Chapter 306: Cool Queen Saint Like a Buddha
"Uh...... That's ......" Chu Liumeng's face was a little exciting, he didn't expect that there would be such a strange sequelae, this can no longer be regarded as a psychological shadow!
I'm a little sorry for Elle when I think so. Although it feels very pitiful, Chu Liumeng really wants to laugh at the moment, just like the kind of knowing smile that boys will let out after hearing h-colored jokes.
"Since when?" Chu Liumeng held back a lewd smile and asked.
"That's it...... It's the first two years......" Elle lowered her head like a child who had done something wrong.
"The first two years?" Chu Liumeng frowned.
"That's it, I'm about fifteen years old......"
"Fifteen?"
Ellie's head hung lower and lower, and her voice was like a mosquito's humming: "Okay, rounding up, thirteen and fifteen are about the same......"
Chu Liumeng was still a little unconvinced: "Is it really thirteen years old?" β
"Really...... Thirteen years old. β
The corners of Chu Liumeng's eyes twitched slightly: "Why is it a virtual year, isn't it only China that talks about a virtual year?" β
Elle is justified now: "My heart is Chinese!" β
Chu Liumeng was a little speechless: "Uh...... It's a bit early, though. β
"I know it's weird, but it's really disgusting, you can understand me, you grow up in that kind of environment, you instinctively resent that kind of thing......" Elle blushed and defended herself, though she didn't have much confidence.
But it's really strange, she was still venting her emotions like crazy before, but at this moment, the dark and irritable mood has unconsciously disappeared, replaced by a kind of ease of meeting the old person.
Because the other party has seen his weakest and most humble side, but it also makes people feel at ease and open their hearts.
"I ...... I can't understand why you ...... if you feel disgusting."
"I, I can't control my hand......" Ellie looked at her hand hatefully, as if she was looking at her father's killer and enemy, and she wanted to chop it with a knife.
That's why you like to generate self-energy, sage and then play self-harm? Lewd like a demon before cool, holy like a Buddha after cool? Are you a little boy who just learned to jerk off?
Chu Liumeng's mood was mixed, and he even wanted to laugh a little.
"This, don't think too much, people always have their own physiological needs, if you really think so, in fact, you may be able to find a boyfriend, by the way, do you know that China has a tradition of saving lives and making promises......"
Ellie's face was painful, and she didn't listen to it at all: "But I feel disgusting, I really can't accept that kind of thing!" β
"Then why are you still ...... yourself?"
"I'm in control of my hand too!"
Chu Liumeng felt that the topic was back to square one, and scratched his head: "Hmm...... This kind of thing doesn't need to be deliberately suppressed, there is no need to have a psychological burden, didn't "Little Dai Li" say, eating men and women, people's great desires. "Mencius" also said that the color eating sex is also. In other words, do you know that China has a ...... with its own body?"
"Men and women eat and drink, and the great desires of people exist. Death and poverty, the great evil of man remains. Therefore, the desires and the evil are also at the end of the heart. People hide their hearts, they are unpredictable, beauty and evil are in their hearts, and they are not visible. If you want to be poor, why should you give gifts? Ellie glanced at Chu Liumeng resentfully, feeling that her knowledge was despised by her, "This sentence is not to tell people to be sexually indulgent and sexually free, but to use etiquette to restrain their desires and nature, only shameless villains will take it out of context to justify their indulgence...... Don't underestimate me, keep dreams, I have also read "The Book of Rites". Also, the color appetite is not Mencius's opinion, but what Gaozi said. β
It really deserves to be the heart of China...... Chu Liumeng's heart said in his heart, it seems that he is not as easy to fool as Chu Linshuang.
"There is a poem in the Book of Songs, isn't it? It can be seen that the desire of men and women is also relatively normal. β
"There is a dead deer in the wild, and it is evil and rude. The world was in turmoil, rape and rape, and it became a lewd style. was transformed by King Wen, although it was a troubled time, it was still rude...... This is obviously worthy of criticism. β
That is the far-fetched words of later generations, the "Book of Songs" was compiled by Confucius, Confucius Yun, three hundred poems, in a word, the thought is innocent. "Wild Dead Moose" is one of the three hundred poems, and it is naturally innocent. It can be seen that Confucius at least held a neutral attitude towards the wild and dead moose, and was by no means critical. Believe me. β
Chu Liumeng moved Confucius out, and also pressed his reputation as a white lotus fairy.
"......" Elle tilted her head and thought for a while, then covered her face helplessly, "But I really can't accept it, physiologically, I vomit it when I think of it, I really vomit." β
"Then you usually ...... Spit while doing it? Chu Liumeng's expression was strange, imagining the other party's sweaty self-power, which made people's blood swell, and it was so hard that he couldn't wait to rush up and lift his skirt and pull away the fat ci. However, the other party lowered his head and vomited, and the picture was too surreal.
Elle lowered her head, ashamed to see people, eager to find a crack in the ground to get into, and whispered: "Spit up ...... when you're done"
Oh...... Fortunately, it's okay, it's refreshing to vomit again, Chu Liumeng feels that he can still accept this.
"But even so, why would you hurt yourself for this little thing?" Chu Liu dreamed for a moment and asked, "Is the reason why you hurt yourself just because of this?" β
"It's a trifle?" Ellie was stunned for a moment, and then became a little angry. But the anger was just ignited, but it was quenched.
Chu Liumeng smiled and shook his head: "Natalia, the reason why you hurt yourself is too boring." Of course, if you can say this to my face, I will apologize to you. β
Ellie fell silent, she was angry because she felt that she was being looked down upon, and when her misfortune was dismissed by others, anyone would feel angry, even humiliated.
But when she calmed down, she found herself at a loss for words.
Is it difficult to say directly, "Because I am strong and like to generate electricity alone, but every time I feel disgusted afterwards, but I can't control it, so I am ashamed and self-harmed?" β
Not to mention how ashamed it is to say this, even if you can say it, it is not so reasonable. For this reason, it seems really naΓ―ve......
Chu Liu dreamed that Ellie's face turned red, and he was speechless, just smiled.
Most of the many pains in life are not inflicted by others, but by oneself.
There is an idiom called painting the ground into a prison, that is, you draw a cage called "pain" for yourself, and then take the initiative to get into it, and you can't get out.
When someone inadvertently punctures this matter, they will realize for themselves that the pain they are obsessed with is due to such a trivial and even embarrassing reason.
All the pain that cannot be expressed in the bare bones, about the same.
(This was yesterday, and the update may be late, but it will never be absent.) οΌ