Walking out of the bathroom, the lights were on in the bedroom, but there was no one.

When he was led in by the housekeeper just now, he didn't look at the bedroom carefully, and Bingru looked around and found that the bedroom door was closed. The decoration in the bedroom is completely different from the outside, and it can even be said that it is a world of difference, if the decoration on the outside can be described as splendid, then the inside of the bedroom can only be described as dark and oppressive.

The whole room is large, with only a large bed, bedside table and wardrobe, all of which are pitch black, and even the color of the lights is oppressive.

The only ornament is a European-style oil painting hanging on the wall opposite the bed, which depicts a forest in late autumn, the trees are growing towering, the golden leaves are scattered all over the ground, the afterglow of the setting sun and the golden dead leaves in the woods are intertwined, and there is only the back of a couple of lovers in couple clothes in the woods, from the painting, the boy is tall and burly, and the short black hair looks neat; The girl's little bird is like a person, and her flowing golden curls are beautiful and moving. They were walking through the woods hand in hand, and the girl was having a fallen leaf on her head, and the boy was helping her take it off with one hand...... An intoxicating scene and beautiful love, looking at the ice is like intoxicating,

Like the couples in the painting, although they can only see their backs, their strong love seems to be able to overflow outside the painting, infecting Bingru standing in front of the painting at this moment.

"It's really beautiful." Bingru sighed casually and carefully.

At that moment, the bedroom door suddenly opened.

It wasn't the demon who appeared at the door, who else could it be.

In a trance, Mo Gu asked out loud, "Washed, what are you doing standing there?" As he spoke, he walked to the bed, lifted the quilt, and lay down.

Bingru's face flushed from his gaze, and she didn't know how to answer his words for a while.

Without waiting for her to answer, Mo Gu said again: "Don't you even have the most basic common sense when you come out to sell, so what should I buy you for, as an ornament?" The words were as cold as ice as before, without a trace of warmth.

"Yes, what is it that I used such dishonorable means to obtain money, and I didn't come to sell it?" The more Bingru thought about it, the colder her heart became, and the chill in her heart eroded her bones. "Since this is my own choice, and the only way out for my father, what does it matter if I am humiliated? As long as I can save my father......"

As if she had made up her mind, Bingru walked to the other side of the bed step by step, lifted the quilt, and sat down.

"And then?" Mo Gu looked at Bing Ru beside him and said as if jokingly. But there was still not a trace of emotional fluctuations on his face.

Bingru bit her lower lip and began to untie the pajama straps that were tightly tied around her waist like a puppet.

The clothes began to slide off his shoulders, and his cream-like skin appeared in front of Mo Gu's eyes.

Snow white, tender red, delicate.

Mo Gu, who was sitting next to him, was still the three words of playfulness: "And then?" ”

Bingru was trembling almost all over, mixed with fear and humility.

comforted himself in his heart: "It's like being arched by a pig again!" Just once! ”

Then, she tried to get close to her as if she was watching a show.

Gradually, Mo Gu's face in front of him coincided with the pig's head.

Bingru's feeling of fear was reduced a little.

However, from the eyes of the devil, there is still a trace of humility and shame......