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"This guy has thin skin and tender flesh."

Wen Chujin stood at a table with her head down. The two men in front of her refused to let him go and ordered him to stand still.

Wen Chujin was holding a rag in her hand, and was about to wipe the table, but was seen by two strolling men who had just stepped into the threshold. They thought he was doing odd jobs here, and grabbed him tightly to prevent him from leaving.

"Hey, what about you?"

Wen Chujin lowered her head to avoid the scrutinizing eyes, and looked at the man's weird eyes, feeling disgusted in her heart.

"how much?"

"What?" Wen Chujin didn't understand.

"How much is a night?"

"Let's be happy and happy!"

It was only then that they realized what they were referring to. It was a sinister affair between men and women, but now that they were being grabbed by two men, disgust welled up in their hearts, and goosebumps rose up their arms.

"Sorry, goodbye." He didn't bother to talk to them anymore, and now he just wanted to get away quickly, and said in a cold voice.Pulling away the sleeve from the big hand, he picked up the teacup and was about to leave.

"Having a temper, I like it." One of the men felt his heart itch when he saw the white arm. Looking at the delicate face and graceful figure, even if he was a man, he didn't have a taste for it.

If Wen Chujin heard this inner monologue, he would definitely throw down a teacup.

"It's all here, why pretend to be noble."

"Aren't you shy, come here."

"Let my brother take good care of you and make sure you are happy."

Seeing that Wen Chujin remained silent, the two of them became more courageous, and gradually began to speak profanely. When filthy words came out of their mouths, Wen Chujin really couldn't help it. He only felt pain in his ears, picked up the tea board without thinking, and wanted to lift it up and smash it down.

"Jinyu!"

Just when the scene was about to get out of control in the next second, a female voice sounded crisply, calling to stop his imminent movement.

Chun Zhi, who had just come out of Yueniang's room, saw this scene and walked over with a sullen face.

"Did you carry the firewood? What are you still doing here?"

Wen Chujin turned her head away, and with no expression on her face, she retracted the board and carried it behind her back.

Seeing a young woman with a more graceful body approaching, that pretended to cast a coquettish look at them, and the two guests were so tender that half of their bodies softened, and their eyes wandered away from her more unscrupulously.

Wen Chujin, who had never been stared at like this before, was so disgusted that she almost made a move. When she saw Chun Zhi approaching, she flicked her sleeves and left without looking back.

"Hey, why are you like this!"

These two people have almost never seen such a person, dissatisfied.

"Calm down, sir."

Chun Zhi withdrew her thoughts, stepped forward, and walked over.

Seeing this person's face like a peach blossom, with delicate cheeks and delicate and pleasant eyebrows, they couldn't stand it, so they wrapped their arms around her waist to tease her.

"Hush—" A jade finger pressed against the man's lips, and Chunzhi pushed his chest away without any trace, "Do you think I'm beautiful, guest officer?"

"Beautiful, very beautiful!" The man couldn't stand this look of playing hard to get, he just felt a wave of heat in his lower abdomen, and he couldn't stop it.

"What about him?" Chun Zhi pointed to Wen Chujin who had left, and said softly.

"Not as good as you." The man looked at Wen Chujin's figure. The thin old clothes revealed a slender calf as white as a lotus root, striding forward. Just looking at the figure is stunning, but the beauty In his arms, he is also embarrassed to say, but his heart has already put his cock under him thousands of times.

"I hate it." Chun Zhi felt the reaction of the people below her, and she sneered in her heart, her face was still shy and delicate, "Why don't I persuade him to come with me and enjoy it?"

"I'm a woman, and I can't serve the two of you." As he spoke, he winked at her.

"Okay, okay!" The two of them were thinking about it, and when they saw her say that, they immediately nodded happily.

"The officials go upstairs to rest first, and the two of us will come up later, how about it?"

"Okay, okay, I'll wait for you." The man said, still restless, his big hand twisted on her upturned|buttocks, and wiped the oil.

Chun Zhi's spine felt numb, and she cursed secretly, with a smile on her face, she slowly got up.

After walking a few steps, the smiling face that maintained a good attitude collapsed immediately, and he waved his hand to let the people waiting on the side move.

"Go and deliver this tray of dim sum to him."

"Yes."

...

Wen Chujin returned to the place where the boy was resting, regardless of the sitting posture, threw the tray casually, and collapsed on the chair. A thin layer of cocoons formed.

He didn't have the strength and didn't want to look at his severed hand hanging on his chest, so he just closed his eyes and rested on the chair.

"Jinyu! Jinyu!" Before he had rested much, there was a knock on the door.

He didn't react for a while, and then he woke up and got up. It was him...

When you get here, you always have to have a name, but because he doesn't even dare to say his name casually, so he can't use his original name. on him.

"What's the matter?" He opened the door.

"Here, this is from Yue Niang." The servant outside the door was holding a large array of exquisite and small pastries.

He didn't want to pick it up at first, but he stuffed the lunch box into his arms. Seeing that person immediately turn around and go downstairs, he had no choice but to put it away.

Looking at these pastries, his stomach immediately complained.

Twist a piece of white rabbit shape, bite lightly, and the bean paste inside rushes out. The glutinous glutinous rice cake with bean paste is his favorite taste.

But as he ate, a strange feeling appeared all over his body. Although there was an ice-cold dessert in his mouth, there was an unexplained hotness in his heart, which swam around in his body and finally gathered in his stomach.

"It's so hot—" He tugged at his collar, his snow-white neck was dripping with sweat.

Catalyzed by the effect of the medicine, his cheeks were flushed, his big eyes were filled with water vapor, he couldn't see clearly, his whole person looked...extremely undignified...

"What did I eat?!" After realizing it later, his face was red and white, and he threw the food box on the ground angrily, crushing the pastries with his feet.

But now his whole body is limp, without any strength at all, the sole of his foot became unsteady, and he collapsed on the ground.

The catalysis of love|drugs made him collapse even more. He had never experienced such an experience since he was a child, and in this situation, he really didn't know whether he was more humiliated or angry.

"I'm so thirsty." He felt that his throat was extremely dry, and he was eager to drink water. He stood up and looked around with what little willpower he had left.

It just didn't meet his expectations, except for some coarse clothes in the room, there was only a bench or a bed for resting.

"Go and see if it works." It was a female voice that suddenly came from outside the door. Wen Chujin bit her lower lip fiercely, biting her mouth open, with a touch of blood, and he became more sober.

mean!They just want him to pick up customers! ! !

Absolutely can't sit still!

His sight suddenly stopped at one place, which was a hairpin.

Lying quietly in a corner, covered with a layer of dust.

Feeling bewitched in his heart, he reached out and picked up the hairpin, and wiped it.

The footsteps outside the door were getting closer and closer, his heart seemed to jump into his throat, and he could only feel his violent heartbeat inside the room.

But at this time, his mind became clearer.

As long as he ruins this face...as long as he ruins this face...they have no interest in themselves...

Although there was still a burst of sadness in his heart, intertwined with reluctance and grief, but the decisiveness at this time prompted him to raise the hairpin.

It's okay, it won't die, and it won't be a problem if you ruin this face.

Finally, he made up his mind, didn't give himself any room to think, and forced himself into a dead end. He held up the hairpin as if he was going to die, and poked at himself with silver light!

The author has something to say: The missing persons are back~

Knowing that I have to go to school during the summer vacation is very painful...