The Stepmother was Overturned

Shi Jiaojiao read the weather forecast when setting up these, but the local weather forecast is often inaccurate. She casually said, "If there is heavy rain, it will not only wash away all the artificial traces, but also give her Raise in the drama of adversity."

A few muscular men were disdainful at the time. In which hundred years has Yunshan's weather forecast been accurate?

There is also Shi Jiaojiao's step-by-step plan, imagining any one of them, which makes them feel frightened, but in fact a little bit of sneer, really when he is alive Zhuge Liang?

There is a saying that the plan does not change quickly, and not everything can be calculated.

But at this moment, the muscular men who were circling around randomly looking for someone, really found that everything had gone according to Shi Jiaojiao's established track, and they suddenly became frightened.

I couldn't help but begin to sympathize with the brother who had fallen into the trap of falling into the hands of such a person. In this life, apart from being manipulated, does he have a way to survive?

The heavy rain soon became dense. Shi Jiaojiao and Zhuo Wenshu hid in the dirt pit. No one said a word. They heard the four roaring in the rain looking for three back and forth according to the original plan, and then the robbers who lost their hostages were glorious. Exited.

The thunder was getting smaller, but the rain was getting louder. Shi Jiaojiao fumbled around with the fake rain model, and pulled Zhuo Wenshu closer to a small "natural" hole in the hole.

Only the distance between two people, Shi Jiaojiao is naturally outside, Zhuo Wen’s book nest is inside, the rain is smashing, the world is isolated by the rain curtain from all the noise, in the small space, the two people’s heart is close to the back, and there is only a drum. Ups and downs of heartbeat.

The two were huddled in a small dirt hole. In order not to be splashed by the rain, they had to stick together closely. Shi Jiaojiao deliberately stayed out so that she could squeeze in as much as possible.

If Zhuo Wenshu is outside, it is hard to guarantee that he will not be annoyed by being next to himself and would rather go outside to get in the rain.

And Shi Jiaojiao’s already torn and undecent skirt, with large skins exposed, Zhuo Wenshu can't remember how long he has not been so close to anyone. Across the thin cloth and the temperature of the skin, he has nothing to do. Attendant.

He curled his legs, put his forehead on his elbow, and deeply reflected on why he wanted to rescue this bad woman...

He is not a holy father, not the naive and stupid idiot a few years ago, thinking that as long as he treats the world well, the world will treat itself well.

But why did he take her away? His hatred is still there, and it is clearly engraved on every inch of his bones, Zhuo Wenshu can't figure it out.

There was only the sound of raining outside. Without the sound of "gangsters" looking for, Zhuo Wenshu couldn't bear it. With his knees on top, Shi Jiaojiao was pushed out of the cave into the heavy rain.

"Ah!" Shi Jiaojiao knew this **** thing, it was impossible for him to get close easily, controlled his voice to make a short exclamation, and quickly covered his mouth.

In fact, there is no one in the mountains at this time. Those fitness coaches who have threatened are now estimated to have escaped non-stop. Compared to her and Zhuo Wenshu, they are more like poor hostages escaping from the wolf's den.

A desperado, a horrifying intensive phobia, stayed for an extra minute, and the hairs on the backs of the brothers were erect.

Even in the midsummer, when the night rain patted on her body, it was cold to the bones. The blood on Shi Jiaojiao's face was quickly washed away, and her hair was wet on her head. She pitifully reached out her hand to block, the falling dog was like Zhuo in the cave. Wen Shu looked at each other, couldn't see his expression, didn't dare to act rashly.

I was worried about changing his ancestor one hundred and eighty in my heart, but on his face he pretended to be a little chicken that was about to be beaten to death by the heavy rain, weak and helpless and pitifully crying, "Wen Shu..."

However, Zhuo Wenshu, a conscientious bastard, didn't say a word, did not say anything, Shi Jiaojiao gritted his teeth and crawled towards the hole.

"Wen Shu... I'm so cold..."

But inside, the person who was carrying her on his back suddenly appeared with a clear kind heart, and the effort for a while was as firm as his heart.

Shi Jiaojiao crawled in and was kicked out.

Climbed in and was kicked out.

Climb... This **** blocked the hole!

Fuck you eight mothers!

Shi Jiaojiao wiped a handful of rainwater that was not clean on his face, cursed in his heart, shrank his head in the rain, buried his knees, and was happy again. His ten mothers were also himself...

The stepmother was refreshed for a while and met at the crematorium.

She thought about having fun in her hardships, this was all her own sin. In just a few days of work, she realized what it means to live is better than to die.

But until now, she has no real sense, because everyone in this world, every plot, is made up by her, she really can't see it as the real world.

She comforted herself, just as it was an immersive game, and it was also a novelty. After all, when she was in junior high school, she watched the injured girl and the object rain downstairs. She was eating potato chips and cursing. To be stupid, in fact, I am envious.

Who has no presumptuous factor in his bones? But because of all kinds of things that couldn't let go, it was in the illusion that she had imagined. Every novel experience of her, even if it hurts, was sour and refreshing.

So she couldn't get in. She couldn't open her eyes because of the heavy rain. Not only was she not sad, but she even wanted to get a bar of soap and take a natural shower by the way.

Of course, it is impossible to only experience sourness in this situation, this is an excellent opportunity to reduce resentment.

"I know you blame me..." Shi Jiaojiao faced Zhuo Wenshu on his side. The rain was so heavy that he didn't need to cry, just make a cry.

With the other hand at an angle that Zhuo Wenshu couldn't see, he rubbed his thighs with the rain, not to mention, it was probably rolling, it was really muddy.

