Chapter 330: What are you doing lying on the ground?
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Just when Miss Rose was so angry that her teeth were about to break, deep in the corridor on the second floor of the castle, there was a different scene in the deepest room.
Murong Lie was sitting on the bedside, flipping through a financial magazine leisurely in his hand. His white bathrobe was lazily open. Fortunately, it was tied up with a belt around his waist. Otherwise, they would have had an affair. However, two Long straight legs stretched out from under the white clothes. Her bronze skin had an alluring luster. Just being exposed like this is enough to attract people's imagination.
The bathroom door opened. Murong Lie did not raise his head when he heard the noise. Instead, the corners of his mouth curved up. It seemed like a mockery, but also like confidence that everything was under control.
Tong'er stood there, wearing a white pajamas. There were a few crystal clear water drops on her hair.
She had just taken a bath with an elegant fragrance on her body. Moreover, her snow-white skin was even more delicate and pink after the steam from the bath. Her whole body was like a cage of small soup dumplings that had just come out of the cage. She was completely transformed into Got two people: tempting.
As a man, I want to take a bite.
However, this crime-inducing little soup dumpling was now standing at the door of the bathroom, looking at Murong Lie on the bed from a distance. His slender palms were clenched into two fists in the pockets of his pajamas. He hesitated and refused to pass.
Murong Lie finally raised his head from the front of the magazine. He closed the magazine with his white gauze-wrapped palms and pressed it on the cover: "You still can't come over here. Wait until I go over and beg you to come over."
Her voice is sexy and low. It sounds nice, but her words are very sarcastic.
Tong'er swallowed and slowly moved her feet.
Murong Lie casually threw the magazine aside and said calmly: "Ning Tong'er, I counted three times. If you haven't come within three times, don't blame me for calling someone immediately to take good care of your daddy."
Tong'er's little face immediately turned pale.
"one……"
Tong'er took her hand out of her pajamas pocket and ran towards Murong Lie quickly.
"two……"
Murong Lie's voice was teasing. Just like a cat teasing a mouse.
Tong'er's shoes stumbled on the thick carpet. She simply threw off her slippers and ran towards Murong Lie with her bare white feet.
Murong Lie saw her running towards him in panic and fear. His black eyes suddenly dimmed.
She didn't want to think about it anymore, but the scene of her running towards him appeared in front of her eyes. She ran over and hugged his waist tightly, putting her little face against his chest.
"Murong Lie." She called herself that way at that time.
Her figure in front of me overlaps with her figure in memory. It is almost impossible to distinguish the time and space between the present and the past.
Murong Lie suddenly raised his head. The teasing and sarcastic word "three" in his mouth just melted into his throat silently, making no sound.
Tong'er was about to run in front of him, but accidentally tripped over a chair in front of the bed and fell onto the carpet.
In desperation, she grabbed Murong Lie's slippers with her hands. Then she reached up and held his calf with her little hand.
"I'm here. Don't hurt my daddy..." Her little face was as pale as paper. However, her raised face was full of nervousness. "Don't hurt him..."
Murong Lie shook his head. Then he looked down at the people at his feet. A mocking smile slowly appeared on his stiff face.
Yes. Before was before. Now is now.
False past, false her. In the end, there was only a she who betrayed him in front of him.
He lowered his head and looked at her with an evil smile: "What are you doing lying on the ground?"
Tong'er was so frightened that she could hardly breathe. Only when she heard Murong Lie's words did she realize how embarrassed she was now. She immediately showed an embarrassed look. She put her little hands on the carpet and was about to get up.
Murong Lie looked at her coldly and continued evilly: "You are going to get up so soon. I thought you had this special hobby and asked me to do it with you on the carpet."
Tong'er scolded him thousands of times for being shameless and shameless, but she didn't dare to say it out loud. She gritted her teeth and endured the shame and hatred as she got up from the carpet and stood in front of him.
Murong Lie stretched out his hand and pulled her suddenly into his arms. He pinched her small chin with his fingertips and looked at her carefully. Tong'er's back was stiff when he looked at her. However, she didn't know what was going on. .I suddenly had an inexplicable feeling in my heart. It was as if this scene had happened to me before.
She froze for a moment. Holding back her disgust and hatred, she raised her clear eyes and looked at Murong Lie. She felt that somehow, a kind of heartache surged through her chest, as if someone was stabbing her with a knife. It's the same as heart and mouth.
