"Young master, don't you wake up? You really have the will to continue pretending to be dead? Do you really ignore me? Okay, okay, I've seen someone who wants to die, but I haven't seen someone who wants to die so much. It seems that you really want to die too much, so you want to pretend to die!"

She used her knife to scratch my face, and I could feel the blade slashing. The knife was too fast! Then, she asked me very politely, "If you say I castrated you, would you be scared? What should you do in the future!" She muttered to herself: "I heard that people who have been castrated can practice a peerless martial arts skills. If you didn't try it! I think you have potential, you should be a martial arts genius. If you can't do it, I can help you. Of course, as long as you don't speak, I will assume that you are a defaulter, and I will help you for the difficulties! When I count 300 stars, if you don't raise me again, I will not ask and just cut it." What do you think? The girl thought to herself that I don't believe you can't get up. Can you bear it?

Damn, she really counts one, two, and three stars. I'm drunk and crazy. Every time she counts one star, I feel like I'm going to reduce my life span. When I hear her count the stars, why is it so uncomfortable for me to count the stars! When I hear her count the stars, I understand that she is the woman we can't sleep in the middle of the night. Only such a woman has such leisure and leisure so that she can't sleep in the middle of the night, so she has to count the stars! However, this cannot affect my determination to get up, and I don't have the courage to dare to get up! I've been castrated, I can't find a girlfriend anyway, and no one likes me anyway, anyway, it's useless. Instead of getting up and being played to death by her, it's better to die. Men have to be a little more vulgar and can't get up and face her directly, and I feel that I can't stand her!

When I heard that I was 290, I started to sweat. Damn, she wouldn't really castrate me! I was drunk too. How could I meet such a person? No one else could get up and castrate others! You said why I was so unlucky! I felt like my life was the same as the countdown. I thought that I was castrated and I wouldn't live anymore. I'd better die! You said that if I became like that, you said that I still have the face to live, and there was no meaning to live anyway. God wanted me to die, and I had to die! It seems that this time I really can't escape.

She really counted to 300, but I still didn't get up. I just said that a real man couldn't get up, but he couldn't get up, and I couldn't get up even if he was castrated. Besides, I was castrated, and I didn't know where the courage came from. I really dared to fight against her, and I was not afraid of her. After all, she was prepared for any ointment and dagger. If she wanted to take action, I couldn't stop her. Anyway, she was a lunatic, and I was in her hands, so I was just waiting to get a knife!

I only heard her hand lifting the knife and she was really inserted into my crotch. I could feel that my crotch was shocked by the momentum of her falling knife. It was quite terrifying and quite imposing! Well, if I wasn't a pure man, if I hadn't closed my eyes, if I hadn't been ready to be castrated. Anyway, it's no matter how hard it was, I just died, so I didn't scare me. Otherwise, you say that in our harmonious society, others are really facing your life. If you come to the root of this, you won't scare me! That's quite terrifying. I think this woman is completely crazy and unsaved. She pretends to be a god in the middle of the night, but also scares men. She can do such things, and you say she can't do anything.

I had to recite in my heart: "Take a step back and the sky is wide open, and the endurance is calm for a while!" Damn, I wonder if this endurance will make my whole life different. I think, will I have to be in the crowd, in the building of my rental house, and then change my words and not shout "Ah!"! I shouted directly, "Eunuch, God is instructed here, who dares to be presumptuous!" But at that time, I was embarrassed to shout in the present, and I could only shout in a nightmare. Thinking about my future life, I woke up again and again in "Eunuch, God is instructed here, who dares to be presumptuous!" I feel that this world is so dark and so unfair! I feel that my life will be very miserable and miserable, and I can't face my future.

You said I didn't faint at first, but I didn't faint at first, so now I have to scare her to faint! Fortunately, I didn't feel the pain, but my life is still there, but my life has not ended early, and fortunately she didn't really castrate me! Don't I also imagine what my life will become after I become my father-in-law. I can't do such things. Whether it's for martial arts, power, or money, I can't do such things because I'm not such a person!

"Okay, it seems that you are a tough guy, and you won't be scared of you. I think you are pretty good, so I think I won't castrate you anymore, and you don't look afraid. Maybe you also mean to be a castrator. I can't help you. In fact, I originally wanted to use a knife to write your face with the word "天". I'm afraid that the knife will not be effective, so I think it's better to use my nails to pass the word "天" to you, or the big ones, so people who see you will be impressed. This way you will be a little more impressive. I heard that the marks on your nails will be particularly profound and you will leave an impression forever." She continued to threaten me and said, she believed that I would be afraid because she had such a feeling.

