Peerless Woman 2

I secretly looked at her expression, which was still fresh and elegant. Instead, Yang Chao shouted angrily, "Uncle." There is no follow-up.

I feel very embarrassed. My position has become very embarrassing. Men seem to have no feelings, put on their clothes and pass by us. The girl also dressed and came out from under the table and quickly walked past us. She just shouted in a low voice when passing the woman: "Master."

"You bitch." Yang Chao raised his hand and was about to be beaten, and was stopped by a woman.

The girl ran away with shame.

"I'm sorry to make you laugh." The woman said sorry to me.

A low apology relieves people's embarrassment and reveals sadness.

"No, I'm embarrassed." Other than that, I don't know what to say. Other people's housework is not something we can understand.

"Look at the pot."

led us to a row of wooden shelves. Above is a Xishi pot.

These are his recent works. Xi Shi pot, as the name implies, should be as beautiful as Xi Shi, or this kind of pot is inspired by Xi Shi: the spout is Xi Shi's mouth, the body of the pot is just the water part of the pot, and the handle is a slender waist posture. This is a woman's pot. The woman played with a handful of Zhuni Xishi pot in her hand.

"For example, this makes him imperfect, but I actually feel very good. He said that without a woman's attitude, I don't know what a woman's attitude should be.

She said and I listened. This is a complaint from a woman with the surname of husband. I looked at the pot in her hand. I don't know what's good, but I really think it's beautiful. If a pot makes people who don't know at all feel beautiful, then this pot is really good. I think so.

Suddenly, the woman raised her head and looked straight at me: "Why don't I give you a pot, wait, and give you a real good pot after a break."

Her eyes suddenly became very fanatical, and I was inexplicably scared. Although I will be very happy to have a pot, I can't afford it if it's very expensive.

Yang Chao found an excuse to go out. I knew he was going to his uncle.

The woman put down the pot and walked to the work desk again. There is no light in the studio. It is said that it is underground or not all underground. There is a glass window shining through the wall overhead. It's getting late, and the studio gets darker than outside. She walked to the workbench and stood in the light through the top window.

She looked at the workbench carefully, and I noticed that she was looking at a piece of white and turbidity.

"Don't look." I can't help exhortation, but I know I have no position.

"It's okay. He has been helping each other for 20 years. For this Xishi pot. He tried many methods. He said that he couldn't make a good pot without knowing women, so..."

"So you acquiesced to this kind of cold work?" I feel incredible why I can sacrifice to this extent for men.

"You are still young, and some things will be entered. You can't get out?" She said helplessly.

"Emotions?" I asked.

"Hmm."

"There's nothing wrong with you respecting your feelings."

"Can you understand?"

She is beautiful and holy in the pillar of light.

"You can better understand what Xishi is as a woman. You are an excuse to indulge his physical pleasure. I don't want to break the excuse of her fantasy, but I'm really angry.

"I understand. There will always be a solution to things, and there will be results if you change your feelings. I will have a way out for my feelings."

The woman in front of me is smart, so she can understand what I can understand. What else should I worry about her?

"Let's go and stay here for one night tonight. Talk to me."

I couldn't bear to refuse her request and agreed.

The woman's husband didn't come back, and the three of us had a hasty dinner. Go back to your room to sleep. The woman didn't talk to me either. I felt that she didn't bother me because she was busy.

It's night, very noisy, and there is a noise from the basement, but I'm embarrassed to ask the reason casually at home. There was also the sound of the car in the blur.

When I opened my eyes the next day, the sun shone directly through the window on my face. Although it was a little noisy at night, it did not affect me to have a good dream.

When I walked out of the room, I happened to meet Yang Chao, who had just woken up.

"You just woke up?" He is sleepy.

"Well, where's your aunt?" I asked.

"Go down and look for it."

When I came downstairs, the living room was very tidy. It seemed that it had just been sorted out. Breakfast is on the dinner table. Spit to death and fried eggs. Fried eggs are very good, and there is no yellow spot. People who fry eggs with heart, I eat with heart. What a delicate woman.

After breakfast, Yang Chao automatically went to tidy up the yard. I sat on the steps at the door in a daze.

The woman didn't return near noon. I asked Yang Chao to call the woman. But the phone turned off. Now Yang Chao and I are worried.

"What will happen?" Yang Chao asked, and it could be seen that he was really anxious.

"Don't wait." I comforted him.

Because I didn't see anyone, I was not in the mood to eat at noon.

The woman still didn't come back at night, but the cold worker came back. I don't know what face to face him. I can't compare with Yang Chao, who is sitting motionless on the sofa. I don't stand in the master's house and ignore the master.

When he saw the cold worker come in, he quickly stood up, but he ignored us and went straight to the studio.

Not long after he entered, he let out a crazy shout.

"Qingquan..."

Yang Chao and I immediately got up and stumbled down the stairs. The door of the studio is wide open. Before I got to the door, I was forced to retreat repeatedly by a heat wave.

I finally entered the studio, and everything in front of me made me cold.

Yesterday's girl was tied to the pillar, her mouth was stuffed, and her eyes were wide open. Although she was still alive, she had no soul - crazy.

There is a boiling mud bucket opposite her. The mud inside burst into bubbles from the bottom. The trifold is spinning. Stirring. The color inside is red and sticky.

One person is tall in the mud bucket, close to the workbench. There is a pile of clothes on the table, including underwear. There is also a razor and 2 feet of black hair next to it.

I suddenly seemed to see a beautiful woman who added sleeping pills to my meal and Yang Chao. Then call the girl and ask her to come over at night.

The girl came, and the woman took the opportunity to knock the girl unconscious. Then drag it to the studio and tie it up and cover it with a cloth. Then he called and asked someone to bring the mud bucket. After the mud bucket was plugged in, the woman put red mud and water into it. Finally, he sat in front of the workbench, shaved his hair, took off his clothes, and stood on the workbench all over his body. Of course, he also opened the girl's body.

The woman stood on the table and smiled at the girl, as if she had forgiven the girl. Looking down at the mud bucket, as if looking at my beloved child, I finally jumped...