At this moment, she really wanted to say something very unsympathetic, that the flower picker just now really didn't do anything to her, and he didn't even do any foreplay to her. The so-called touching meant touching her while tearing her clothes.
Just skin.
She also knew that her mother's touch had different meanings from that of an ordinary man, but for such a person who did not know the value of life, she really did not have the talent to be a close sister.
If you die for such a trivial matter, then all traces of your previous life will lose their meaning, all happiness will not last, the happiness you have will disappear forever, and you will even miss out on a picturesque life.
The woman's expression was sad, and her whole body exuded an aura of hopelessness. "He saw me without clothes. My mother said that if a girl is looked at, her reputation will be ruined."
Famous festival? What kind of crap is that? Can it be used as food? Can it withstand poverty? Can it stop hunger?
Is it worth sacrificing one's prime years and a flowery life to pay tribute to something that has no practical significance?
The values of this ancient woman are really confusing. Yun Dieyi pointed at herself, and then pointed at Mo Feijun, "The two of us have also seen your naked body, you don't have to die, just pick someone who needs to be responsible.
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The woman, perhaps frightened by what Yun Dieyi said, stopped her tears and asked weakly, "What do you mean?"
Yun Dieyi glanced at the flower-picking thief who was still hanging in mid-air, unable to survive or die. She mourned for him in her heart, and her eyes returned to the woman in front of her.
"The person who did what he did to you will definitely not survive. If you hold him responsible, you are also a widow and alone. Why don't you hold me and Mr. Mo accountable? Who do you want to hold responsible?"
If the flower-picking thief is still alive in the hands of Mo Feijun, it will be an eternal miracle.
The woman's eyes glanced at Mo Feijun, looking at his terrifying aura, she shivered with fear, as if she had fallen into an ice cave, then glanced at Yun Dieyi, and said in a weak voice, "How can I hold you responsible?"
Yun Dieyi raised her eyebrows, and her voice was light and gentle, "Do you want me to marry you or raise you? Just pick one."
The woman opened her big eyes in surprise, "Can you marry me?"
Yun Dieyi carefully thought about the recently revised laws of the Lost Kingdom. It seemed that there was no one that said she could not marry a woman. "The law does not prohibit it. If you want to marry, I will marry you."
As big a deal as it is, put aside getting married and let the woman in front of you do whatever you want with her.