"You didn't answer my question. Should I return you to Yuwen Longxiang, or..."
Murong Qingshuang said coldly: "I told you to get out."
"Don't you want to answer this question head-on?" He stood up, "Or is it because you don't really want to go back?"
She looked tired, "I'm really tired, and the wound hurts, and I need to change clothes." [
Gucheng Bi smiled, "How about I also be greedy for beauty."
Murong Qingshuang suddenly raised her eyes and looked at him strangely, "Do you know that two rough men's voices talking about these topics sound very weird! It makes me feel like I am being gay."
"chicken?"
"Do you have to continue this conversation?"
Guchengbi said nonchalantly, "I don't take things like appearance and voice seriously for a long time. You will understand when you get used to it. You should change your clothes quickly. I will only guard the door for a while. If some brainless person breaks in...
Tsk tsk, look at the top, it’s a man, look at the bottom, it’s a woman.”
She frowned more tightly, bit her lip, and stared at him, "You..."
Before closing the door, he said: "You're overthinking. What I'm talking about below is the place below your neck. You can't hide it and I can't change it."
It’s explicit enough!
"Get out of here you go!"
The door finally closed.
After the wound was reapplied with medicine, the gauze was tightly wrapped. Although it was fine for the time being, it still hurt.
Damn, that slap from that bearded man was really deadly. Even if there was a man in front of me, there would be no need for such a cruel hand.
She was barely able to move, and after taking off her clothes, she put on clean ones.
Standing in front of the mirror, she is a complete man, an ordinary man, with an Adam's apple.
When I was about to go out, I suddenly heard a voice, and then it was someone breaking in through the window.
"who?"
She turned around and saw that the person who was going to rescue her that day broke in through the window.
As soon as he reached her side, he lowered his voice and said, "Follow me."
His hand almost touched her injured shoulder, but when he hesitated and was about to turn to the other shoulder, Murong Qingshuang took advantage of this opportunity to hide away.[
His uninjured right hand suddenly struck him in the stomach.
Lian Qiuyan didn't expect it for a moment and staggered back a few steps. His eyes under the silver mask showed a look of surprise.
"I'm sorry..." Murong Qingshuang whispered and took a few steps back.
