"Well" Han Yi'er frowned, her expression full of resistance, her mouth closed tightly, and her body took small steps back.
"Eat it!!" Butler Li pressed forward step by step, holding the food as if going crazy and throwing it on her pale little face.
A foul and musty smell spread into the nasal cavity, and the empty stomach was squirming like crazy. The acid water in the stomach flowed back and poured out of the throat. "vomit" Han Yi'er showed a painful expression and tilted her head.
He spat out a mouthful of sour water.
What is a gift?
What does it mean to eat even the bad ones?
It's true that the master speaks out but the fool takes action. Yun Aotian issues cruel orders again and again, and Butler Li executes them with all his heart again and again! It's true that master and servant are united!
If Yun Aotian ordered that Butler Li's children be given poison, would he also carry out it?
Her fists were clenched tightly, her expression of pain was extremely cold, her eyebrows were knitted together like willow leaves, and she wiped the corners of her mouth. Han Yi'er glared at Butler Li sharply: "This kind of food is not meant for human consumption at all.
!" A hoarse roar echoed in the confined space, and with a powerful wave, the bowl in Butler Li's hand fell to the ground.
The crisp breaking sound stopped Butler Li's almost crazy behavior. He glanced at the food on the ground and looked at Han Yi'er with an angry look like a sharp sword: "Yes! You will never get it here.
The treatment of human beings!" The gloomy words were like whispers from hell in this dim space. He stretched out his hands and grabbed her clothes tightly: "Either continue to be tortured, or leave!!!"
leave?
Who wants to stay in this bottomless purgatory for long?
If my father hadn't abandoned my mother and my mother hadn't gone crazy, would I have owed money? Would I have worked as a barmaid? Would I have signed a "contract"?
How many times have you imagined in your dreams that your father is farming in the fields, your mother is weaving at home, and you are studying in a warm campus?
In the evening, the family of three had a happy meal and watched TV.
You don’t want to be rich, you don’t want to live in a big house, you don’t want to have a car. It doesn’t matter if you are poor, as long as your family is happy! Is this too much of an expectation?
However……
Every time I wake up, I am in the cold, and my pillow will be wet with tears...
Keep telling yourself that reality will always be reality...
The dream will eventually wake up, and no one can escape or get rid of the cruelty of reality...
Yes, there is no getting away from it…
No matter how you escape, you can't get rid of this "contract" and you will have to endure the corresponding torture, because...
I did voluntarily sign this contract with Satan, and I have to wait until the contract ends, so...