"What are you looking at?" Murong Lie looked at her with deep eyes. He slowly let go of his hand and chuckled. "Look at me, a person who was once disfigured. How can I return to my previous appearance?"
Tong'er couldn't imagine that he had been disfigured before. She couldn't imagine what it would be like for him to be disfigured.
She should be pleased that he was so hateful. But what she blurted out surprised her: "When did you get disfigured?"
Murong Lie couldn't help but feel moved when he looked at her and looked at him. Such clean and clear eyes. Just like when she was hit by his car and he got out of the car to see her. It was exactly the same look that moved him when she suddenly looked up. ..It seems that it has not changed.
But she started pretending again.
Just like how I turned him around every time. Look at him with innocent eyes. Tell lies easily. Make him believe it like an idiot.
Murong Lie hates her. He hates himself even more. He hates himself no matter how much he hates her. No matter how many times he tells himself in his heart that he will torture her, take revenge on her, prevent her from having an easy life, and make her life worse than death. But almost every time he Every time I make eye contact, I will be bewitched by her.
Murong Lie shook her off fiercely. Tong'er suddenly fell onto the bed.
"I really want to dig your eyes out." He took a breath and murmured.
This way she can't confuse him. She can't make him stupid.
However, hearing such words made Tong'er feel a layer of cold sweat breaking out on her back. She completely believed that Murong Lie was such a murderous demon king...especially now in his territory, this mysterious and deep castle, at any time. Something unexpected may happen.
Don't say "wait until you get tired of playing with her" like what Murong Lie said. It's now. If Murong Lie wants to throw her out to feed the dogs, she won't be surprised.
It's just that she never knew when she had such a terrible enemy who wanted to torture her and take revenge on her by name.
Murong Lie's eyes fell on the bedside cabinet. He reached out and took out the silver-white mask placed on it.
Tong'er's head immediately started ringing with alarm bells. But it was too late for her to escape. And with her current weakness in Murong Lie's hand, she didn't even dare to run away.
"My little thing. I almost forgot about this." The mask in Murong Lie's hand gently patted the palm of his other hand. He watched Tong'er shaking his head. A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. At the same time, he kicked Crossed the bed.
"Who are you?" Tong'er finally asked angrily when the mask was about to be taken off again. "What kind of hatred do you have against me?"
Murong Lie's hands pressed the mask on her snow-white face. The silver-white mask covered most of her face. However, her eyes were burning with resentment. Murong Lie's hands still kept holding the mask. The posture on her face was not put down.
He looked at her steadily for a long time.
"Ning Tong'er. You have lost your memory."
he asked in a soft voice.
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In the castle, Miss Rose’s exclusive room.
After the men in purple dresses left, Miss Rose still didn't want to sleep and couldn't fall asleep.
She walked back and forth in front of the bed several times. The hem of her transparent pajamas passed by, and her slender white thighs and mysterious parts were looming. She didn't care at all.
If the earl hadn't been in that masked bitch's room right now, she would have wanted to wear this pajamas to seduce him. She just didn't understand that a beauty like her could be inferior to an unidentified bitch. The earl. What vision.
By the way, he was just confused for a moment. Besides, men are all philanderers. If you want to blame, blame those bitches for seducing him and seducing him.
Damn those bitches.
Miss Rose stood still angrily. In her mind, she thought of the extraordinary and handsome Earl who was having an unknown relationship with that woman. How he was covering that bitch's body with his strong body and doing happy things...
The tips of her fingernails painted with red nail polish dug hard into the flesh of her palms.
"Bitch." Her pretty face was twisted in an extremely ugly way. However, just by scolding her, she still couldn't understand her hatred. She angrily picked up a pair of scissors and stabbed them hard on the table. There were holes all over the tabletop. My hands were sore before I stopped.
Just then, the phone rang.
Miss Rose raised her eyebrows angrily: "Who is it so late..."
Suddenly she stopped talking. She remembered what she had ordered. She immediately dropped the scissors and ran to the bed in three steps at a time and picked up the phone.
"Hey, Romeo, have you figured out what I asked you to do?"
Then Romeo has a really hard life. It’s not easy to make money. He has to be Miss Rose’s underground male favorite. He has to be beaten by her without telling anyone. He has to be beaten by her. He has to sleep with her. He has to use beauty like a spy. Sex. Help her investigate the secrets of the upper class society.
"Yes, Miss Rose. How dare I not try my best in what you ask me to do." Although he wanted to slap this hateful woman in the face, but on the surface Romeo still tried his best to please her. "It took me a lot of effort to find out."