I was walking on the road, and when I saw someone casting strange eyes on me, I remembered that I was on the verge of life and death.
So Qiu Shiyu was my savior. If he hadn't appeared, I would have been ruined by that pervert Chun Yuxiao. Looking back on the scene now, I still feel scared.
I wanted to go directly to Yumoxuan, but when I remembered what was wrong with me, I changed my direction and went to the bungalow where I lived. At least I had to change my clothes and tidy myself up before I could meet Yang Yu.
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I had just changed my clothes and was about to open the door when someone rushed into the room.
I took several steps back before I stood firm and raised my eyes to look at the person coming. Even with the backlight, I still knew that this person was Yang Yumo. Only he would rush into the house where I live without knocking.
He is the only one who doesn't understand the basic principle that men and women cannot understand each other.
"Master, master, this slave is about to go and wait in front of the master." I immediately put a smile on my face and said loudly to Yang Yumo.
The slap marks on Yang Yumo's face seemed to have faded a lot, but there was still some redness and swelling. Thinking that it was his own work, it was washed away a lot because I was almost raped just now.
Yang Yumo stepped forward, grabbed my shoulders, and then he violently tore open my collar. I wanted to stop him, but it was too late.
His eyes were fixed on my collarbone and exposed skin. I quickly pulled up my clothes and said: "Master, I was wrong before as a slave. I was disrespectful to my master in a hurry. I don't dare to do this anymore."
Master, please forgive me this time."
I lowered my head, covered my eyes, and diverted Yang Yumo's attention.
If there is no accident, the mark that Chun Yuxiao carved on me will definitely be left on my body. To say "engraved" is not an exaggeration at all, but it is a mark of shame.
At this moment, facing Yang Yumo, I couldn't raise my head, feeling very dirty. How could I have such incomprehensible thoughts? I'm afraid I was frightened by Chun Yuxiao?
"It's Xiao, right?!" After a long while, Yang Yumo asked in a deep voice. He seemed to be suppressing his temper, and it could be heard that he was very unhappy.
I quickly raised my smile and replied: "It's nothing, someone saved my slave. Mr. Xiao just drank too much, so he teased me as his concubine."
Poor me, at this time I was clearly feeling aggrieved and wanted to cry, but I still pretended that it didn't matter.