Chapter 23: The Resemblance of a Bird and a Woman
He walked back to the bed, only to see the woman on the bed wrapped tightly around her body under the quilt. Just now he looked at the parrot with a frightened face, and now he looked at Chu Qing who was standing by the bed with a frightened face.
Chu Qing breathed in his throat, and his face turned black at that time.
"You suspect I'm sick?!"
"No, no. The woman shrunk back and moved back, denying it, but she had already told Chu Qing in person. The parrot was credible, she really thought he was sick, otherwise why did so many women go home with him, and in the end they all became wounded and sent to the hospital?
Chu Qing's forehead was bruised, and his fingers were clasped and made a "click" sound.
A nameless fire in his heart "whoosh" straight into his mind, he pulled the woman's legs, instantly pulled her back from the head of the bed, and covered the woman's body strongly.
"Whether it's sick or not, I don't know until I try it. I got into bed, I said you can only go!" As he spoke, Chu Qing ripped off the last screen on the woman's body with a "whoosh".
The woman shook her body, her body stiffened like a piece of wood, and she was frightened by the parrot and Chu Qing just now.
Chu Qing inhaled and closed his eyes, and there was no way for the breath of depression in his chest to come out of his body.
Looking at the woman under him who had changed from a water snake to a piece of wood, his interest was instantly gone. Looking at the woman's expression, it was as if he was a rapist who did all kinds of evil, forcing him to become a prostitute.
"Roll ......"
He turned over from the woman's body in disgust, took the check from the bedside and wrote down a string of numbers, threw it to the woman, and didn't bother to look at her again. Because every time he looked at her, he couldn't help but think of a dead bird that had ruined his interest.
The dead bird even made him inexplicably associate with the face of a woman who was always cold.
"Damn!" a face that was always calm, and there was a rare hint of irritability when he thought of a certain parrot and a certain woman. He took the cigarette from the head of the bed and lit a cigarette with a "snap". Take a puff and exhale a big puff of smoke.
Glancing coldly at the night outside the window, if he could do it all over again, he might cramp and skin that bird!
A certain parrot heard Chu Qing's heart and gave him a chance to cramp and peel his skin.
"Whew......"
Chu Qing only heard the sound of objects flying rapidly in his ears, and when he raised his head, he narrowed his eyes slightly.
A black shadow, once again, flew towards his windowsill with a menacing vigour. Then, like a stray bullet, it was quickly dropped into his room.
"Smack...."
The green-haired parrot fell to the ground along with the glass shards it had broken.
Chu Qing raised his head and quietly glanced at the thick glass on his windowsill. This damn bird actually knocked out a big hole in his window, and it fell through the hole just like that.
The only thing that comforted him was that the bird's wings seemed to be injured because of its decisive impact, and this would, like a spring, jump pitifully in front of Chu Qing.
For no reason, Chu Qing actually regarded this bird as a woman who couldn't take it down, and suddenly came to play with it.
Now, he can fulfill his vow and pull the dead bird out of his bones.
However, just as he grabbed the parrot and was about to do it, something unexpected happened.
With a "snap", a piece suddenly fell out of the parrot's body, battery?!
There was another "pop", and another battery fell out of the parrot's belly!
Chu Qing's face instantly became as black as the bottom of the pot in the kitchen.
In an instant, after a few more "pops", six batteries successfully fell from his feet!
Remotely controlled!!
At that moment, Chu Qing's face, which was already black, slowly changed color, and finally turned blue-purple, and a puff of green smoke slowly emerged from his head.
Now he knew why he always remembered a woman's face when he saw the parrot. Because this parrot was covered in the shadow of that woman everywhere. Even the tone of his voice is damn like.
Well, that's not like, that's it! There is only one woman in this world who dares to call him perverted and sick!
The next second, he ran to the windowsill, and sure enough, he heard the smug laughter of a child and a woman.
Looking through the bright lights downstairs, Xiao Caifu and Chu Liangchen were sitting cross-legged on the benches under the lights. Chu Liangchen blinked his eyes and looked at the little Fufu beside him with admiration. Xiao Caifu leaned back on the bench leisurely and munched on the apple in his hand.
There was wind on this night, and the wind direction from Xiao Caifu and Chu Liangchen to the villa building was, positive!
"Little Fufu, you say, what if our parrot dies?" Chu Liangchen pretended to be pitiful and winked at Xiao Caifu, thinking in his heart that he wanted to stop Daddy from continuing to bring his aunt back to beat, but the journey was still very long.
"Then ...... Click...... Stripped him naked and tied up on the bed and threw it to a group of women!" Xiao Caifu said vaguely, nibbling on an apple. And it's a group of extremely ugly women, let them squeeze him dry, and she doesn't believe that he can still be a stallion?
"However, what if Daddy still beats the aunts?" Chu Liangchen blinked his eyes and tilted his head, innocently asking. If that's the case, wouldn't those aunties be pitiful?
"Ahem, ahem........." Xiao Caifu almost choked, she took another bite of the apple in hatred, and continued, "Then tie him up..... Bundle up...... Tie it up and tie it to the bed, then ...... Throw it in the garbage. He loved trashy back then, and she remembered this better than anyone else. It made him so disgusting that he didn't dare to take off his clothes when he went to bed in the future.
"That'..... Can I knock him unconscious first and whip him for a while?" The violent factor in Chu Liangchen's body burst out, and he suddenly wanted to beat his own Lao Tzu for those women who had been beaten by his father.
"Whoosh......" A gust of wind struck, and the two of them shivered inexplicably.
The bedroom on the second floor was facing a window sill on a bench, and the next second there was a thunderous roar of a man.
"Chu, Liang, Chen, you give Lao Tzu to go - out - home!"