It’s not too much, I can still tolerate it.
Zhou Zhiruo's biggest failure tonight was that she thought too highly of Zhang Wuji.
She forgot an idiom left by her ancestors, which is, to press for more.
Seeing that Zhou Zhiruo did not stop him, Zhang Wuji became even more presumptuous.
If this happened at home in Jinyang, Zhou Zhiruo might enjoy this feeling.
Although she still enjoys it now, there is still a little bit of nervousness in it.
She was so nervous that she didn't even realize that Zhang Wuji had already unbuttoned the buttons on her skirt.
Gradually, a blank appeared in Zhou Zhiruo's mind.
This familiar feeling overwhelmed her remaining sanity.
But at one moment, Zhou Zhiruo clearly realized that it was over, "It's over, damn it, this enemy has succeeded again."
Zhou Zhiruo could only subconsciously bite the long skirt that had just been taken off. She tried hard and did not dare to make the slightest sound.
But at this moment, Zhao Linger in another carriage smiled and said, "Junior sister, did you hear that?"
Yu Fei said with a smile: "Of course I heard it, I'm not deaf. I'm sure Sister Zhou must be feeling very aggrieved now."
Zhao Linger laughed and said, "So what if we feel wronged? Weren't we both wronged to death in the beginning?"
"It's a pity that your sister Zhou doesn't have as good endurance as the two of us. Although she tried hard to hold it back, she still made a sound."
"Look at me tomorrow morning, I'll make her laugh to death."
Yu Fei smiled and said, "Sister, instead of making fun of Sister Zhou, I admire you more for parking our carriage far away from the soldiers."
"If the soldiers heard this kind of sound, Sister Zhou would be completely disgraced."
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