Before the complaint was over, I saw the big guy slowly pick up the ashtray on the coffee table, easily pinch it into a hand of ashes, and sprinkle it into the trash can.

“…… Is it okay to have oranges without apples? ”

"Yes."

The big guy raised his hand like an uncle and let him go.

Yan Zhixia subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, and then put the orange on her brain and shoulder, but she didn't put it on hold several times, and it fell to the ground with a bang.

"I can't put it on hold! How can this kind of thing rest on your head and not fall off your shoulders! ”

And, just when she was crying angrily, she was so angry that she became more and more black.

The big guy stood up slowly, picked up the three oranges, rested on his head, shoulders, walked lightly, and danced gracefully and beautifully.

Then in the next second, in Yan Zhixia's stunned and frightened eyes, he picked up an orange, which seemed to have little strength, but easily smashed a hole in the wall, and presented it in front of the soul lamp, the most important thing is-

The orange is still intact!

"Boom-"

The soul lamp swallowed his saliva, his face stiffened for a while, and he didn't dare to say anything.

The big guy walked over, picked up the orange, put it in her hand, and said leisurely:

"Think about your revenge, if you can't even do this, your so-called revenge is like that, I don't care about you-"!

As soon as these words came out.

The soul lamp is a whole person.

In this world, she can forgive anyone, and no one can care, but Situ Ye and Yan Donglan can't!

As soon as he thought of Situ Ye and Yan Donglan, Yan Zhixia's eyes erupted into a strong flame, burning into a sky-wide fire!

She took a deep breath.

He put the orange in his hand on the table, turned around and took out three books from the study, replacing the orange first.

The area of the book is larger than that of an orange, and it is not so easy to fall down, but it is still quite difficult for Yan Zhixia, who has never practiced physical fitness at all, but this time, she gritted her teeth, even if she can't do it again, no matter how aggrieved she is, no matter how irritable she is, she just cries while continuing to practice.

This state has lasted for half a month, no day and night, no rest, and the soles of her feet are blistered and bruised, but she seems to be really screwed on, and she is bound to walk freely with three oranges like the big guy.

When she was three months later, she could really walk gracefully and confidently with an orange, and she sat on the ground and cried like a child.

And the big guy stretched out his hand and scratched his ears, turned his hand and handed her a cup of black tea soup, and comforted:

"Come, you're doing well, go well-"

The soul lamp that cried so much that he couldn't help himself, completely forgot how terrifying the tea made by the big guy was, and drank it all directly, and as a result-

"Gross-"

Whooshed into the bathroom and vomited.

…… The big guy looked at the soul lamp in the bathroom that was spitting out his face, and then blinked at the steaming tea in his hand, and tilted his head.

"Not really, right?"

"Don't—that's it!"

Yan Zhixia, who vomited to the pain in her heart, liver and lungs, looked at her without tears.

"No, the big guy ——, the same water, the same tea leaves, and the same boiled and soaked in it, why do you have this virtue? How mournful your hand is! Mutated like this? ”

"Hmm-"

The big guy snorted and drank his own tea, smashing it and smashing it.

"It's you're too crispy, it's none of my business."

…… I-

Yes!

You're the big guy!

It's up to you!

The soul lamp that grinded his teeth, closed the door of the bathroom, gave himself a white and tender bath, and then appeared in front of the big guy with a fragrant body, carrying several clothes in his hand, and the thief asked the big guy happily.

"Which one should I wear better?"

"Hmm-"

Looking at the pile of red and willow green skirts in the soul lamp's hand, the big guy shook his head.

"Ugly."

…… Yan Zhixia was choked, and ran back to the house to take out a bunch of skirts and give them to her one by one.

"And what about these?"

"Ugly."

…… The corners of the soul lamp's mouth twitched.

"Not a big guy, do you have a good look? These are pretty good—"

"Old and pretty, are you a sixty-year-old mother, or an eighty-year-old grandmother, either a black and red peony skirt or a yellow and green leaf shirt? When you are an old dead tree, or a traffic light? ”

Is the mouth so poisonous?

Yan Zhixia threw a pile of clothes on the sofa in frustration, scratched his head, and sighed.

"And what should I wear—"

Saying this, she lowered her eyes, full of unwillingness and unhappiness.

"I heard the news that Yan Donglan is going to participate in the fashion design award, no matter what, I can't miss the opportunity to make her make a big fool, so, the big guy helps~"

Truth be told, she was only asking tentatively.

After all, she is still very afraid of the big guy.

Not only this person's pretty powerful skills, but also her poisonous mouth.

One sentence can shoot her to death, she cowards, what a cowardice!

And the big guy looked at her eagerness to try to do things, groaned, picked and picked from those red and willow green skirts, and then-

Tear pull –

In the painful expression of the soul lamp, he tore those skirts into scraps, and then in the soul lamp explosion, he pulled off the bathrobe on her body, wrapped some strips of cloth around her, and magically took out the needle and thread, and began to sew and mend it.

…… Although everyone is a woman.

But, big man, you still bother me a lot!

may have been abused by the big guy recently, Yan Zhixia just blew up her hair for a second and calmed down, and the big guy turned her around like a doll, masturbating around, and then actually smoked a fake flower very vulgarly, wrapped it around her own hand, and then straightened her head.

…… What the hell is this?

Who the hell is vulgar, hey!

forcibly held back the complaint, insisted that the big guy finish tossing her soul lamp, and turned to look at the floor mirror not far away.

I was stunned when I saw it.

The eyebrows and eyes are stubborn, but clean, the face is not powdered, but it is healthy and ruddy, the perfect swan neck, straight and powerful, but the slender white limbs, and the small waist that can be held with one hand.

The bandeau with sea blue waves connects the white and gray corset below, and then connects to the knee, but the skirt is half-slit and slightly puffed, and the skirt is dangling with slightly broken thin wings, and the light blue roses dotted on it.

makes her look a little depressed and a little gloomy, but it perfectly sets off her whole temperament as a vampire queen-like existence.

Especially her already red lips that do not fade, they are even more delicate and bewitching.

In addition to the long hair, it was fluffy, casually tied behind the head, and pinned with a blue rose that looked like it was dyed the color of the starry sky, which made the skin even more white and clear.

The whole body echoes from afar, perfect to the extreme, giving people a pure natural, but high-end to unparalleled beauty.

If nothing else, she will definitely be the center of attention!

This made Yan Zhixia subconsciously reach out and twist herself, and when the pain penetrated into her senses, she was not happy at first, but wanted to cry.

Ahh

It turns out -

She can also be so beautiful and high-end-

It's not like those people say, she can't be on the stage, it's ugly and boring, and it's the kind of woman that a man won't like her-