good as people? Hate, "I know you have seen a wide world, and my breasts are small. It's none of your business."

He began to laugh: "Wherever you are, your breasts are also very big. Otherwise, I didn't see it clearly just now, or let me try, maybe..."

rogue!

I said angrily, "Let me down! Put me down! Put me down! You old hooligan!"

Oh, did he really let it go? Although it fell in **, is it also very painful?

Looking at the warmth of the new red silk tent, the man's breath lingered around. In the early summer night, the sound of the sagar was far away, and I suddenly fell down.

"Well, you don't understand."

He was also silent for a long time. I fell on **, and he also fell beside me - his head was buried in the quilt, and his words were full of nasal sounds: "Li Liangxiu, what on earth are you thinking?"

This is said very little. There is a sad smell.

My aunt said secludedly, "I'm thinking that you bully me in the town and let others bully me."

"I bully you?" He sneered, and in an instant, the Situ came back again, "It's okay if you don't bully the dead. Who dares to bully you? It's a little seductive again, "I read your letter. That's your truth, isn't it?"

He can't open which pot!

I said sullenly, "I've written three letters before you pay attention to me... So what about the fake one?"

My first letter was written like this:

Tai Jian of the wise god martial arts:

I have known my own mistakes, and I am deeply ashamed and full of regret. The master is quiet and indifferent, far away with flowers, and a gentleman, and is the example of all the women in the backyard. My concubine can't be regarded as a master. It's a big mistake.

Now his concubine, Situ Li, pleaded guilty. A magnanimous man should not care about foolish women.

Situ Li kowtowed again

This letter was saved by my aunt after reading all the classics. After seeing it, my aunt immediately held my hand and praised, "Ta talented woman!" Between the lines of this letter, it also reflects that my aunt distorts the facts, smears herself, and elevating the image of immortality. How can I know that he doesn't care about me!

I look forward to the stars and the moon, and I don't look forward to the news of the stars. From the initial indignation to the later helplessness, I finally took up the pen idea and wrote it again. Thinking that maybe my previous literary talent is good, there is still room for improvement. Isn't it my confession poem that he loves?

My talented aunt sighed, but wrote a new poem like a god - if the previous letter was a delicate prose, this poem is an impassioned sublimation:

It doesn't matter if you confess guilt,

As long as you are serious.

I confessed all my sins,

There are good days.

I thought about it carefully, and this poem very straightforwardly reveals my confession - although it is a little more straightforward, he will definitely be moved by me. I called the girl who poured Yexiang into the room, stuffed a few pieces of silver into her hand, and told her to deliver the letter. But when she came back this time, she looked even worse and shook her body and said, "Lord... Lord, don't come to me next time. Sir, he asked you to write again.

"What? The master has a destiny, how dare you not obey?"

I was furious and waved my hand to write down a few lines: I'm wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong, I don't dare anymore! Can you spare me?

This letter with my incomparable resentment and anger was sent to him again. I don't have any hope, but he came over that night...

It turns out that the uneducated Master Situ's favorite is the straightforward tone.

I arched into the quilt, "Yes, I was wrong. Sir, I don't dare anymore."

He laughed out loud: "What are you afraid of? Didn't you even dare to pinch me just now?" Oh, I forgot. I actually pinched him... He raised his head and smiled happily, "Sir, I didn't mean to."

"Yes, you mean it." He snorted, "Since you pleaded guilty, tell me what's wrong?"

...How can I know what's wrong?

...I'm not wrong at all!

I looked up at him very resentfully: "My biggest mistake is that I don't like the master."

"Do you know why I'm angry?"

He leaned over me and said lightly. It seems that the old hooligan just now is not him.

A good smell of mint...

"I've been out for 80 days, do you know these 80 days, I..."

"How about you?" I opened my gossip eyes wide.

He turned his head and said, "You don't have to tell you these. You don't understand." Sure enough, I was rejected again...

He sighed again: "When I returned to the house, everyone welcomed me happily. Only you deliberately made yourself sick and didn't want to come to see me. You are unfaithful to the head of the family!" In the last sentence, the tone suddenly became harsh, which made my heart tremble three times.

I'm busy bowing my head.

"I came to visit you and served you all night. You actually said something that disliked me early in the morning. This is injustice to your husband!"

