The sadistic beauty has taken a fancy to me [Transmigration Book]

Zhu Jiuci put on the appearance of obediently admitting his mistake, "I know I was wrong, and I will never speak out in the future. It was freezing outside today for a day, and I really reflected on my mistakes deeply. Zhaoge do me a favor and let me go inside. Warm and warm!" Zhu Jiuci was about to rush in recklessly, but Liang Zhaoge stretched out his arms to stop him, pressed his fingertips on the edge of the door, and carefully blocked people out.

"Hey!" Zhu Jiuci couldn't rush in.

"Young master... let's go back to Dongyuan."

Zhu Jiuci thought he heard it wrong, and looked at Liang Zhaoge, who looked away.

"That's it." Liang Zhaoge closed the door.

Zhu Jiuci was locked outside again, and only then did he realize that something was wrong. He wailed and clapped his paws on the wooden door non-stop.

"Zhao Ge, I was wrong!"

"Open the door!"

"Zhao Ge misunderstood, I have absolutely no other meaning!"

Liang Zhaoge leaned back against the wooden door and closed his eyes in pain, the sound between the door gradually weakened, and the people outside stepped on the snow and left.

My heart was empty, I leaned against the wooden door and sat down on the ground in a daze, wrapped my knees and buried my face in the silk, raised my head for a long time, saw the red fingertips, and felt a little disgusted.

He stood up with the edge of the door, stepped on the soft blanket and staggered back, turned around the elm armchair, and threw a few dirty white handkerchiefs on the gorgeous carpet, which was very abrupt.

Liang Zhaoge's eyes trembled, and he hurriedly ran away.

His body was limp, and he knelt down for a while, pressing his hands into the gorgeous carpet, and his fingertips were blue and white.

Liang Zhaoge stared at his hands, and the feeling of nausea surged like a tide again, and it was packed with guilt and rushed into his heart, making him exhausted and embarrassing.

Sticky.

Suddenly, he tore off the layers of silk and satin on the couch and frantically wiped his hands. His slender hands were red and swollen, but they still felt unclean.

The quilt was contaminated with that person's breath, Liang Zhaoge looked up in panic, "I'm not!" The room was empty, it turned out that he was not there, Liang Zhaoge fell down with a sad smile.

"It's okay." You didn't see it.

After recovering from the extreme panic, he limp and lay on the ground, with a few strands of black hair against his cheeks, feeling a bit cold.The phoenix eyes opened, and the gorgeous carpet was turned upside down in the sky. Looking straight ahead, the dirty handkerchief was hanging from the sky and crumbling, telling him mercilessly that he was greedy for sex, and his sins and evil deeds were clearly exposed.

Liang Zhaoge staggered to his feet, smashed open the door and ran out barefoot, stepping into the cold snow, hope was ignited in his heart for a moment, Bai Xue is so clean, it should be able to wipe him clean.Hastily knelt into the snow and wiped his hands with the pale snow.

The white snow melted in the palm of the hand, and it was stained with dirty muddy water, but the original holy color was sometimes dirty.

"What should I do?" He grasped the snow in despair, but Bai Xue fell from his palms one after another, but his hands were still not clean.

The sticky touch is lingering, like the evidence of a crime deeply imprinted on his hands, Liang Zhaoge's breathing is stagnant, the white snow turns into ice water and drips, and after the coolness fades, it burns endlessly, almost the same as the blazing at that time.

Two tears fell, not clean.

His ten fingers were already frozen, he carefully stretched out his palm, his long and slender fingers were so red and swollen that they looked ugly. "Isn't it okay?" He grabbed two handfuls of snow again, and the rough snow particles touched his skin, scratching the swollen skin that had been wiped just three or two times.

The back of his hand was cut, and blood dripped down. Liang Zhaoge sat paralyzed in the snow and took a deep breath.

If you wipe it clean, will you dislike it?

The man's bright smile suddenly broke into his heart, and his lower abdomen was hot again, and the touch of his fingertips overwhelmed him, crazily reminding him of the turbulent and gushing waves at that moment.

Liang Zhaoge bent his body in pain, and knocked his forehead into the snow, "How can you not dislike it?"

