But Zhang Qi didn't seem to care. She still smiled at me: "Tong Ruoqing is not here. I put her in Shen Gongxu's villa. She should still be in a coma at the moment."
She wanted to pull me over again: "I remember that you loved spicy hot pot when you were in college. Do you want me to send someone to buy it?"
I know what she is thinking.
It's nothing more than putting down a low profile and pretending to be pitiful. Based on the fact that we slept together last night, she wanted to make me feel guilty in order to close the relationship and make me take responsibility for her.
But I don’t feel guilty at all.
Not only do I not feel guilty, I also feel that I have suffered a loss. You put me on the bed and the work was done. I was tired and you felt happy. It was good that you didn’t care about the money you asked for. But you used this to blackmail me?
As long as I let go today, this woman will definitely take advantage of her.
So I didn't want to give her a chance at all, so I lifted the quilt and started to get dressed: "Okay, since Tong Ruoqing is next door, I won't disturb you anymore. Let's meet again when we are destined."
Zhang Qi didn't say anything or stop me. I didn't say a word and kept getting dressed in silence.
Originally, I don’t have much clothes in spring, and I wear cooler clothes, so I ended up with three sets, five sets, and two sets.
Just when I walked to the door and put my hand on the handle, Zhang Qi finally spoke.
"Are you not willing to give me any chance?"
Her tone was quite calm: "I have never thought of morally kidnapping you, nor do I think that we are boyfriend and girlfriend after sleeping together. I just want you to stop being so cold and treat me better. Is it so difficult?"
I took my hand back, turned around and asked her: "Then what do you mean by doing this? Are you tired?"
Oh, first capture Tong Ruoqing and force me to come over, then let Zhuo Yi trick me into letting down my guard, then let the old woman downstairs plot against me, and finally put me to bed, just to make me treat you better?
Why do I not understand it so much? I never said it before. It's very simple to want me to treat you well. Come with me now, and then swear never to contact anyone in this organization again. As long as you can do it, don't say anything.
If you have an attitude, you can let me sleep with you for another hundred and eighty times.
But you don’t want to, you don’t want to, so you did this, thinking that we can settle the differences after we sleep, right? Zhang Qi, do you think I am the kind of person who values criticism more than anything else?
?"
"That's not what I meant. It's just that I have no choice but to act like this!"
She stood up, lifted the sheets, and wrapped them around herself: "Master is kind to me, but I can't do what you said, so I can only use this method to prove my feelings for you.
Gu Yan, Master sent me to the Far East just to capture Zhuo Yi and take over his power. I really will not do anything detrimental to you. You believe me, even if we can't be lovers, we can always be friends for life, right?
"
What she wanted to express by lifting the bed sheet was very clear.
There was a small trace of light pink on it, but I still didn't feel touched at all.
"What is this, paint? Did you just put it on?"
I walked up and touched it twice, and my words were a bit weird: "It's so good, you are so beautiful, but at the age of twenty-seven or eight, your virginity is already very rare, and it is a bleeding vagina, so it is even rarer, this
It’s really cool that you can meet me.”
Actually, it's not that I don't believe that Zhang Qi, a girl, can really maintain her integrity for more than 20 years.
But in this situation, if you believe it, you have to pretend not to believe it, otherwise wouldn’t I be tricked by her?
"What paint, this is me..."
She hesitated to speak, her eyes filled with indescribable complex emotions: "Gu Yan, how could you do this? Don't you know whether I've ever been in love or not?"
"Why should I know?"
I pointed at the marks on the sheets: "Besides, what can this thing prove? Prove that you are sincere to me? OK, you succeeded, but is it useful?
You said you can't let go of your master, nor can you let go of your feelings for me. You want them all, but nine times out of ten things in this world are not what you want them to be, so why should you be able to get what you want?
Again, either continue to be her apprentice, or come back and be friends with me, classmate, I really don’t know what is in your mind, and you still want to exchange for such an illusory thing, you are really good at it!"
I don't know what to say to her anymore.
I feel like there is something wrong with this woman's thinking, so I really have no choice. If she doesn't stay on the same page, everything she says is just playing the piano.
So after saying this, I turned around and was about to open the door. Zhang Qi shouted: "Gu Yan, listen to me!"
She shouted and tried to stop me, but before she could take two steps, a woman's voice suddenly appeared in the room: "That's enough."
A burst of black air drifted into the room along the crack in the door, flew past me, and then gathered my figure in front of Zhang Qi.
I couldn't be more familiar with this man.
She is the young woman dressed like a nanny. She was the one who sent me the message that day, and she was the one who plotted against me in front of Zhuo Yi last night.
I didn't notice it last night, and it wasn't until this moment that I discovered that this woman was an expert. The aura emanating from her body made me feel particularly depressed, and a chill came from the soles of my feet and went straight to the sky.
I felt that this was a dangerous person, so I didn't dare to move. I stood by the door and watched her warily.
"You should be worried now."
The woman didn't look at me at all. She walked straight to Zhang Qi, with that doting look in her eyes, stretched out a hand to stroke her hair: "I have said before that men are a bunch of ungrateful people. It is their nature to like the new and dislike the old.
, no matter how much you do, you can't win back his heart.
But that’s okay, being injured will make you mature, and once you see clearly what kind of person he is, you won’t be worried about him anymore.”
After saying this, the woman glanced at me, her eyes were like knives, and she wanted to carve out the flesh on my body.
Ouch, what the fuck?
I didn't panic, I just felt that what she said was outrageous. Why did I become ungrateful as she said it? But why didn't I know where we were?
But no matter what I thought, these words were very useful to Zhang Qi. After hearing this, she threw herself into the woman's arms and cried, and then cried out in a tearful voice: "Master, I know I was wrong."
"It's okay to know that you were wrong."
The woman withdrew her gaze and looked at Zhang Qi with a very gentle look, but she said creepy words: "From now on, you will practice hard with the master. When you succeed in your cultivation, the master will accompany you to take revenge on these stinky men.
First toy with them, make them sad and desperate, and then stretch their tendons, peel off their skin, drink their blood, crush their bones, and throw their souls into the Netherworld where they will never be able to stand up again.
Thinking about the scenes of them being afraid, begging for mercy, and wailing, isn't it more interesting than facing the stinky man in front of them?"
I really couldn’t stand it any longer, and I don’t know where I got the courage to say: “That old lady, why are you acting like an old harried woman in a deep harem? Come on, tell me the truth. Why, you’ve been fucked too many times.
, have you become mentally ill?
I'm still having cramps and peeling my skin off, I'll give you what I can, why should I kill you first?"