A chuckle came out again, and there was a sneer from the door, and then Ziwei heard the meaning of the laughter, obviously with ridicule and shame, which aroused her anger, it turned out that you were the wicked who was making trouble. (Just go to the Pen Fun Pavilion)

Hum!

Don't think I'm a bully. I'm not a bully either, and if you annoy me, I'm not polite.

Ziwei shouted angrily: "It turned out that you were a wicked person who was making trouble, and you sneaked into the county lord's mansion in the middle of the night, do you know what crime you have committed?" I read that you are a first-time offender, I have a lot of adults, let you go as fast as one yard and get out. Otherwise, if I shout, the guards in the mansion are coming, you won't be able to escape, and if you are arrested and taken to the Zongren Mansion, you will not be killed, and you will be skinned. ”

Ziwei's lion roared violently, but the other party was still silent, and there was no shameful laughter, as if he was very clear about Ziwei's tricks to scare people. Too lazy to bother with crape myrtle.

Ziwei's eyes widened, trying to see who this person was, and after making a fuss for a long time, she didn't even make it clear who the other party was, she was too passive.

The dormitory was pitch black, the fingers could not be seen, the blurred outline was like a devil, and the darkness seemed to swallow everything.

He was in the dark night, blending in with the night, he didn't know whether he was leaning against the door or clinging to the door, Ziwei just felt a pair of nightingale-like eyes staring firmly at her.

The moonlight was like water, sprinkled outside the door, and shot in through the crack in the door, pulling a long strand of black hair and throwing it to the ground.

The moonlight became the only light in the dormitory, and the night became Ziwei's fate. Doomed.

Suddenly, a dim light streaked across the dormitory, and a dark shadow flew under the moon, moving from the door to behind the screen, moving closer to the crape myrtle, but more hidden. The slight sound of moving footsteps not only did not bring life to the dormitory and let Ziwei see each other clearly, but it looked even more strange and mysterious when hidden behind the screen.

Just now, a strand of black hair, the shadow that was stretched by the moonlight and cast on the ground for a long time, disappeared suddenly.

In the dark of night, it feels eerie and eerie.

"Bastard!" Ziwei scolded, feeling hoarse, and her heart was angry, she seemed to see a pair of teasing eagle eyes, glowing with a bright black light, as if she wanted to swallow everything, hoping to see Ziwei's embarrassed appearance. Hiding under the covers and shivering, looking for the life of the night elves. He's happy.

"Who are you, three watches in the middle of the night, running to scare people for no reason. What is the intention? ”

"You must know that people are scary and will scare people to death, you perverted devil, you are determined to make trouble."

Ziwei asked a few questions in a row, her voice became even hoarse, and she wrapped the quilt tighter, for fear that there would be a gap and the evil ghost would get in and scare her to death in the quilt.

And the other party remained silent, leaning behind the screen and no longer showing up.

Ziwei nested in the quilt, and seeing that the other party had no further movements, she poked out her head and spit out the stuffy breath in her heart deeply, and her wildly beating heart gradually returned to its original position.

Ziwei understood the other party's intention to refuse to show up, it turned out that he wanted to tell Ziwei: He is a humble gentleman, don't look at incivility, don't look at incivility.

He's giving Ziwei a chance to get dressed quickly. Don't miss the good time, delay the good time, Ziwei is really angry. I've never seen such a pervert, and I want to be a bitch and set up an archway.

A man ran to a woman's boudoir in the middle of the night and told the other party that he was a humble gentleman, is this reasonable?

Ziwei scolded and scolded, and the pillow was smashed over, but she still didn't force the other party out, showing the true face of Lushan. The other party was still indifferent, hiding behind the screen and not saying a word, where did Ren Ziwei guess and scold, and made the dormitory a mess.

Ziwei scolded hatefully, and even despised the other party, wanting to provoke him to anger, as long as he spoke openly, Ziwei could find his flaws: "Which saint taught you to be a disciple," Don't look at incivility, don't listen to incivility, don't speak incivility, and don't move incivility. You have a good grasp of the words of the saints. ”

"Isn't it rare that the saint didn't tell you that you should do unto others as you would have them do unto you?"

"What kind of saint are you, bullshit saint, you taught to be a bastard and a hooligan. Your saint has a teacher and a brother, so it can be seen that your master is not a good thing? ”

Ziwei ruthlessly used the most unbearable scolding words, if ordinary people heard others scolding his master, they would definitely lose their normalcy and jump up and fight with each other.

The master is the sky, and the master is the biggest as the father, and scolding the master for digging his grave will make the other party have unforgettable hatred.

But this wicked person who is worse than the evil ghost, in the face of Ziwei's scolding, leaned on it for a long time, leaning on the screen coldly with his hands clenched into fists, as if Ziwei was not scolding his master, maybe the master was not important to him, and he wished she would scold a few more words, so he felt refreshed.

His attitude told Ziwei that the radical method was ineffective for him, and there was no need to use these ineffective methods to put it on him, romantic time.

Tonight he consumed it with crape myrtle. Don't stop until you reach your goal.

Ziwei stayed for a long time, sticking out her tongue and licking her interfering lips. I found that there was really nothing to be done, this guy didn't eat soft and hard, and he didn't play cards according to the rules at all.

Ziwei's temper came up, she didn't believe that the other party had no flaws, as long as she found his flaws, she would have a way to break through the opponent's defense line and defeat him.

Scolding his master to provoke him This trick is ineffective, so change another trick and induce him step by step: "The sage said that a gentleman is righteous. The villain is in profit. ”

Ziwei paused deliberately, the screen was pitch black, there was no movement, and she was secretly happy in her heart, knowing that she had aroused the other party's appetite, which made the other party curious, and wanted to know what hole cards she was going to show to let him profit from it.

Then, weigh the pros and cons and make a choice.

As long as it's profiteering, it's easy to do,

Seeking power?

Money?

"You ran here in the middle of the night at the risk of being scolded by the world, why? Whether it's for power or for money, as long as you say it, if it's reasonable, within the scope of my permission, I will satisfy you, you name it. ”

Look at what chips the other party offers, Ziwei is so busy waiting for the price to sell, ordinary people can't get rid of the temptation of these two things, as long as he dares to speak, then he will die, she will definitely eat the other party to death, find his Achilles' heel, hit the other party with one hit, so that he can't turn over.

Ziwei proudly threw out a bait, taking advantage of the other party's thinking about the gains and losses, she lost her vigilance, so that she would take the lead and strike later.

Ziwei secretly weighed the pros and cons, and was secretly happy, she found that the turning point was coming, and the top priority now was to change her clothes as soon as possible, and escape while the other party was unprepared.

She quietly turned over and lifted the quilt and sat up, relying on her memory, groping on the bed for the clothes she had taken off before going to bed, and the feeling of slippery was where she started, and the conditioned reflex immediately caught it in her palm, which happened to be the best clothes made of the brocade fabric she wore during the day,

Still is....?

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