If that person knew—that he was crazily thinking about his appearance and self-defeating, and was even dazzled by the hot and hot touch, the lunatic would not let him go.Across-the wall went crazy and was greedy for his face,-while afraid that he would find out,-but at the same time willing to sink into the swamp to enjoy-the stimulation between the wall.

Closing his eyes in pain, he must feel sick.

Zhu Jiuci—I have been introspecting hard in Dongyuan—for one night, I almost thought of a hundred and ten ways to make amends to the beauty, carefully wrote them on thin paper, and crossed them out. —It seems insincere when it falls on paper, and I really doubt whether it can win the beauty's heart.

More importantly, the image of meng lang is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and it is not known whether this stereotype can be brought back.

After all, true knowledge comes from practice. If he is a human cat groping in the small courtyard, even if he writes thousands of articles, it will be useless. After thinking about this point, Zhu Jiuci should completely lose his face and run away in a hurry early in the morning Entering Xiyuan, ready to bow down under the beauty's pomegranate skirt, hugging his calf and chanting affectionately twenty times begging for forgiveness.

Happily leaving the corridor, Zhu Jiuci's face turned dark.

What happened to the silver-clad Xiyuan—a mess!

Especially the open space in front of the door, where the snow-white color can be seen, the large area is muddy and filthy.The white snow was trampled to the point where it was hard to see the original appearance, and it was muddy with the soil underground. If it weren't for the tight security of the Duke's Mansion, Zhu Jiuci would really suspect that an assassin had broken into Xiyuan.

Carefully bypassing the mud, Zhu Jiuci's heart was broken, he just rolled a stone bench from under the pavilion yesterday, did he disturb the snow so badly?

It was indeed dark yesterday, he didn't pay much attention, if the beauties in the house saw this scene, let alone forgive him, I'm afraid he won't be able to enter the west courtyard again.

Cautiously bent over to look at the main house, the doors and windows were closed, presumably Liang Zhaoge hadn't come out yet.Zhu Jiuci hurriedly ran to the backyard, familiar with the way, found the broom put down by the servant from the corner, waved his two paws, and began to destroy the corpse crazily.

Crash, sweep out a piece of pure land.

Crash again, my waist is a little tired.

Maybe it's been a long time since I exercised, and Zhu Jiuci was sweating profusely after sweeping twice, but fortunately, if you look around, there won't be a large area of ​​conspicuous muddy ground in front of the door, the only regret is that it's hard The snow scene saved for Liang Zhaoge disappeared again.

Zhu Jiuci hid the broom and sighed, at worst, he would accompany the beauty to the house to uncover the tiles again!

If you are scolded by the Duke, just scold him, it's better than the beauty ignoring him.

Carefully arrange the sleeves, carefully wipe off the thin sweat on the head, make sure that you have a dignified appearance, and reach out your paws to knock on the door politely.

Sure enough, no one answered.

Zhu Jiuci was not disappointed, he could still go to the dining room to bring the medicine, since taking the medicine was such a top priority, Liang Zhaoge couldn't possibly refuse to let him in.

All the way to the dining room, the lady in the kitchen poured a basin of cold water, which Liang Zhaoge had already drank.

Zhu Jiuci collapsed, "Really?"

"The empty bowls have been sent back, here, the one on the shelf."

Zhu Jiuci's figure-shake, "Didn't you complain about suffering!"

The aunt put down the dishcloth in her hand, "Young master, don't worry, Mr. Liang has indeed drunk today."

Zhu Jiuci floated out of the dining room depressed, how could he go to see the beauty without an excuse.

Not to mention bowing down to the beauty's pomegranate skirt, even meeting her is now a luxury.

Zhu Jiuci returned to Xiyuan, squatting under the small pavilion looking forward to seeing through, the peerless beauty was hiding in the house, just to prevent him, a prodigal, from looking at him.

Stretching his neck and watching—for a while, Zhu Jiuci felt more and more obscene about his behavior, how could anyone stare straight at other people's window sash in broad daylight!But if he didn't wait for Liang Zhaoge to come out, how could he explain to him that he was not Meng Lang. — With a heavy stigma on his head, he could only squat in front of the door in a very desperate manner, waiting to explain to him that he was not Meng Lang.

