Chapter 232 This Hate Lingers 2

An open gold-painted folding fan stood in front of her, and a cold voice floated down above her head.

"Girl, please respect yourself!"

She put a folding fan on the side of her face, and a smell like sandalwood and musk on the folding fan swirled into her lungs, and her breath was full of this good smell.

This is...... His breath!

The smell of a man, I see, does it smell good!

Still, it was only his breath that made her dizzy.

"What do I respect for yourself? I like sir, since the first time I saw you, I have been deeply infatuated with you, please be my lover! nothing can compare to my love for you, if you need a master, I can also be your master, I can give you glory and wealth, I can build a country for you, I can give you the opportunity to live forever......"

She looked fascinated, waved away his fan, grabbed the corner of Chu Taosheng's clothes with both hands, pushed him against the hibiscus tree, leaned over herself, and touched Chu Taosheng's collarbone with her fingers.

The delicate touch, as she had guessed, continued to reach for her hands, wanting to touch more places.

Chu Taosheng lowered his head and looked at the girl who was gradually approaching with an expressionless face.

"What was the last thing the seamount held in his arms?"

"It's my wedding dress...... Uh-huh, you, how are you ......?"

She replied subconsciously, and then suddenly came back to her senses, gasped and looked up hurriedly, looking at Chu Taosheng in horror, and looking at each other closely, there was no shyness and intoxicated expression in his eyes at all, only cold and indifferent, and some disdain.

Contempt?!

It's her dazzling, Mr. Chu, who has always been gentle and elegant in everything and everything, how could he have such an expression of looking down on people!

But without waiting for her to say anything further, Chu Taosheng folded the fan and knocked it down, hitting her wrist where she grabbed his hand, and without much force, her wrist was instantly red and swollen, and she could no longer grasp the corner of her clothes.

Chu Taosheng pulled out the corner of his clothes, wanted to take a step back from the side, and separated himself from her, his eyes were cold, and he looked her up and down.

"Sure enough, it's you, Miss Zhang, Brother Zhang Zhao, this skin...... It doesn't match your original figure, some are slender, and some are tall......"

What do you mean, to say that she herself is fatter than Ren Xiaoyue and shorter than Ren Xiaoyue, she is really angry!

Zhang Zhaodi's face was purple, neither admitting nor denying it, and looked at him angrily.

"How did you guess?"

Chu Taosheng pursed his lips, he didn't want to answer, but he remembered that the other party was the eldest sister of Peach and Cangli, so he made a simple explanation to avoid embarrassment.

"When my demon clan looks at each other, they don't pay attention to their appearance, but their breath and feelings. When we first met, I felt that your whole state was wrong, and when I saw those dozen or so human skins, I began to doubt your identity. ”

The demon race is born with the ability to change, and its appearance or something changes all the time with age, and because of this, the demon race is a race that is born to live with high feelings.

"You called me Mr. just now, I am not talented, only in Zhangjia Village, under Qinghu Mountain, I have been teaching for half a year.

You once blurted out what your name is Zhang Zhao, you were so close to me just now, and I want to determine if your breath is the person I guessed.

I know that you watched me and her in the woods that night, and did something yourself. Coupled with the methods you used to oppress me just now, they are all blunt copies of her behavior.

If you connect back and forth like this, you will probably know who you are. The eldest girl of the Zhang family, Zhang Zhaodi. ”

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