"I'm never greedy. If I were, I would have been your brother-in-law long ago."
Chi Musheng poked Tu Shan Rongrong's little conscience.
He probably understood why Tu Shan Rongrong liked to plan everything. It turned out that manipulating others and watching them unable to resist felt so good.
However, no one likes the feeling of being controlled by someone else, even if that person is your lover, parent, or child, because everyone is an independent individual.
"Are you complaining that Rongrong is too young and can't give Yaya the same sense of satisfaction, right?"
Tu Shan Rongrong almost ground her back teeth to powder. How can you blame her for this?
It's just not growing at all, while Ya Ya's is almost bigger than her head. Shouldn't we be biased and give her a little more growth?
"I didn't say that; you came up with it yourself. Books often say that a person's character is magnanimous, so I'll be magnanimous towards you."
Chi Musheng tried hard to suppress a laugh, his face serious as he explained the facts.
I'll bite you to death, you bastard!
Tu Shanrong couldn't stand it and bit down on Chi Musheng's filthy hand.
Is that how you use the phrase "a person who can tolerate much is truly great"? And if you think it's too small, then don't touch it every time!
"Wait, why are you biting people again?"
Left with no other choice, Chi Musheng had to raise his other hand.
"You bastard, what are you doing? Go ahead and hit me!"
Tu Shan Rongrong immediately released her mouth, her eyes fixed on Chi Musheng's hand in mid-air. She hunched over, hiding her bottom. She was really afraid of pain. From childhood to adulthood, Chi Musheng was the only person who had ever hit her.
As for others, let alone hitting her, they would be buried by her before they even had any bad intentions towards her.
"You started it with your mouth, and besides, when did I hit you?"
Chi Musheng reached out and scratched Tu Shan Rongrong's chin. A dangerous thought suddenly popped into his mind: if Tu Shan Rongrong were like this every day, life would seem to get better.
Unfortunately, Bai Yumo only had one Soft Demon Powder left in the bottle he brought. If he had enough, he could give Tu Shan Rongrong the pill every ten hours, which would have been such a wonderful life.
This little fox, acting like a yandere, could only wreak havoc helplessly in his arms.
As Chi Musheng thought about it, a hint of cunning crept into his gaze as he looked at Tu Shan Rongrong.
"Brother Mu Sheng, what are you planning to do now?"
Tu Shan Rongrong caught Chi Musheng's malicious gaze. She knew that look all too well; it was the look she gave Chi Musheng.
Could it be that he's had too much fun and wants to take a drug every day so that he can never use his demonic powers again, and can just be a fluffy ball to be manipulated at will in his arms?
"Little Rongrong would never guess. We've known each other for three years; you shouldn't know exactly what I'm thinking."
Chi Musheng stroked Tu Shan Rongrong's long hair, which had turned dark green. It had a unique beauty, at least better than her previous green hair. In reality, she looked like a non-mainstream girl. Then there was Tu Shan Honghong's orange hair, which looked like a little yellow hair. Only Tu Shan Yaya was somewhat normal, well, not that normal either.
"You still insist on adding the word 'small'!"
Tu Shan Rongrong was very unhappy with the word "small" that Chi Musheng used at the beginning of his sentence. She knew he liked big ones, but did he have to keep saying it?
And she knows nothing about you. If she's right, then it's over. Every day when I wake up, all I hear is, "Little Rongrong needs to take her medicine."
She doesn't want to be a velvet ball; if anyone's going to be one, it's you, you jerk.
"Small has its advantages; at least it's nice to hold it in your arms and keep it like a little pet."
Chi Musheng said meaningfully.
"Gurgle"
Tu Shan Rongrong swallowed hard, her palms sweating. Something was wrong. Was this bastard man implying that he really wanted to give her more drugs?
No, absolutely not. Without demonic power, wouldn't I still be bullied by that wretched cat, and things would no longer be under my control?
But for now, the best course of action is to pretend to be confused while knowing the truth.
"No, Rongrong doesn't want to be some kind of little pet. Rongrong wants to be your lawfully wedded wife."
Tu Shan Rongrong pouted and said with a wronged expression.
"Then think about it, you can have anything in your dreams."
Chi Musheng gave a perfunctory reply.
What are you thinking? If he marries you, will he be able to live a good life with you? He'll be tied to you every day. What's the point? Sigh.
Maybe being a jerk isn't so bad, that's my decision.
However, even if he could temporarily shield himself from the mark Tu Shan Rongrong had carved on him, he couldn't hide from Tu Shan Rongrong for more than a few days using only manpower, unless, well, he found a way to hide in plain sight.
"What did you say? Don't you want to marry Rongrong?"
"Tell me! Which vixen do you want to marry?"
Tu Shan Rongrong stared at Chi Musheng with wide eyes, her tone unfriendly.
She was anxious and afraid, afraid that Chi Musheng would say he didn't like her, afraid that he would never marry her, afraid that he would say he wanted to marry someone else.
Because many books depict this scenario: powerful and influential female supporting characters force a man who already has someone else in his heart to be with them, resorting to all sorts of means to achieve this.
Finally, the male protagonist looked at the female protagonist with disgust, said he would rather die than marry her, and jumped off the cliff.
"Vixen, are you talking about yourself?"
Chi Musheng looked at Tu Shan Rongrong, who was getting impatient with his teasing, and flicked her head with a smile.
"pain"
Tu Shan Rongrong covered her forehead. How many times had this scoundrel hit her? Domestic violence!
"I just want to get away from you all and calm down for a while. I want to live the rest of my life for myself, not for others. That kind of life is too tiring, too tiring, so I hope you can understand."
Chi Musheng placed Tu Shan Rongrong, whom he was holding, on a chair, and then got up to leave. Since the effects of the medicine had worn off for two hours, he needed to allow enough time to leave.
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