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Chapter 2491: Worry about ghosts

I couldn't stand it anymore, so I pointed at her and said angrily: "You're done, aren't you? There is a limit to my endurance!"

She didn't care how angry she was, and still had an innocent look on her face. She looked at me with a pout and said, "You pushed me and I fell down, right? It's true... Besides, the injury was on the waist, and I couldn't reach it myself.

No, I won’t bother you anymore…”

Ah!

Co-author, I still say that I am such a bad person, does she have no problem at all?

I stared at her, shook my head helplessly and said, "Okay, I'm going to fight you today. Whatever you want to do, I'll stay with you till the end!"

She looked at me with a sweet smile and said, "Really, you can do whatever I want?"

"What bad idea are you having again?"

She bit her lower lip lightly, her eyes gradually became seductive, and then she pointed at her bag and said, "You have seen everything in my bag, do you know what I mean?"

I followed suit: "Are you sure?"

"Sure! You are so fierce, I want to try it."

"Okay, lie down and take off all your clothes."

She tilted her head and looked at me, and said somewhat strangely: "Aren't you afraid?"

"What am I afraid of?"

"You have a wife."

"I'm divorced now, stop talking nonsense, will I come or not?"

But she hesitated first, sat on the edge of the bed, raised her feet and said, "Please help me heal the injury on my foot first, otherwise I won't be able to use it anymore later."

I knew that if I were to fight with a woman like her, I would have to be more ruthless than her, otherwise I would just be played around by her.

I stopped talking nonsense, picked up the safflower oil bottle, unscrewed the cap, and checked that there was still a little bit inside that was enough.

The woman was still very conscious. She raised her injured foot, put her hands on the bed behind her, and leaned her body.

I looked at her and said, "How about you put your skirt on first."

She looked at me with a smile and said, "Isn't it okay just like this? Or can't you help but look at it?"

"I can do whatever you want!"

I didn't say anything more to her, squatted down, poured some potion from the bottle, and rubbed it in my hands.

"Hurry up...stop the ink stains..." she urged anxiously.

I grabbed her ankle and pressed it on.

As soon as I pressed it, she cried out "ah".

That cry was no different from before, even louder and more voluptuous.

I really don't care, I can call her whatever she wants, anyway, I can walk and sit upright.

She kept barking, maybe because she realized that I wasn't paying attention to her, so she stopped barking.

But in a flash, she said to me again: "Chen Feng, do you really want to know who I am?"

"If you want to say it, just say it. If you don't say it, you will be pushed back."

"Hehe!" She smiled lightly and added, "I just like to whet your appetite. It's so cute to see you angry but unable to show off."

"You're so cute, mom!" I said foul language to her without answering.

"I told you, I don't have a mother."

I sneered: "People like you deserve to have no mother!"

"But I have a father, do you? You don't even have parents, so you are pitiful! You little wretch!"

I looked up at her, and she looked at me sideways, with a hook in her eyes.

I retorted directly: "You are like this, your dad is not much better, right?"

"It's none of your business. Anyway, my dad is stronger and more powerful than you. If you offend me, my dad will kill you in a minute!"

"Then do you believe that I will kill you in minutes?"

"come!"

"Are you still going to be tough with me?"

"You're just being tough, what can you do to me?"

Without saying anything to her, I bent the fingers of my right hand and pressed my knuckles directly against the sole of her foot.

I will always remember her scream, as if someone had pulled out a layer of skin alive.

But this cry was not a scream, nor a scream of pain, but a cry of enjoyment, accompanied by a sigh of relief.

"You want to kill me?" After she calmed down, she looked at me and said.

"Didn't you say that nothing can be done to you? Do you still want to try?"

"Come on with the other foot too."

I snorted coldly and said, "I'll come if you ask me to. Wouldn't I be very embarrassed?"

She laughed and said, "It's worth dying to have Boss Chen press my feet for the rest of my life."

"Then go to hell! Just jump from here, it won't hurt at all."

She smiled and said: "If I really jump from the 16th floor, do you think you can survive?"

"It doesn't matter, just jump if you can."

"Tsk! You really stumped me."

I sighed and said, "You are a person who just likes to talk. Is that interesting?"

"It's interesting. I like chatting with you. It's very interesting."

"Are you cheap or not?"

She had a sullen expression on her face, as if I couldn't do anything to her. She really needed to be dealt with!

After a while, she said to me again: "Boss Chen, do my feet look good? I just got a manicure yesterday!"

"If you hadn't told me, I would have thought they were a pair of men's feet."

She laughed again: "Boss Chen, you are so funny, I like it so much."

I was silent, and she continued: "Then do you want me to help you with my feet..."

"Are you disgusted?" I interrupted her, frowned and glared at her.

"Do you like it or not? Whatever you want is fine."

"Fuck you!"

I threw her feet away and threw her on the bed due to excessive force.

She screamed "Ouch" in pain, and I couldn't tell whether she was really in pain or pretending to be in pain.

I ignored her, straightened up and stared at her: "Is there anything else you want me to do? Tell me quickly, and I'll leave if you don't."

"Hug me up!" She stared at me and said.

"Get up yourself."

She looked into my eyes and said, "You knocked me down. It's okay if you don't know how to cherish the beauty. But I'm injured, I can't straighten up, and I can't walk my legs. How do you want me to get up?"

"Then just lie down!"

"Ouch!" She began to scream angrily, "What a bully! Do you do whatever you want just because you are the big boss? I pushed a little girl and got hurt. I didn't care about it. I just wanted to make the big boss happy.

The boss is just doing me a small favor... But the big boss is unwilling to bend down!"

"Are you done with riding a horse? I've really had enough of you."

"Then just hug me, I really can't get up."

I'm so speechless. If I had known I wouldn't have gotten up so early this morning, I wouldn't have met this god of plague!

Helpless, I had no choice but to walk to the bed again, stretched out my hand to her and said, "Okay, get up!"

"I asked you to hug me, what do you mean?"

"Don't push yourself too far!"

"Okay, okay, I'll just get up by myself." She snorted dissatisfied, then took my hand and prepared to sit up.

But who would have expected that she would deliberately take advantage of my back and pull hard, causing my center of gravity to be unstable and I to be pulled towards her in an instant.

My body pressed straight towards her, pressing her tightly.

This is intentional!

I just feel that my chest is soft, as if it is pressed on a ball of sponge and is very elastic.

I subconsciously prepared to run away, but she held me tightly, looked at me with charming eyes and said, "Didn't Boss Chen just say to give me a try after pressing my feet?"

"Let me go!" I roared.

"How is it? Do you feel comfortable on top of me?"

"Fuck you, why are you so mean!" I yelled angrily.

She ignored my anger at all, still looked at me with a smile and said: "As the saying goes, a thin-skinned person will never have enough to eat. In this society, it is better to be thick-skinned. You can tell me no matter how ugly you say, I can't bear it."

Very powerful!"

I just can't do anything about this woman! This is simply a "ghost-seeing worry"!


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