Chapter 1074 Give it to me, it’s mine
The man's face revealed an expression of overwhelming joy. He couldn't help but move closer to the girl. But at this time, Winter continued with the word "good".
"Give me your blanket, all of it."
She turned her head, her black eyes cold, without any hint of joking.
“…”
The middle-aged man twitched his lips, and after a moment he laughed as if he had heard a joke.
"Do you think uncle is such a selfless person?"
"Then forget it."
The girl's tone was very calm, and she quickly turned back to stare at the fire without moving.
The white coat was very long, and half of it hung on the ground when she sat like this. A little blood stain on the shirt was visible between the loose clothes, which set off her slender figure and soft profile, making her look extremely fragile and seductive.
The middle-aged man stared at her, his eyes twitching violently, and the smile that was forced on his lips finally turned into a cold and malicious arc.
"How can I let it go? Winter, uncle has never been a person who is prone to sympathy."
The middle-aged man casually threw a piece of firewood into the fire, turned around and reached out to hug the girl.
"For example, the coat you are wearing now has a price to pay."
He failed.
His hand was held by another slender and graceful hand with calloused palms. The middle-aged man's face immediately turned ugly. He glared at the nosy young man and said with a warning,
"Rong Zan, don't meddle in other people's business."
"Are you going to violate a minor?"
The boy still had an expressionless face, but his amber pupils looked colder and gloomier than any shadow in the firelight.
The middle-aged man shrank back slightly, gritting his teeth in fear. He then broke away from the young man, stood up, spat fiercely on the ground, and cursed.
"With this look, you're going to fall into someone's hands sooner or later! Stop pretending to be such a nice guy!"
After saying this, he turned to leave, but halfway through he turned back and pulled the girl's white coat.
"Give it back to me! Damn little bitch!"
But his hand was stopped again.
This time, the hand that stopped him was delicate and white, and through the skin one could almost see the fragile blue blood vessels and slender bones underneath.
It looked like it would break if squeezed, but she stopped his angry hand.
If you look closely, you will find that she only used her thumb and index finger to skillfully pinch the middle-aged man's thick wrist joints, making him unable to move.
The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and before he could even show any other expression, he saw the girl turn around and stare at him.
Those black eyes still had no emotion, reflecting him coldly like a mirror.
"Give it to me, and it's mine."
Winter's story was straightforward, but the middle-aged man was almost laughing out of anger.
"Who said it's yours once I give it to you? I clearly haven't mentioned the price yet."
He bent down with his wrist pinched by the girl, and approached her with a sweaty and greasy smell, and said with a lewd smile,
"As long as you sleep with me, I will give you the clothes."
Winter didn't waver at all, and the hand holding his wrist bone remained steady.
"Give it to me, and it's mine."
She looked at the middle-aged man with a smirk and greedy eyes, and repeated it very calmly and slowly.
The middle-aged man's face froze, then twisted violently.
"Don't you understand what I'm saying, little bitch! If you don't want to sleep with me, take off your clothes and give them back to me!"
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