He closed his eyes, thinking about Qing Ge's soft and pretty face, with a smile on his lips, and soon he felt sleepy. Just when he seemed to be asleep, the door opened with a bang, and then the light turned on.
It was also opened.
Ying 1 and 2 looked at Na Hanjue who was lying on the ground with a comfortable and leisurely expression, and twitched the corners of their mouths several times at the same time.
What their young master said is indeed correct, this young master Nahan is really lazy!
"Young Master Jue, please get up first and stand by the door." Ying Er said with some trepidation.
"Huh?" Na Hanjue jumped up, with no trace of shame on his face for being caught. On the contrary, Ying 1 and 2 felt that they had disturbed Mr. Jue's sleep. They were very unkind and blamed themselves.
Ashamed and afraid of being accused.
Woohoo...what kind of world is this?
After Nahanjue stepped aside, two staff members from Phantom Manor sprinkled the floor of the small dark room with white powder. Nahanjue was startled for a moment, and then he understood what they were doing.
What does it mean, grinding your teeth so hard - damn Shui Qingmo, there really is no way for him to survive!
"Young Master Jue," Ying Er was very far away from Jue, risking his life to explain: "This is flour, Young Master Jue... please kneel down in the middle of the room. As you can see, if you are lazy, your
Flour will be stained on your body. Our young master said, let us check tomorrow morning. Except for the place under your knees, as long as there is flour on other parts of your body, or there are traces of flour being moved in the room, except where you kneel,
Our game ends..."
Ying Er also wanted to explain, but Na Hanjue killed him with an eye blade. Ying Er automatically silenced his voice and laughed dryly: "Young Master Jue, don't worry, we will stay outside and won't even blink our eyes. As long as you say the game is over, we will
I’ll send you back to Poison King Valley immediately!”
As soon as he finished speaking, Ying 2 took Ying 1 and fled again at the speed of light. Before leaving, he still closed the door and turned off the lights.
Na Hanjue stood there for a while, then walked to the middle of the room and slowly knelt down.
If he were to kneel down, he wouldn't kneel down even if he was beaten to death. Now Shui Qingmo just wanted to weaken his will and make him admit defeat and kneel in the house. He accepted it!
It's just that... after he comes out, that boy Shui Qingmo... will suffer the consequences!
Now he couldn't sleep no matter what. Even if he slept well, he couldn't sleep on his knees. The floor in the basement was cold and hard. After a short time, his knees became extremely uncomfortable.
The upbringing of the Nahan family was extremely strict, and he was sent out for training when he was thirteen years old. One day, he wanted to experience all kinds of people's livelihood, and suffered all kinds of hardships, except his own knees.
The man had gold at his knees, and he didn't think anything could make him bend his knees. But when he met that little girl Ye Qingge, everything changed.
Thinking of Qingge, the pain in my knees became lighter, the corners of my lips raised unconsciously, and I felt a sweet and satisfying feeling in my heart.
Loving someone is so magical. Just thinking about her and her smile will make you feel full of joy.
The darkness where you can't see anything is the best way to wear down people's will. You can't see the light, you can't see the time, and there's no sound at all. If you stay in it, you don't know how much time has passed and how long you can endure it.
Na Hanjue knelt up straight, thinking about singing softly for a while, thinking about water pouring ink for a while, smiling for a while, and gritting her teeth for a while.
He also felt that Shui Qingmo's performance this time surprised him.
