After entering the door, Cheng Liuli unexpectedly found that there was an extra quilt and pillow on his bed. It was soft and soft. Although it was not his original swan pillow, it was still unusually comfortable.
Needless to say, it must have been sent by Yesi Luo.
However, after just experiencing that humiliating incident, in which she was severely beaten by his woman and framed as Cui Miner's behind-the-scenes instigator, it was really difficult for her to feel any "gratitude" towards him!
The so-called giving a date a slap in the face? Did he really think she was that cheap?
Can she be bought off with just a quilt?
Huh! She sneered. If she hadn't wanted to stay and search for evidence of his crime, she would have followed Cui Miner out of the door at this moment!
Even if she got the key to the study next week, if she searched carefully and still found nothing - she made up her mind - she would leave Leng Yu's house immediately and not suffer such cowardice here again!
As for this face, she didn't care at all whether it would be scarred or disfigured.
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It is often said that a woman's appearance pleases her. Since there is no such "self-pleasant" in this world, why should she care about beauty and ugliness?
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Lying down on the bed, she closed her eyes tiredly.
The cleaning work upstairs hadn't started yet, so she had to seize this rare tranquility and get some sleep!
She was so sleepy and tired that after a while, she fell into a deep sleep.
At some point, a strange feeling on her face woke her up from her sleep!
When I opened my hazy sleepy eyes, I saw the illusion of Yesi Luo!
Thick eyelashes, straight nose, shirt buttons on the chest slightly open, giving off a relaxed and lazy aura, naturally exuding some kind of fatal sexual and evil temptation.
But the thin ridged lips were pursed tightly, showing an unusually focused look.
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No, this can't be real, it's just an illusion!
It was impossible for Yesilo himself to come to this small hut so late at night!
She stretched out her hand and danced wildly, trying to wave away all illusions——
The "phantom" frowned, blocked her arm, and spoke, "Shh, don't move..."
The transparent dressing on her face was gently peeled off, and her long and well-jointed hands held a box of black paste. She carefully picked up some with her fingertips and gently applied it on her no longer painful wound.
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The plaster looks dark, but when applied to the skin, it is extremely comfortable, cool, comfortable, and has a faint medicinal fragrance.
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Her eyelashes fluttered slightly, "Luo——" She stretched out her hand to grab his big palm, but saw him avoid her movement calmly, and moved her thin lips slightly, "This is specially used to treat trauma.
Apply the plaster on your face three times a day to avoid scars. ．
"Oh..." Cheng Liuli agreed obediently. He was too tired and couldn't tell whether what he was seeing was a dream or reality.
Just think of it as a sweet dream. In the dream, Master Luo no longer looks so vicious and vicious.
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Life is like a dream, full of joy.
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Fell into sleep again.
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At some point, the usual scratching sound on the first floor woke her up from her sleep again!
There is no way, she is such a light sleeper. Before she is fully sleepy, the slightest noise will wake her up!