"I'm sorry, I've caused you again...uuuuu..." I love to take a bath and my skin is good, oh oh oh oh~

Shi Jiaojiao's voice was miserable, getting smaller and smaller, and was interrupted by the sound of rain, "Wait for the rain to stop, you don't care about me... They are only looking for me, they probably won't give up, the rain stopped... woo... stopped you Just leave now..."

Shi Jiaojiao said to himself, "Hearts and Intestines Are Broken", no longer looking directly at Zhuo Wen's book, but Yu Guang has been paying attention to him. Flash, saw Zhuo Wenshu's leg blocking the entrance of the cave moved away!

Ah ha ha ha ha ha!

Little demon! You are all made by me, I can't cure you!

But thinking that her legs were removed, she was going to crawl over again, licking her face? Want to be beautiful! Lao Tzu wants you to come out and carry Lao Tzu in!

Shi Jiaojiao curled up into a ball, letting the cold heavy rain pat wildly, her rags and skirts were wet on her body, her thin back was curled up, looking at the small ball, it was extremely pitiful.

Shi Jiaojiao guessed the fire, and God began to raise her, not only the rain was getting heavier, but also the thunder was hit.

She couldn't see Zhuo Wenshu's expression, but she already felt Zhuo Wenshu's gaze as if she was looking at it, slightly curled her lips, drank some rainwater to replenish her strength, and then "poofed" and smashed towards the ground.

Very miserable "fainted".

When Shi Jiaojiao fell to the ground, Zhuo Wenshu couldn't help curling his fingers on his knees.

At this moment, the sky flashed, and the surroundings were reflected as bright as day. Zhuo Wenshu saw Shi Jiaojiao's back collapsed in the mud and his slender legs covered with mud, and his heart jumped uncontrollably.

Like dead, he thought.

But he didn't have the happy mood of revenge that he imagined.

Zhuo Wenshu pursed his lips, and there was another lightning bolt. He looked at Shi Jiaojiao's back like a corpse, and held his fingers tightly.

With a thunder and a click, it hit the pit, deafening, and Zhuo Wenshu moved—

It was also at this time that Shi Jiaojiao, who could not bear to sit up, received a system prompt.

The resentment value suddenly dropped by 10%, and the system space was screaming, and an unlocking prompt was even more ear-splitting than thunder.

The bottom row is all unlocked!

Shi Jiaojiao couldn't wait for the heavy rain to break down a mudslide and bury herself directly, maybe this way Zhuo Wenshu's resentment would be completely eliminated!

Just as she was checking with joy, her waist was picked up by the strong arms, she immediately slowed down her breathing, softened her body, and obediently let Zhuo Wenshu drag her back into the hole.

What did Lao Tzu say? I didn't let me in by myself just now, and asked you to come out and hold me!

Zhuo Wenshu dragged the person in, squatted in the hole and frowned at Shi Jiaojiao who was unconscious, and stretched out his hand to press on the artery on her neck.

Shi Jiaojiao frantically unlocked the lock, looked at his skills, and did not find a fake death. It was heartbroken. If there was a fake death at this time, Zhuo Wenshu touched him and he lost his pulse, maybe the task would be completed!

Zhuo Wenshu confirmed that Shi Jiaojiao was not dead, but fainted. He ignored her and sat back in the hole again, holding his leg and closing his eyes.

Shi Jiaojiao looked at the unlocked piece. They were all small skills, such as [severe wound] [high fever] [a mouthful of old blood] and so on. Shi Jiaojiao wanted to scold someone after seeing it. It was almost tailor-made for her. .

But at the end of the search, she finally found one that surprised her, [Modify Plot 0.1], after opening it was a pen, a very ordinary ballpoint pen, but Shi Jiaojiao was so happy, this was considered a golden finger!

In addition, to the end of browsing, Shi Jiaojiao also found that these small skills are all recyclable, that is to say, they can still be used once they are used! And it can be used in stacks!

Like playing a game to unlock a new skill, Shi Jiaojiao can’t wait to test it. She is worried about her previous blood but no wounds. She doesn’t know how to go back tomorrow. Taking advantage of the darkness now, Zhuo Wenshu didn’t have any. Looking at her carefully, she quickly put a [Scary Wound] skill on top of her head.

After putting it on, Shi Jiaojiao couldn't help but screamed. Mom's pain was real!

She hurriedly bit her lip, but couldn't help groaning, closing her eyes and holding it back, feeling Zhuo Wenshu seem to move behind her, Shi Jiaojiao gritted her teeth, and put another skill on her skill [High fever will not retreat] .

This time, she floated instantly. The sensory dullness caused by the high fever greatly reduced her pain and made her float like a person, and her whole body was warm.

Shouldn't a high fever be cold?

Forget it cold or not! She said it was cold!

It's "cold" at this time, do you want to wrong yourself?

So Zhuo Wenshu heard her scream and hum, he was looking at her hesitantly, Shi Jiaojiao rolled on the spot, and he hummed toward Zhuo Wenshu against the freshly baked big wound on his head.

"It's cold..." Shi Jiaojiao couldn't see it anyway. She simply closed her eyes and fumbled. She was covered with mud on her hands and touched Zhuo Wenshu's calf, like a snake, climbing up along the pole.

Zhuo Wenshu wanted to lift his feet and kick people. He hesitated when he thought of the dead person's back and her cold body that he saw through the lightning just now.

It didn't matter that he hesitated, Shi Jiaojiao had already clung to him, because the hot body temperature of the high fever came up, his arms were accurately wrapped around his neck.

The hot breath sprayed on the side of his neck, Zhuo Wenshu shrank his neck, his breathing was uncontrollable and suffocated.