This is simply a paradox!

The wretched Zhu Jiuci lingered in Xiyuan for two days, and finally accepted the fact tragically that the beauty began to avoid him.

Not only was he driven back to Dongyuan to live alone at night, he couldn't even see the beauties during the day, and he couldn't eat three meals a day, let alone chat with beauties during the day.

After four or five days like this, Zhu Jiuci finally couldn't bear it anymore. He sat down on the stone bench, Erlang's legs turned up, and he figured out a strange logic: a good person who has won the title of a bad person is still a bad person no matter what he does. It's better to do a major event in an upright manner, attracting everyone's attention, and then take this opportunity to clear up your grievances.

Now that he has won the title of Overlord, he might as well be completely overbearing.After all, I have a notorious reputation, no matter what I do, I can't escape the word "slutty", so I might as well let go of it completely - rushing back in front of the beauty, although it looks a little rough on the surface, but it can win the chance to reveal my true feelings to the beauty.

Zhu Jiuci wanted to understand this bad thing, happily took the golden token, walked to the storeroom and asked the housekeeper for the key of Xiyuan, hung the string of copper and iron around his waist, and dangled it with his precious chalcedony- At the entrance of Xiyuan, Lu swaggered to the gate of Xiyuan, did not go to get the key at his waist, and directly used the pretext of inspection, kicked open the door and rushed in.

The king of the mountain entered the village, picked up the beauty and threw it into the corner, and pressed his two paws against the wall, successfully blocking the poor beauty in the small corner.

"Why didn't you see me!" said the King of Manheng Mountain.

The beauty reached out and picked off the jade hairpin on her head, and the ink spread out to cover her face.

"Little Grandpa, I saw you yesterday afternoon, the morning of the day before yesterday, and the evening of the day before yesterday."

Zhu Jiuci was dumbfounded, but then he remembered that he was a domineering mountain king without reason, so he closed his paws and blocked the small space even more.

"Not enough! It's not even time for a cup of tea, how can it be considered a meeting!"

The beauty was speechless, and lowered her head slightly, her black hair completely covering her face.

Zhu Jiuci leaned over to look, and was shocked for a while, he didn't expect that standing in front of a beauty would not look down on the face of a god, it really tortured him to death.

It's not that he has the guts to covet the beauty of a beautiful woman, it's just that the scene of the king of the mountain entering the village is not a drunkard's intention. He needs to observe the beauty's expression and apologize to the beauty at the right time.Now I can't figure out the beauty's state, and when to cry and wipe away my tears is still a problem.

"I haven't seen Zhaoge in the past few days, I miss it so much that I can't sleep or eat, and I've lost weight." Zhu Jiuci began to complain.

Hearing this, Liang Zhaoge raised his eyes and saw that the villain in front of him was as bright as a peach blossom, his eyes were as bright as the stars in the sky, there was no trace of hunger and thinness, so he lowered his eyes reassuringly, and hid behind Xi Mofa again.

Zhu Jiuci's mentality was a little bit broken. Usually when he made Liang Zhaoge unhappy, as long as he played a little trick, that person would go according to his wishes.Now I deliberately didn't have breakfast to look for him, and deliberately chose a jacket with empty sleeves that showed thin wrists, and narrowed my waist with a narrow girdle. I don't even want to look at him.

"If the little prince is fine, Zhaoge will step back." Liang Zhaoge took out the folding fan from his bosom and pushed his wrist away.

Zhu Jiuci hastily blocked his way out, but unfortunately the beauty had already turned around and escaped.Overlord—Lu chased to the outside of the courtyard, and when he boarded the Jiuzhuan veranda, he barely held onto the sleeve of the beauty, and Liang Zhaoge stopped.

"Young master, don't chase after me." He suppressed his painful expression, his fingertips hidden in his sleeves almost pierced the palm of his hand.

"I was wrong." Liang Zhaoge said.

Zhu Jiuci froze, Liang Zhaoge glanced at him and turned away.

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