【Master...Master...】
Perhaps sensing Luo Jiu's inner thoughts, 007 drew out the two words for a very long time, as if it were being coquettish.
Luo Jiu shivered, looking like she couldn't take it anymore.
There was a dress on the bedside table, which looked like it was specially prepared for her. It was an orange-red dress with lace trim.
"At least you have some conscience." My first kiss wasn't wasted on a dog.
Indeed, beautiful people look good in anything, and that perfectly describes Luo Jiu.
Wearing a bright orange-red dress, unlike the graceful and feminine red cheongsam she wore earlier, this outfit gave her a youthful look, letting people know that Miss Luo Jiu, the famous songstress of Dilemen, was actually just a girl of seventeen or eighteen.
Luo Jiu pushed open the door and found that there were two guards standing at the door. When they saw that Luo Jiu wanted to go out, they actually stopped her.
"Miss, the Major General has not returned yet. Please go back."
No matter how much Luo Jiu tried to persuade them, the two remained unmoved by any reason, and all they got in return was the same sentence.
Luo Jiu came happily, but left angrily, slamming the door shut with a loud bang.
"Xu Shaojun, you bastard! This is illegal imprisonment!"
Luo Jiu slammed the pillow on the bed toward the door, as if the pillow were the person she was talking about.
Having no other choice, Luo Jiu opened the window and went to the small balcony inside the bedroom.
This is actually a room with perfect facilities and decoration, very close to a modern style, but not simple, it is grand and luxurious.
There's a woven rattan chair on the small balcony; it's exquisite and beautiful, yet very practical. It's the perfect choice to come out and soak up the sun when you're bored and pass the time.
Luo Jiu lay comfortably in the wicker chair, holding a bunch of freshly arranged flowers in the living room. They were vibrant red and quite beautiful. But at this moment, to Luo Jiu, their only advantage was that they had many petals.
As if influenced by the original owner, she liked to knead things when she was in a bad mood. Originally, when she was unhappy, she liked to turn her grief and anger into appetite, but... that damned Xu Shaojun didn't even leave her anything to eat.
Actually, even if we leave here, where would we go?
The original owner of this body seemed to live in a remote, dilapidated mansion. She had a gambling father and a mother who favored sons over daughters. When the boss came knocking, the original owner had practically been sold into the Delomen.
She used to be poor and lived in the dance hall; now that she's rich, she bought a house, still near the dance hall. Perhaps, for the original owner of this body, the dance hall was also her second home.
It's pitiful, really. Who would have thought that Luo Jiu, who became famous all over the country, would have such a tragic background?
However, when it comes to being pitiful, now it's me who's pitiful.
Unbeknownst to her, the flowers in her hand had been cruelly destroyed by Luo Jiu, leaving only a few bare branches.
Ugh, it's so ugly.
Luo Jiu tossed it aside with disdain, then, clutching a handful of bright red petals, blew on them and flew towards the balcony, heading towards the hall.
A rain of flower petals inexplicably fell from the sky, startling the guests on the first floor who all looked up at the sky.
Luo Jiu, who had done something wrong, was so frightened that she immediately squatted down, afraid of being seen by others.
"Pfft!"
Just then, Luo Jiu, covered in dust and dirt, heard laughter coming from above. Confused, she looked up at the building.
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