When I heard God's instructions, I said, "A real man can be cut off, but blood can flow, and face cannot be lost!" This woman is too cruel. How can I know that I cherish my face the most, and I can tolerate anything else, but it's a big deal. It's about my own integrity. How can I tolerate it? It seems that she has seen through my psychology and knows that I am a manly person. So when I hear that I want to scratch my face, how can I tolerate it? I have wanted to explode, and a mouthful of blood has accumulated in my chest. I spit out a big mouthful of blood, which is quite hot!

My first reaction when I woke up was that I was staring at her fiercely with my eyes, as if I really wanted to kill her. My anger was beyond words and said, "You hit me!" I said it with great grievance, like a disciplined child, that was so pitiful!

She looked at me and didn't expect that I would have such a big reaction, so she told me, "I just caressed you gently, I didn't hit you!" She didn't admit that she hit me, but just felt that it was a kind of caress.

"I'm drunk too. What do you mean by saying she is? You said that it is a gentle caressing, a gentle caressing. This can even knock people away!" I refuted her statement! I felt that she didn't admit it after hitting someone, and she said that it was really a bullying.

When she heard this, she told me that she originally wanted to caress me for caressing and express her kindness. However, when you saw this dark place, I didn't grasp my strength well. The key was that you took a step back. Then, in order to reach you, I had to take a step forward, that is, because you retreated, so I had to go forward! Then, there was something called acceleration, can you understand. So, because of this inertia, I didn't control my strength well. Of course, there was also an external reason, that is, the road was slipping, and I just took a big step forward. Then, I came up too fast, accidentally slipped my feet and my hands slipped, so I became what I am now.

When I heard that I was beaten by you, it was my fault. It was all because I took a step back. I gave you a reason to take the blame. Shouldn't I retreat? Can't I retreat a little, beware of you and I'm still wrong? Should I be beaten by you? Damn, I've been reacting so fast these days, and it seems that there is no soft use. Sometimes I really go with the flow. If you say that if I don't take a step back and you don't have acceleration, maybe I can't feel so painful! Think about it, it's so weird. How did I know that when she slapped her in the face, the explosive power generated by this acceleration would be so powerful. If I had known that I wouldn't have retreated, I should have been a little more.

I had to accept her. She was really the best. I said, "You just caressed me gently, and I didn't say that I was flying. My muscles and bones all looked broken. I also vomited a lot of blood! It was bleeding. You said, are you a human being? Are you really a woman? Are you caressing men like this? If this is true, then I can only say, I understand!"

When she heard this, she felt that I was being arrogant, and that was quite good at acting coquettish. She was really drunk. She didn't expect that I was too coquettish. That was the man she had ever seen, so she had to tell me well, "Are you sure you spit out blood?"

When I heard that she didn't admit it! It was really good or bad, good or bad, and I said, "That's not blood, it can still be saliva!"

Seeing me, she looked embarrassed, she sneered and said, "What do you think? Do you think if you sprayed so much blood, can you still have the strength to talk to me like this? You are too esteemed about your own body. After all, you are just an ordinary person!"

When I heard her, I seemed to be sure that I was not spraying blood, but saliva. I thought to myself, could it be that I was wrong? Am I really too exaggerated and too much? I thought to myself, I should not be such a person! Although I admitted that after I smelled her, I kept saliva and looked at other people's faces and figures with saliva. But this is too exaggerated, how could it be that I had so much saliva? I remembered that when I saw the bridesmaid last time, I had this situation. But it was not so exaggerated! It could not be that "dip", "dip", "dip", "dip", "dip", "dip", "dip", "dip", "dip", "dip", "dip", "dip", "dip", "dip", "dip", "dip", "dip", "dip", "dip", "dip", "dip", "dip", "dip", "dip", "dip", "dip", "dip", "dip", "dip", "dip", "dip", "dip", "dip", "dip", "dip", "dip", "dip", "dip", but I thought I had not seen my greed look! But, this saliva was beaten out, it was too that way! It was so embarrassing!

God ordered me to turn my head, and saliva flowed out again. I took out my handkerchief and wiped it with something that I don’t know if it was blood or saliva. The girl pursed her lips and looked at herself with a smile. Her skin was as white as fresh peeling. Her eyes were filled with contempt, which made her look even more charming. She couldn’t help but feel moved and asked, “I think you are too cruel, and you have all been beaten with stomach acid. You are nothing! You are really good at it! A woman like you is really terrible!”
Chapter completed!