At this moment, I had to look up - what is this talking about? When did he serve me all night? Obviously, I didn't sleep well all night!

"Third, I actually found it from my fifth aunt that you forwarded the love token I gave you to others, because you didn't believe it!"

"What a love token..." I was about to defend when a hard thing fell on my face. Yo, it hurts so much. Don't make a nosebleed! I picked up the piece of labor trembling, and it turned out to be the jade pendant engraved with damn words!

What kind of love token is this? I wanted to speak, but he didn't give me a chance. He threw out a crooked handkerchief and said, "This is the one you gave me. I can keep it well!" I have never seen such a ruthless person like you!"

...a pot of dog blood... it's so cold...

When did this broken veil become a token of love? Didn't I embroider it myself at that time, gave it to Xiaochao, and then pretended to be Xiao Cui embroidery? Later, it also became the stolen goods framed by Jiang Qing and gave it to the old immortal. He actually kicked his nose and face, thinking that this was a token of love?

Where did the love come from? Where did the letter come from?

I was angry from the bottom of my heart and said, "Sir, it's not right for you to do this!"

"Hmm?" He lengthened his voice, full of threats.

When he stared like this, my courage suddenly thinned again: "Well, my lord, it doesn't seem to be like this."

"Hmm?"

"Okay, you said that's right." I bowed my head again.

He snorted with satisfaction: "Other than that, you are barely good. But you can explain this to me now."

"What's the matter?"

He lay on the silkworm's eyebrows and hit me hard on the head - what a strong trembling: "Why did you give my jade pendant to my fifth aunt?"

No matter how stupid I am, I have a little recovered - besides, my aunt has always been wise: "Is this what you angry about?"

That day, I scolded me in public for doing business. Is the relationship for this?

......

This unlucky child!

I pulled out the handkerchief bitterly: "Sir, this jade pendant... You didn't tell me when you gave it to me at that time!" That's all right. At that time, my wife brought so many gifts and said that she wanted me to share them, but she didn't name this thing for me.

He was a big hit again: "Don't you know if I don't say it?"

The situation is better than people! I bowed my head and said, "How can I know if you don't tell me?" Who told you not to say it! Don't say! Don't say!

He laughed angrily: "I thought I was protecting you. If they know that I specially brought you something, why don't they skin you? And those things must be given to you. When you see this thing, you won't know that I came to give it to you?

"They just don't know." I won't admit it.

"Okay, you don't know!" He grabbed my head - so manic - and carried it in his direction. My center of gravity was unstable, and I turned around and plunged into his arms. The man's unique body temperature came over - it was quite hot.

He was as reserved as me and shouted, "Sir!"

He said, "I'll let you know!" As soon as the words fell, I felt a huge face enlarged in front of me. Before I came back, a warm and soft thing had come down from my forehead... little by little like a dragonfly.

I didn't expect it well. I bent my knees and had to force his lower body - it was not the first time that the man suffered such a loss, and he was also defensive. When I entered and retreated, his old arms and legs crushed my legs to death. I was extremely angry: "Sir, it's not good to be a hooligan!"

He is brazen: "Who likes you?"

Who likes me?

With a snap, something broke. In fact, I know that that's my pride and self-esteem - I weakly straightened my chest: "I... still want it!" Although I haven't had time to enjoy the love of the wild bees and butterflies, as long as there is a chance, someone will always appreciate it...

"I don't dislike it. Seeing you lonely and wronging myself, come and get close to you. Don't look in the mirror." The more he said, the more he went too much. Sure enough, he kicked his nose on his face--

"If you have the ability, stay away from me!"

"Can you stand it alone without me?"

"I can stand it! Who wants you!" In my mind, I suddenly remembered a man with a beautiful jade tree. His name is Jiangxia...

The old immortal ruthlessly shattered my fantasy: "You tie this jade pendant for me and never take it down again!" He came close to my ear and covered my ears so hot. "This life is mine. Look at this word 'prisoner', it's wonderful!"

"...It's not easy to take it back if you give it to the fifth aunt!" I still resist!

He put his hand on my chin and raised it - a necessary gesture for a slut - "I gave my fifth aunt something a hundred times better than this. That's the only one you deserve!"