Breathing heavily, Zhenliang was about to scold the man, when the sound of dogs barking outside the window came to his ears again, one after another, without stopping for a long time.
There is no longer one dog barking alone, but multiple dogs barking in a group, each barking loudly and excitedly.
The blush on Zhenliang's face suddenly faded a lot, and he felt sad for the dead Zhenqi once again.
Look, the dog outside is so happy, but her true love left her miserably.
Looking into the man's deep eyes and seeing Zhenqi's face, Zhenliang's anger towards him dissipated instantly, and she no longer had the confidence to yell at him.
The third master stretched out a hand and gently pinched Zhenliang's chin, forcing her to look at him levelly, "Do you still want to vomit?"
Zhenliang pursed his lips and shook his head silently.
Looking at the woman's lips that were as red as blood after being kissed by him, and looking at the woman's anxious expression as she tried to speak but hesitated, the Third Master asked, "If you have something to say to me? Say it, I'm all ears."
This man seemed to have a pair of sharp eyes that could see through everything. Zhenliang felt that if she didn't tell him the strange things, and when he found out about it and came to pursue her in the future, the consequences might be disastrous.
She is not someone who dares to do something she is not responsible for. Instead of facing deeper guilt in the future, it is better to confess earlier.
Zhenliang nodded vigorously, lowered his eyes before speaking, and then said softly, "Third Master, I'm sorry, I killed your dog."
"How did you kill it? Did you eat its flesh or skin it?" The man stared deeply at Zhenliang, as if the dog was not something extraordinary in his eyes.
Don't care.
"It's my fault. I judged people by their appearance and trusted others. In order to protect me, it was killed by others. Although that person has received retribution, your dog will never come back after all. I can't help it.
I'm sorry for you." Zhenliang tried to explain things clearly incoherently.
The third master pursed his lips and smiled, "What kind of compensation do you want to make to me by confessing to me?"
Zhenliang looked at the ground blankly, "What if I compensate you for ten dogs of the same kind? The original one will never come back. Just like a person's parents have died, even if there are other men and women who are willing to be her
Mom and dad, she won’t care about it either. I think you won’t care about my money, and you won’t care about me giving you a dog. Just think that I owe you a favor for this matter. You can ask for it back at any time in the future, as long as
I can do it."
"I will." The man seemed to feel that he had gained a bargain, and the smile gradually widened at the corner of his mouth, "However, that dog was raised by me, not you. You can just feel that you owe me. Why should you be sad like that stupid look just now?
How about that? People say that when you beat a dog, you have to look at the owner. I think you have to look at the owner when you cry. After all, you are not its owner. There is no need to feel sad. If you must feel sad about it, it should be me, the owner."
This man was really discerning, and it only took him a moment to see through that the reason she was upset just now was not because she felt unwell, but because she was sad for Zhenqi.
Zhenliang slowly raised his head and tried his best to calmly look at the third master, "Although it is not raised by me and does not belong to me, it is still a life, a lovely life. Moreover, it looks really cute.
It looks a lot like an old friend of mine. Oh no, I should say, it looks a lot like an old dog I knew before."
So dog? This woman's word-making ability is really strong. The man resisted the urge to laugh and comforted, "Although I also feel a little pity, I don't blame you. It's absolutely true."
Hearing this, Zhenliang immediately pouted, "I'm not afraid of you blaming me. I'm sad because I feel regretful, hateful, sad, and regretful. It's better to trade my life for its life."
Regarding Zhenliang's comparison, the Third Master frowned in disapproval and scolded, "It is just a beast after all. Life is inherently cheap, and your life is much more precious than it. How can you just change it?"
Zhenliang's face darkened, he glared at the third master angrily, and said excitedly to defend Zhenqi, "Its life is not cheap, but yours is!"
After saying this, Zhenliang felt even more sad for Zhenqi, and at the same time she also felt a little regretful. These words were half her sincerity and half her words of anger, but it did seem that she was a little too much when she yelled at the third master so directly.
, after all, when Third Master said that Zhenqi had a low life, he did not really dislike Zhenqi, but was trying to appease her in his own way, and she could still feel this.
Just as he was hesitating whether to apologize to him or to ease the tense atmosphere, the third master suddenly quickly reached his hands under her armpits and then lifted her up.
In the blink of an eye, Zhenliang was sitting face to face with Third Master, and this time, she was sitting not on a chair, but on his flat thighs.
"What are you doing?" Zhenliang could only glare at the man's powerful behavior. That day in the cabin, the two of them had no choice but to have intimate behavior due to various reasons, but today they are both awake. To be honest, if
Okay, she really doesn't want to have too much intimacy with him anymore.
"Kiss you." As soon as the word "you" was spoken, the Third Master kissed Zhenliang's lips again before he could close them.
This time, it was still very deep, fierce, and strong, but it gradually changed from heavy rain and strong wind to gentle, as gentle as flowing water on a small bridge.
After a wild and enjoyable plunder, the Third Master reluctantly parted his lips and looked at Zhenliang with hardened eyes, especially the two ugly brown spots on his face.
Why? This woman obviously had an ugly face, but he fell in love with her smell. He even seemed to be obsessed with her smell - her pure fragrance.
Zhenliang, who was almost suffocated by the kiss, immediately glared at the third master as soon as he came into contact with the restraints. At the same time, he couldn't help but ask, "Why do you kiss me so ugly when I leave Zi Wu so beautiful and you don't kiss me?"
Girl? Can you give me a reason?"
The Third Master looked at Zhenliang intently, and answered her in a deep voice after half a minute, "Although many women have your love and kindness for animals, why do I think you are the most unique?"
In fact, what the Third Master really wants to ask is, did you, the ugly girl, have some powder containing charm medicine rubbed on your body and was inhaled by me in large quantities, so that made you feel abnormal physically and mentally in broad daylight?
Is this man praising himself?
It seemed to be sincere, and there seemed to be some hidden meaning. Zhenliang was very uncomfortable hearing it, and at the same time, he felt his heart tremble inexplicably.
Thinking that he couldn't figure out this man's unpredictable thoughts, Zhenliang raised his eyebrows and joked, "You won't fall in love with an ugly girl like me, right?"
Perhaps the two of them had already kissed deeply, and Zhenliang seemed to have forgotten that she was naturally sitting on the third master's lap at this moment. As long as they spoke, the two people's breaths could intertwine, and their breaths were as intimate as blending.
Zhenliang's sober mind felt dizzy in such an atmosphere, as if he would fall asleep at any moment without warning.
The third master did not answer Zhenliang's question, but couldn't help but closed his eyes and sniffed Zhenliang's cheek with the tip of his nose.
It was undeniable that her pure and natural fragrance made him addicted.
