I Became an Anonymous Boss

Although it has come very close, but as a scumbag's self-cultivation, it can't be too scumbag.

He wanted to break, but couldn't.

Lan Xiangxue dared to threaten her with death, if she could do it, so could others.

It would be great for them to give up if they understand that they can't get it, but what they want is to destroy it if they can't get it, or destroy themselves, or destroy others.

Maybe it's too proud and doesn't think that I will lose to others; maybe it's too unwilling, once I lose, I think I have nothing.

In such a background of the times, the more outstanding and unique people are, the more or less deformed and distorted values.

But even among so many people, Nan Xinmo was unique.

Nan Xinmo is different from Lan Xiangxue, Yan Qixia, and Fengli. Everyone else owes Bai Taki at least one life, but Princess Nishang does not owe Bai Taki a life.

She didn't want to repay a kindness, nor did she want to repay anything, let alone feel guilty.

The reason why she looked at Shirataki was just because she liked it.

Nan Xinmo never hides himself.

She is rarely interested in certain people or things, and the path of this life is not chosen by herself.

Her parents and brothers all died early on the battlefield, so she had to bear the responsibility of reorganizing the Rakshasa Army herself. She acted vigorously and did not know the rules. There was once a servant of the military department who dragged her down on the battlefield. He was chased by her all the way to the gate of the Hall of Supreme Harmony in the capital, but in the end he couldn't escape, and was beheaded by her. Before he died, he was still scolding Nan Xinmo for having no parents or mothers.

Nan Xinmo scolded really well. She is such a woman who doesn't know the rules, has no family education, is brutal and violent, and doesn't know how to reason. The safety of the inner domain, so no one is qualified to make her a quiet and graceful lady of the family, and no one can curb her passion for killing and pursuit of life and death in her bones.

Until meeting Shirataki, this young man tainted with the breath of another world changed her for the first time, and also taught her some useful principles of life.

Let her know for the first time that she is a woman.

It also made her realize for the first time that she, too, could live in a different way.

Seeing the infinite freedom from this person, she couldn't help but want to look at it for a while and get closer.

When she realized it, she was too close, and she didn't want to let go.

After going through a complete process of getting acquainted with each other, it finally developed into a strong desire to possess.

The highly simplified one-sentence summary is - she wants to have him, and all of him.

This desire is difficult to untie from the moment it is formed, the more it is not obtained, the more it becomes a knot, and finally it becomes an obsession.

Terrible?

Yes, it's scary.

As time goes by, the deeper the obsession, the more terrifying it is. After all, human desires are like rolling stones on a high mountain. Once they start rolling down, they can no longer stop.

If you add a woman's burning jealousy as an auxiliary material to this obsession, there will be no surprises. God knows if she will one day kill from Baicao Garden to Sanwei Bookstore with a gentian tiger gun, and then chop people up Throw it into the pot and cook it. When the person comes back, he smiles and says, "Do you want some soup?"

Good guy, sick.

Just kidding, after all, no matter how strong Nan Xinmo is, she won't be able to kill that many people, unless she suddenly figured it out, One Nian Heavenly King.

Bai Taki breathed a sigh of relief: "Miss Nan..."

"Stop." Nan Xinmo's eyes were dangerous: "What did you call me?"

"Nanxinmo..."

"Say it again?" Nan Xinmo's eyes still did not relax.

"... Nishang."

Nan Xinmo sat down and gestured for him to continue talking.

"After two years, we finally met again, and we could have met in a more suitable way." Bai Taki paused for a moment and said, "We can have a good chat at another time, but right now... I have something to do. "

"Important? More important than now?"

"You know this kind of thing is not practical." Shirataki pressed his brows together: "And I don't support pre-marital sex."

"It's a high-sounding excuse, it's fine if you don't go in, you don't even take advantage of it." Nan Xinmo was not so easy to fool.

"Then if I take advantage of you, are you willing to listen to me?" Shirataki asked.

"Hmph." Nan Xinmo was noncommittal.

Then her whole body stiffened, and her back changed from curved to straight.

Because a hand was placed on her thigh, the warm temperature could still be felt clearly and thoroughly through the dress.

"Okay, I've taken advantage of it, listen to me carefully." Bai Taki said with a dead face.

Obviously eating other people's tofu, but also a face of self-sacrifice.

Nan Xinmo sneered, she knocked off Bai Taki's hand, and raised her legs: "How old do you think I am, a little girl? Give me a lump of candy and you'll be quiet?"

Bai Taki looked at her raised leg, showing a tangled expression: "Do you want me to lick your broken leg?"

Nan Xinmo: "..."

The corners of her mouth began to rise, and her smile gradually became exciting.

...Is there still such a way to play?

Shirataki immediately waved his hands: "Pretend I never said that!"

Nan Xinmo held his cheeks and hooked his fingers: "I've been traveling for two days and two nights just to come to Fengwu City to meet you. Should you express something? If the expression is in place, I'll listen to it." What's the matter with you?"

...You have to give something today, let me lick it more or less...

But Bai Taki thought about it, and asked in amazement: "Then... shall I give you a foot massage?"

In the past, Aunt Bai Lian would occasionally ask Bai Taki to wash her feet and massage her. She would joke about the public service advertisements in the past and say, "Tell Auntie a story about a duckling."

After all, he is a child raised by his aunt, and Shirataki also knows how to reciprocate his kindness and is willing to repay him. He has some experience in foot massage and shoulder massage.

