The Blackened Male God Always Wants To Set A Routine For Me

That was the voice of two people talking next to her.

She remembered who those two were so that when she found out she was still alive, she killed them.

Three guests arrived at the house that day.

The rest, naturally, is outside that person.

She always thought it was the guy who took her away.

Their own officers had been intoxicated and paralyzed on the table.

On that day, when she struggled so hard, she accidentally touched a jade.

The engraved pattern is peculiar because it is a jade flute pattern.

She tried to smash the man's head with the jade pebble, but when she pulled it down, she was spotted.

Her nails were scratched directly on the jade.

It left a scratch on it.

Look, three years later.

The jade was scratched in her struggle, in the hands of her officers.

Look, his officers were so scared when they heard her voice.

In one pair of eyes is fear except fear.

She couldn't find a trace of an officer loving her.

This officer in front of me is a stranger.

So much so that the painting gave rise to doubt.

Could it be that she's had some confusion in her memory over the past three years, and forgot what her official looks like?

So much for mistaken people?

No, it's him.

The painting flashed through the eyes without emotion.

Soft opening of painting

“The other day, you let the painting soften up to accompany you?

The three men insulted the innocence of the painting, and you agreed? ”

Her eyes were a little empty.

Something that seemed to hold her alive, collapsed in one piece.

Across the street, the officer seemed to have some confusion.

Probably the woman's voice is too soft.

Perhaps the three years of soft death tortured him every day.

He was very excited and stared at the painting softly.

The eyes were filled with disgust and desecration, and the fear before that was gradually diminishing in the act.

He asked.

“Don't think I don't know what you did.

You dislike me for being poor and for not being able to do it.

Aren't you trying to seduce the landlord who's so slutty to this man?

Well, I'm satisfied with you.

Are you happy to meet you?

Why do you come to me every day??!!

Can't you just let me have a good day? ”

The man's face became twisted and his voice suddenly increased.

And then the man kept yelling.

“Your death has nothing to do with me! You made it all yourself!

The consequences of your own misdemeanour!

Don't bother me again!

Leave me alone! ”

At the end of the day, men's voices were almost hoarse.

It seems this is the only way to get rid of the fear in your heart.

Qian Qian, who was cooking, heard the noise and ran away.

She hastily grabbed the man.

“Officer, officer! Painting Zoe is dead!!

There's no way she's coming back! Don't worry, she won't dislike you anymore. I'll always be with you. I won't dislike you, officer. "

Picture Qian holding him.

It seemed like a long time before the man finally recovered.

Slow down, man, start looking around.

“Where's my jade? Where's Jade Pei? ”

Qian hurried to pick up the jade on the ground.

“Here, here. ”

The man gripped the jade and relieved himself.

After a long hiatus, he said,

“She was a scourge, but dying was a good thing.

At least I got this antique jade pellet for me. ”