The same lifting and pressing, the same grinding and moaning, paired with a changed and affectionate lyrics muttered by Chairman Chu:

"Let me love you once and for all..."

"Small............"

By the time Su Molan reacted with a red face, she could no longer make any sound. Only the sound of morning bells and evening drums could be heard in the dark and cramped wardrobe.

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, Yanjing once again experienced a massive rainstorm, as if a reservoir above the clouds suddenly poured down. The heavy rain drenched pedestrians on the roadside.

Outside the house was covered with dark clouds and the wind and rain were blowing.

Su Molan had never imagined that the power of nature could be so terrifying. The thunder, rain, and dew came crashing down, causing stars to appear in her eyes for a moment, her blood boiling, and her heart in chaos.

Every time lightning struck, accompanied by hailstorms, it shattered her instinctive struggle and resistance.

The terrifying pressure from the top of the mountain made her legs and feet sore and weak, her legs trembling like a boat struggling to hold up in a violent storm.

Until a certain moment, Su Molan suddenly widened her beautiful eyes and watched the water god Gonggong crashing into Buzhou Mountain, the legendary symbol of the pillar of heaven and earth...

Accompanied by the loud noise of the sky and the earth shattering, Buzhou Mountain collapsed suddenly, and a dark and terrifying hole appeared in the sky. Flood poured out from the hole, and in an instant, the dry earth of the world was submerged...

The water god Gonggong was also hit with blood, and every drop of blood fell on the ground, forming a long river with teeth and claws. Countless drops merged together and turned into huge waves, sweeping the entire land...

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Tens of billions of people wailed and cried, blood flowed into rivers, and the originally peaceful and peaceful world became a hell...

Outside, the rain was still falling, a steady patter that seemed to last forever.

I don't know how long it took, but the rain became lighter and finally moistened everything silently.

In the closet, Su Molan, dripping with sweat and her hair stuck together, stared blankly at Chu Hao, who was snoring like thunder and sleeping soundly.

Her beautiful eyes, which are usually sharp and stern, now seem a bit hollow and lifeless.

The closet was so dark that she couldn't see her fingers. Su Molan couldn't see Hao's face clearly, but she seemed to want to pierce the darkness and see through his heart.

A pair of slightly whitened fists that had been clenched for a long time were loosened and tightened, tightened and loosened again.

Finally, she slowly let go. She stretched out her hand and gently pushed Chu Hao away. She stumbled and struggled to pull it out of the closet, almost falling on the kang.

She seemed to have suffered an unspeakable serious injury, or she had not exercised for a long time, her leg muscles were severely strained, or her progesterone was broken...

The severe pain caused her heroic and pretty face, which had not changed color even in the face of the enemy, to become slightly distorted and turned white.

After finally getting out of the closet, Su Molan seemed to have exhausted all her strength, holding her knees with both hands and gasping silently.

The moonlight passed through the simple and simple light blue curtains cut from the sheets, and fell lightly on the face of Liu Yuemei, who was drunk beside the closet, looking at the beautiful sleeping face with the corners of her lips slightly raised in sleep.

Then she turned her head and glanced at Chu Hao, who was lying in the closet with a red face and an evil smile on his face. There were faint veins beating on Su Molan's fair and smooth forehead, and the teeth in her mouth made a "squeaking" sound, like a mouse gnawing on wood.

sound.

After taking several deep breaths and reciting "If your heart is as clear as ice, you will not be surprised if the sky falls" several times, Su Molan slowly calmed down her violent mood.

She stared at Chu Hao who was lying in the closet with complicated eyes, as if he was sleeping in a coffin and was about to be lifted up at any time, and glanced at the drowned rat in the other party's eyes.

Her pretty face flushed, she let out a long sigh, and said uncertainly in a voice that only mosquitoes could hear:

"This brat must be really drunk. He is so drunk that he wanders around outside the door. However, he is clearly walking on the shore. Why do I feel so much pain? It hurts. It hurts too much. Could it be... ....."

She stared at Chu Hao and Liu Yuemei for a moment, confirming that they were indeed drunk and unconscious. I was afraid that only she knew what happened just now.

As for the inexplicable severe pain, although Su Molan had a guess in her mind, she felt it was absurd and impossible.

This brat was just scratching the surface, and he didn't bring any chemical corrosion agents such as sulfuric acid. How could he break several layers of tempered film?

"Forget it, it's really a steal but a loss of rice. Let's settle the accounts later..."

Su Molan sighed, got off the ground softly, and took out the down jacket she had hidden earlier from under Liu Yuemei's clothes.

Biting her lip, she glanced at the closet and Liu Yuemei, who was sleeping soundly next to her. The complicated things in her heart were boiling like boiling water.

The way Comrade Mo Lan left was neither chic nor elegant, and he did not have the usual calm and capable posture with his hands in his pockets and his long legs.

Instead, it looked like she had secretly learned the cute and funny duck walk from Xu Youwei, staggering out of the house and slowly disappearing into the vast night outside the window.

Not long after she left, Chu Hao, who had been dozing in the closet, slowly opened his eyes. He lowered his head and glanced at his drowned rat.
Chapter completed!