Nan Xinmo was stunned, she didn't realize what a foot massage was, and then she saw Bai Taki went to get a basin of water and came back, heated the qi to boil, poured cold water, and after mixing the heat, Bai Taki lifted Nan Xinmo Xinmo's feet.

Only then did Nan Xinmo come to his senses, his eyes widened, and he wondered if it was really washing his feet?

Resisting in her heart, she shivered and subconsciously retracted, but was soon caught back.

"What are you hiding from? It's just washing your feet."

"I'll just do it myself!" Nan Xinmo was very jerky. She was usually taken care of, but how could she be taken care of down to the soles of her feet.

"Don't move." Shirataki took off her socks directly.

"Don't touch the soles of your feet, it's dirty, I...I haven't washed it for a few days..." Nan Xinmo grasped the armrests of the chair with both hands, his whole body tensed up. The general of the Iron Lady's Raksha army blushed and said through gritted teeth: "Shirataki, let go!"

"You have to wash it when it's dirty." Bai Taki looked at her reaction, and said with a smile: "If you touch your breasts, you won't be happy if you don't touch them; if you don't touch your buttocks, you will lose your face. Why do you touch your feet instead, and you grit your teeth instead?" Want to eat people? Doesn’t your proud figure include this?”

Nan Xinmo's feet were put into the pool. The slightly hot water and the touch between her toes made her moan subconsciously, and then she was very ashamed. She turned her head away and covered her face: "You You, you... you are lying."

There may be foot control in ancient times, but there are definitely not many. Women's feet are not something everyone can touch. On the one hand, they think their feet are not clean enough. On the other hand, there is no allusion of men washing women's feet. Modern people rarely Take care of your feet, let alone the ancients, there may be any smell.

"Relax a bit, just wash your feet, and when you get a massage later, you will know what pain is and be happy." Shirataki rubbed his hands and said.

Nan Xinmo suddenly felt bad, and wanted to escape, but Bai Taki stuck the chair with a spear, unable to escape.

This wave is a turn of events.

Afterwards, Shirataki rubbed his hands together and said, "Okay, let's start killing chickens."

Afterwards, the suppressed screams in Huanglong Tower lasted for a full half an hour. It sounded like severe pain, but also seemed to be exhilarating, very much like a wedding night.

After finishing, Bai Taki looked at Nan Xinmo who was lying on the chair profusely with sweat, and wiped his hands: "How is it? It's okay."

Nan Xinmo bit her lip and said nothing... The rape she had agreed to had turned into a foot massage and she lost blood.

In addition, the experience of foot massage made her feel very complicated, as if she had been raped.

Princess Nishang couldn't help feeling sad, and covered her face and pretended to cry: "I can't get married anymore..."

Bai Taki nodded: "That's true, whoever dares to marry you must think that he is living too comfortably and not enough trouble."

--boom!

Nan Xinmo kicked someone Bai in the face with her clean bare feet: "Get the hell out of here!"

Chapter 820 Second City of Death in Vain

The time is approaching late at night, and the moon is like a hook.

After calming down a little, Nan Xinmo finally recovered from the turmoil of washing his feet.

Her counterattack ended in complete failure.

I wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to lick up the cake cream in one go, but I didn't expect that the cream cake was so hard that it was hard to eat.

What can she do?Really strong X?

...It's not that it's impossible, it's just that it's a little bit meaningless.

Nan Xinmo wrapped her feet in her skirt, hugged her knees and little feet, and looked at Bai Taki with complaints.

But she also complied with what she said before, and didn't continue to use her petty temper to imitate the ship's woman and force her to marry the commander.

"You can take the initiative like this, it seems that you are not perfunctory or lying, and you are not just trying to kill a good boy."

"The former Minister of Rites, is it worth my trouble?" Bai Taki said disapprovingly, "I can jump him with just a slingshot."

"The responsibility of killing the former officials is still very heavy, I hope you don't take it seriously..."

"Then if I don't kill him, what are you going to do?"

"First think of a way to squeeze out the family property. If you find it troublesome, just dig out the black history of the past, and then directly ransack the house, but the income from the house raid must be put into the national treasury and cannot be transferred to the military supply inventory of the Raksha Army, so I It will definitely take a while to make excuses with him." Nan Xinmo replied, and once he heard this approach, he knew that he was already a habitual offender.

"Why are you so skilled?"

"You taught well, you don't need to leave any sympathy for this kind of person, squeeze out the remaining value and all the wealth, let him reflect on himself in endless regret, and then die in pain and torture, this is the best Punishment." Nan Xinmo recited the full text: "You said it yourself... In the past, weren't you very keen on killing people with blunt knives? Why do you just give him a knife now..."

"This is what I'm going to say next... Do you believe me?" Shirataki asked seriously.

"A fool, are you..." Nan Xinmo put down his feet and changed his sitting position: "I never sleep with anyone I can't trust."

"Even if they can be trusted, they may not necessarily sleep together." Bai Taki complained.

"But I'm a very dangerous woman. I like to kill people in my dreams. If I don't believe it, I will slash the other person with a knife. Only those who really believe in it will not kill people in my dreams." Nan Xinmo laughed jokingly: "Old man The monk is right, Rakshasa's fate is really troublesome, and you also know that when I was in the army, even female soldiers were not allowed near the barracks at night."

"Grass...then if I really slept with you, wouldn't I be wronged by you?"

"If this is really the case, then I will make soup and drink your flesh and blood, son, and let you drink with me."