Chu Qiao's curse made Mao Daqiu burst into laughter. The guy laughed very proudly, as if Chu Qiao was not the one who cursed him.
"Shameless? It's better for you to show off your face and seduce men. I heard that some people give you cotton-padded clothes and food. You are really good at it. I don't dislike you. I want you because I gave you my face. I
Let me ask you, is this your first time? Who have you slept with? Who is my first time?"
After Mao Daqiu's disgusting words, he flicked his arm and Chu Qiao stumbled and fell onto the grass, with a lot of grass stained on her hair.
Chu Qiao propped up her body, looked at Chef Mao with fear in her eyes, and warned him with embarrassment.
"If you dare to do anything random in the livestock garden of the palace here, I will call someone."
Someone would hear him. Chu Qiao hoped that Mao Daqiu would restrain himself. If he let her go, she swore that she would not pursue him. Unfortunately, Mao Daqiu had already calculated the plan and did not want to let her go.
"After the sheep feeding time, who do you think will come? Call someone? Haha, this is the northernmost part of the livestock farm. The wind is very strong. Even if you shout, no one will hear you. You like to shout
, remember to shout hard for a while, I really want to hear, when I want you, is it your voice that is charming, or your expression that is charming..."
Mao Daqiu finally showed his dirty face, leaned down, pinched Chu Qiao's chin, and said coldly: "I liked you from the first moment I saw you. We could have a good relationship, but you are everywhere
Avoiding me, what's wrong with me? How can I say that the chef in the palace will soon be the royal chef. If you marry me, you will have food, drink and clothing, and you will not be tired for the rest of your life. It is better than being played by those people and thrown away.
good."
"Mao Dasong, you are full of filth and disgusting! Let me go quickly and let me out!" Chu Qiao wanted to slap this guy hard, but her arms were held down by Mao Daqiu.
"But I just want you!"
Mao Daqiu laughed fiercely, his eyes so wide that they seemed to protrude from their sockets. He actually rushed forward and pinned Chu Qiao firmly underneath him.
"Do you think that because you have a good-looking face, you think that one day the emperor or some courtier or prince will marry you? Dream on, you are a ruined flower. If you can marry me, be my woman, and let me sleep with you, just burn incense.
Well...Li Chunxiang, from the day you walked into the imperial dining room, you were destined to be mine."
After saying that, Mao Daqiu grabbed the skirt of Chu Qiao's clothes and pulled hard. With a sound, the cotton robe was torn open, revealing a piece of red obscene clothing inside.
"You're crazy, Mao Daqiu, bastard, shameless!"
Chu Qiao looked at her clothes and exposed skin in shock, and her face turned pale with anger. She knew that if she could not break free now, her innocence would be completely gone, thinking about this dirty man on her body.
Chu Qiao would like to be killed if she acts recklessly.
"After today, I will tell my father-in-law Heping that I will marry you and take you as my wife, and I will love you..."
Mao Daqiu was very excited, and touched Chu Qiao's face with his trembling fingers. This woman's skin was so smooth and greasy, more attractive than the tender meat in the pot, and his heart almost jumped out of his chest.
Chu Qiao panted slightly, still looking for something to attack this guy, until her eyes fell on a damaged half of an iron fork...
Mao Daqiu became more and more excited, and his fingers fell on Chu Qiao's red lips wantonly. She was so beautiful that the empress in the palace was not even half as good as her. He held her in his dreams for several nights and touched her white body.
, spread her slender legs...
Just when Mao Dashong's fingers brushed Chu Qiao's lips, she suddenly opened her mouth and bit down hard. The smell of blood instantly filled her mouth, making her feel sick.
"ah!"
Mao Daqiu screamed and jumped away. His fingers suddenly burst into blood. Chu Qiao almost bit off his fingers with this bite.
The moment Mao Daqiu screamed and jumped away, Chu Qiao climbed up directly and grabbed the old iron fork in his hand. This iron fork was used to turn the fodder. Over time, one of the thorns broke.
Even the wooden handle is gone, and in Chu Qiao's hand, it can only be regarded as a self-defense weapon.
"Mao Dashong, I never thought you were this kind of person."
Chu Qiao pulled the skirt of her clothes to cover her body, but the clothes were torn and fell off again. She looked very embarrassed.
Mao Dasong looked at the fair skin on Chu Qiao's chest and the red clothes, and suddenly laughed.
"That broken fork is of no use to me at all. You'd better be obedient." After saying that, he strode up.
"Don't come here, I will kill you."
Chu Qiao's face was pale and she was trembling. Although she had always caused trouble in the Chu Mansion before, she had always done so unintentionally. How could she really dare to kill people? Even if someone gave her a knife now, she would not be able to cut it. She could only
I hope Mao Daqiu can retreat and stop forcing her.
But Mao Daqiu was not afraid, but walked closer step by step. Chu Qiao had to retreat step by step until she reached the back door.
"Chunxiang, I told you that I will love you. Put down that piece of shit and let's make out. I want to die..." Mao Daqiu pounced on you again.
"Go to hell!"
Chu Qiao was desperate. She closed her eyes nervously and threw the iron fork at Mao Daqiu. She could only make an ouch, as if she had hit him?
Chu Qiao quickly opened her eyes and saw that the iron fork had been inserted into Mao Daqiu's thigh. Although it was not sharp enough, it still penetrated and he fell down.
This guy must have thought that Chu Qiao didn't dare to hurt him, so he was caught off guard.
"You bitch!" Mao Daqiu really didn't expect that Chu Qiao would dare to throw the fork out. He was the chef in the imperial kitchen, and this girl was just a kitchen servant.
With an angry shout, Mao Daqiu pulled the iron fork off his leg and stood up directly from the ground.
Chu Qiao never thought that Mao Daqiu could stand up like this. She was immediately frightened. She looked back at the back door in horror. She couldn't care about anything. She shouted for help and kicked the back door hard. This was her only chance.
Opportunity.
Perhaps the door had been exposed to wind and rain for a long time, and there was no repair. It actually became loose after a few times...
Chu Qiao felt happy, and she hurriedly gave her a hard kick. She heard a click, the door latch broke, and the door opened.
Instantly, the howling north wind rushed in, and Chu Qiao felt like she was freezing. The wind blew over her body and picked up a warehouse of grass clippings.
Chu Qiao looked at the snow and forest outside the back door, her heart brightened, and she ran out, but before she could take a few steps, someone grabbed her skirt hard.