These three words come out of your mouth, I think it's quite normal.
But as soon as Shen Gong said it, I suddenly got goosebumps all over my body, because in my impression, he always calls people "little girl" directly, or "stinky bitch" or something like that. I can't adapt to being so gentle all of a sudden.
But if you don't adapt, you won't adapt. His witchcraft did work.
Alexandra was particularly obedient. She closed her eyes obediently as Shen Gong said and waited until she heard his question before answering: "It's on the street in front of the hotel. I was bored in the room and wanted to go out and relax. He
It just showed up.”
"What did you say?"
"He said he saw that I was not a local and asked me if I needed help. I said I wanted to go to the nearest scenic spot to relax, and he said he could accompany me.
We got along quite well, and then he invited me to a bar, and I agreed just because I was bored. After that, I drank some wine, and then by accident, I went to the hotel with him, and finally..."
Finally, there are some descriptions about the details. I have to say that Shen Gong, an old guy, is still very capable. He did it several times, what postures he used, and even how he felt when doing things.
He curled his lips when he heard this: "Can you be more serious? I want you to ask about serious things, but who told you to ask about sexual intercourse?"
"Don't interrupt me when I'm doing something."
He rolled his eyes at me, stood up, walked up and put his hand on Alexandra's head: "Oh, so, what does that man look like and how old is he?"
"He is in his twenties, has an Asian face, and I have really forgotten his appearance. I only remember that he has deep eyes, a gentleman in his words and deeds, and he has a good figure and is very strong. He is the type I like."
Alexandra murmured to herself: "He only said that he was a Chinese studying in Rome and was a graduate student. I didn't ask about the rest."
"Well, that's enough information."
Duke Shen took back his hand and sat across from Alexandra again: "What happened after that?"
"After that...when I woke up early the next morning, I found that she was gone."
When she said these words, the expression on her face was a bit panicked: "Not long after I returned to the hotel, I received a document in my mailbox, which was full of the photos I just showed you.
There was a postscript at the end of the document. He threatened me and told me to cooperate with him, otherwise he would make these photos public and I would never be able to hold my head high in the Holy See, so..."
"So he asked you to kill me, but you never found a chance to do it, so you could only give me a kick when I broke the seal and kick me back again, right?"
I was holding back my anger and spoke with a bit of witchcraft: "What do you think? If you plot against me in front of so many people, what will happen even if I die? Do you think the Holy See can tolerate you?
?”
"I didn't think too much at the time. I just planned to wait until you were dead before making your killing of the Patriarch public to the public, in the name of his revenge, so that he would not be punished."
With that said, Alexandra opened her eyes and sighed: "I know I won't succeed, but I have no other choice but to give it a try."
"Okay, let's give it a try!"
I clapped my hands as I said: "Then what were you thinking when you slept with him? What were you thinking when he threatened you? Even if you don't hide it, if you tell this matter earlier, maybe we can still be the guests.
, use this matter to make some articles, right?
Okay, it’s useless to say anything at this point, just stay here and wait for the Grand Council to deal with you.”
The more I talked, the angrier I became, so I turned around and walked out.
Standing at the door and lighting a cigarette, Mr. Shen walked out of the room half a minute later.
He also took out the cigarette case from my pocket, lit it for himself, took a puff and said to me: "This hairy girl didn't lie. This is the whole story."
I spat on the ground: "Then he is more hateful. He sold me for a wild man. I wonder who is that boy? Is he so charming?"
"You want to know?"
"I'm a little curious."
"Sure, then I'll make it clear to you."
Green light flashed in Mr. Shen's eyes, and then a faint shadow of a man appeared in front of me.
As the shadow gradually stared at me, I carefully observed the face and found that he looked a bit handsome. He had a good appearance and a good figure. How can I say his temperament... He obviously has a manly appearance, but he has a good figure.
It always gives people a feminine feeling, which is a bit awkward.
But I don’t know if it’s my imagination, but I always feel that this person looks a bit familiar.
So I raised my head and asked Shen Gong: "Did you read this directly from Alexandra's memory?"
"Well, I collected the information in her mind and reshaped this person's image."
He squinted his eyes and smoked a cigarette: "Do you think this person looks familiar?"
I was stunned: "Fuck, how did you know?"
He asked again: "Do you always feel like you've seen this guy somewhere?"
"Brother, can you please stop showing off with me and me here?"
I glanced at the two priests standing next to me: "What's the matter, is it inconvenient for outsiders to talk?"
"That's not true. It just feels like this matter is getting more and more complicated and strange."
He took two puffs of cigarette again. When the cigarette butt almost burned his hand, Mr. Shen exhaled a long puff of smoke: "Think carefully about who this person is, and let me see how your memory is."
"What does this have to do with good memory?"
I frowned and recalled for a long time, but I couldn't recall any information about this person, so I waved impatiently to Mr. Shen: "Can you tell me quickly? There are still a lot of things to do over there, so don't follow me.
There are two ink marks."
"Do you remember the word Shaoyang?"
"You mean the Ghost King's youngest son, Xiao Ruoqing's former fiancé?"
"That's right, it's that little brat."
When I looked up at the scene again, I realized that the figure's facial features looked somewhat similar to that of the Ghost King. His temperament couldn't be called feminine. Isn't it him? He looked so full of ghost energy.
Is this him, the ghost clan, actually hooking up with Tianxin Island?
Shen Gong waved his hand, and the shadow in front of him immediately disappeared: "I thought he would be able to calm down for a while after I beat him to a disability, but I didn't expect that he would run out so quickly, and even touch your side to attack the Orthodox saint.
Okay, if you have the skills, let me tell you Gu Yan, the people of the ghost tribe hate you to the core and want to peel off your skin and beat your tendons. But if you can't even deal with a coward like him, then you might as well stop being around.