3. Survival
The green warbler was shocked on the spot, how did this plague god come in? No matter what, she had nothing to say to him, "If there is something outside Zhu Yuan, go and talk to his wife, this is the slave's house, please go out." ”
That Zhu Yuanwai only thought that she wanted to refuse and welcome, paced to her with a fat belly and walked to her a few steps, sat close to her at the head of the bed, licked his face and said attentively: "You are not angry, my lord fell in love with you at first sight, and I wanted to marry you, but I don't know why your wife regretted it again, and broke up the good marriage between the two of us." In the past few months, I have been thinking about you for a long time, and I can't sleep at night. No, the master is here again, haha, beauty, are you happy to see the master? ”
He already knew the age of the destiny of heaven, his hair was full of oily flowers and pockmarks, and he was full of flesh and said disgusting things. The green warbler was vomiting in her belly, so she could only endure it, stood up and walked two steps away, and asked him with a wooden face: "Zhu Yuan is here outside"
"Hahaha, I gave your wife a lot of silver, and your wife has already agreed to the marriage between you and me. Next month, you will go back to Liaozhou with your grandfather, and your grandfather will definitely handle the marriage beautifully. He rubbed his hands together and stared at her with a flattering expression.
If you marry him, do you have to die like the wives before him? No, she won't marry if she dies! Holding his sulk in his heart, he lifted his eyelids and asked him, "Where is the wife?" ”
"Hey, hey, hey." Zhu Yuanwai couldn't stop sneering, and his face was obscene and trivial, "This Mrs. Liu is a discerning person, and she led the tenants in the east chamber to visit the market." ”
What? The green warbler was suffocated, and the wife took the Yu family away, leaving her and this Zhu Yuan, a lonely man and a widow, what is this for?
She glanced at the person in front of her, her face full of filth, and her eyes were floating. Don't mention whether to marry or not in the future, just now, how should I deal with it? To say that this pig demon just wants to take a look at her and say a few words, and will never bully her, the ghost doesn't believe it!
Sure enough, as she expected, she heard that Zhu Yuanwai said: "The day of marriage is early, and the master thinks that it is better to choose a day than to hit the day, why don't we round the house first." ”
He smiled, stretched out his arm and dragged her back, touched her hand, and obscenely back and forth. The green warbler trembled, the hairs on her body stood up, her scalp was numb, and she finally pulled her hand out after enduring it for a long time.
Zhu Yuanwai was stunned for a moment, she thought of the difference in strength between men and women, and she didn't dare to force him, so she hurriedly laughed and explained: "The slave can sing a few country slang songs, Zhu Yuanwai hasn't heard it yet, the slave and maid sing one, and Zhu Yuanwai will come to evaluate the taste." Without waiting for him, he sat down on the farthest round stool behind the dining table and began to sing.
A gentle and tactful song "Charming Chatter", Shengsheng was sung by her eagerly like rain hitting plantains. Just like her state of mind at this time, how can a word in a hurry be included!
What to do? What to do?
Once sang, the song ended, but the people did not disperse. Looking at the horizontal meat that was paralyzed there, the green warbler had nothing to do, hugged the edge of the table like a life-saving straw, and said dryly: "The slave will sing another song for Zhu Yuanwai"
"Eh, the beauty's voice is hoarse, how can you be willing to let the beauty suffer." Zhu Yuanwai looked distressed and walked over quickly. squinted his cloudy and yellow eyes, hugged her when she was stunned, and kissed her face indiscriminately in a dizzy manner, and the black oil and turbidity hidden in the folds of her face rubbed against her.
Lu Ying didn't expect him to be so shameless, the pig's arched mouth was cloudy, and his palm-length beard was faintly sour, and he didn't know what year's overnight rice particles were hidden in it. She couldn't help but feel disgusted and pushed hard. Zhu Yuanwai didn't pay attention, but she easily struggled away.
The green warbler hurriedly ran to the other end and confronted him across the table.
Zhu Yuanwai opened his soybean eyes, looked at her posture, and thought he was playing with him. Hey, he was happy: "Okay! Interesting, the beauty is really good at playing, is this to let the master catch you? Is there a way to say if you catch it? After a pause, he smiled lewdly, "Hehe, if the master catches you, I will listen to the master today, and you will do what the master tells you, okay?" Without waiting for her to answer, he threw himself at her.
She dodged as soon as she was on her waist, and the two of them chased after me, and they were separated by a round table for a long time.
The green warbler sweated and wet her clothes, and she was so tired that she was wheezing. Her eyes were already a little blurry, and she raised her sleeve to test the hot sweat that flowed into her eyes. When she was clear, she suddenly saw Zhu Yuanwai walking towards her.
She was startled and hurriedly ran to the other end, intending to turn the table to hide. Preventing this from being Zhu Yuanwai's trick, he suddenly pounced on the other end of the table and hugged her in his arms.
"Hahaha, I can be regarded as catching your piece of fragrant meat, I am tired and half dead, but I want to gnaw you well." As he spoke, he hugged her and walked to the bed. The green warbler turned pale with horror, couldn't struggle, and shouted indiscriminately: "Let go of the slave, let go of the slave"
Zhu Yuanwai only thought that she wanted to refuse and welcome, hehe smiled, and shook his head, "Beauty really loves to play, but the master is tired, and he has to save his strength to apply it to you, hahaha." ”
The green warbler was pressed to the bed, with little strength left, and after a few pushes back and forth, his hand was easily restrained by him. She didn't even have the strength to move her fingers, and she was desperate. That's it, that's it, sooner or later, there will be this day, it's all fate! If you want to avoid this unbearable situation, you can only die.
Dead end, will she choose?
Scattered into mud and dust, only fragrant as before. She always felt that all women in the world were noble and pure, no matter what kind of shock, sorrow, sadness, and suffering they had suffered, or they were displaced and had no branches to rely on. The skin is degraded and suppressed, and the spirit and soul must also be elegant. die
How easy, and how cowardly.
Dead end, she won't choose!
The green warbler collapsed on the bed, opened her eyes wide, and shouted in her heart: Come on, the grass is shaking, the wind is sluggish, the rain is cold, and the thunderbolt is shivering. Endure it and pass, after today's wind and rain, tomorrow will be a sunny day!
She was riding her horse and whipping, blowing the horn of battle for herself, but suddenly she froze. I saw Zhu Yuanwai untie the sweat towel around his waist, and use the sweat towel to raise her hands above her head and tie them to the head of the bed.
What is this? Why tie her up? The green warbler looked at his pair of mouse eyes shining with an inexplicable evil light, and suddenly remembered the rumor, this is clearly a beast in human skin!
Her bulging morale suddenly deflated again, her whole body was cold, her teeth creaked, and tears slowly flowed down her sideburns, bringing out two wet marks, shining brightly. Who can save her, Heavenly Bodhisattva, all kinds of immortals, save her, she doesn't want to be tortured to death by this beast!
Immortals are in charge of the heavenly realm, how can they take care of all mundane things in the world. That Zhu Yuanwai had already taken off his clothes. No, you can't sit still! The green warbler told her that she was going to live! She must live! Closing her eyes, as if it had taken her life's strength, she pulled her neck and shouted, "Help, who will save the slave and maid—"
Zhu Yuanwai was stunned, blinked and thought for a moment, still confused, and asked curiously: "What kind of play is this beauty?" ”