Chapter 339 Worse than beasts?
Jin Zhu walked into the room from outside. He walked to Ye Shouren's bed and looked at him several times in confusion. Fortunately, he didn't find anything unusual.
But he still felt strange in his heart. He had clearly heard some faint voices coming from the room after he woke up. Could it be that it was just his illusion?
"Xiao Ye, you really didn't say anything and were sleeping the whole time?" Li Zhu asked Ye Shouren again.
Of course Ye Shouren could continue to play dumb at this time. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and replied to the pillar:
"I was asleep the whole time. I was dreaming just now, but you made such a noise that I forgot my dream!"
What Ye Shouren said sounded quite plausible, especially since he had been waiting for Wen Jing for half the night, and yawned at a very opportune moment after he finished speaking, which made Wen Zhu suspect that he was hallucinating while he was half asleep and half awake.
"Maybe I heard it wrong. You continue to sleep." 꺶柱 touched the back of his head and walked out of the room with an incredible look on his face.
Wen Jing didn't get up from the quilt until the door was opened by a pillar from the outside and the footsteps faded away.
The atmosphere in the room was so weird that Wen Jing wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
The incident happened suddenly, and she crawled into Ye Shouren's bed in order not to be exposed, and she moved down in order not to be conspicuous.
Unexpectedly, as luck would have it, when 亶 Zhu came in, Wen Jing froze and dared not move.
When she hid, after making sure she was well hidden, she couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief in her heart, but she didn't have time to let go of her worry, she was completely trapped.
At that time, Wen Jing wanted to chop off her own hands.
The same is true now. She feels that her right hand is so evil.
God knows, when she was in the quilt, when she felt the temperature under her hand and understood what part it was, she wanted to commit suicide by cutting open her abdomen in the quilt.
Especially after a few seconds, the temperature rose, causing Wen Jing's heart to stop several times.
Ye Shouren remained silent. On the one hand, he was afraid that if he spoke again, Ji Zhu would hear him. On the other hand, he felt embarrassed. In just two minutes, he had shamefully reacted.
That reaction had not even disappeared until now, and Ye Shouren felt as if he was on fire.
Both of them knew what had just happened, and they understood each other tacitly. Their cheeks were as hot and red as shrimps that had been boiled in boiling water.
Just when the two were feeling extremely embarrassed, the voice of 꺶 Zhu's mother was heard again in the yard. She asked 꺶 Zhu:
"꺶 Zhu, 꺶 You're not sleeping in the middle of the night, what are you yelling about?"
"It's okay. Maybe I heard it wrongly. I wonder who Xiaoye was talking to. I got up and looked. He was sleeping. Maybe I was dreaming and confused after falling asleep."
When Wen Jing heard this conversation, she thought something was wrong. Sure enough, the next moment, Zhu Niang mentioned Wen Jing:
"Hey, where is Wen Jing? It's so late, why isn't she sleeping?"
This immediately alerted 껶朱. He was about to go into the house to sleep, but when he heard his mother's words, he immediately returned to the yard and asked towards his mother's house:
"Mom, are you saying that the girl you slept with wasn't in the room?"
"Not here!" replied Zhu Niang.
At this moment, Xiao Zhu immediately locked his gaze on Ye Shouren's bed. He had felt that Ye Shouren was weird just now, and now when he thought about it, he discovered that Ye Shouren's quilt was unusually bulging.
Without even thinking twice, 꺶 Zhu walked towards Ye Shouren's room aggressively. He was so angry that veins popped out.
꺶 Zhu's mother told 꺶 Zhu that she would arrange for Wen Jing to be his wife. Before going to bed, 꺶 Zhu had already imagined what it would be like when Wen Jing married him.
He had already regarded Wen Jing as his own, so when he thought that Wen Jing might be in Ye Shouren's bed, he felt like he was going to catch her.
This time, Zhu's steps were even faster. When he reached Ye Shouren's door, he pushed it open without saying a word.
In the room, Ye Shouren climbed up from the bed with a bewildered look on his face. He stared at the pillar in surprise and asked:
"What's going on again, Brother Zhu?"
Without saying a word, he walked up to Ye Shouren in a hurry and pulled open his quilt.
There was no one under the quilt except Ye Shouren.
Ye Shouren certainly knew that Wu Zhu had noticed this, but he pretended not to know. Instead, he looked at Wu Zhu with horror, then covered his chest with some fear, and said tremblingly:
"Ji Zhu, don't be like this. I'm a serious person. I don't like men and I don't mess around with that kind of thing. You are not allowed to have those dirty thoughts about me."
As soon as he said this, Ye Shouren was almost disgusted to death by himself. As he spoke, he glanced at the window on the other side. Wen Jing had just jumped out from there. He deliberately said such words to disgust him and give Wen Jing a chance to hide.
When Ji Zhu saw that there was no one in Ye Shouren's room, he was a little unwilling. He was about to lie down and look under the bed, but Ye Shouren covered his chest in an eye-catching way, which immediately made Ji Zhu, who was five feet and three inches tall, feel sick to his stomach. He looked at Ye Shouren with extreme disgust and cursed:
"Get lost, only dogs would think bad of you."
"Then why did you lift my quilt? You are despicable, shameless, indecent, and worse than an animal." In order to give Wen Jing time to escape, Ye Shouren had already started talking incoherently and making up stories.
This made the pillar speechless. His face turned red like a monkey's buttocks and he stammered, feeling angry and anxious:
"No, please explain clearly. How am I...why am I worse than an animal?"
Ye Shouren didn't know what happened to Wen Jing at this time, and couldn't continue to deal with 꺶 Zhu. He looked at 꺶 Zhu and then at the opened quilt, with a wronged look on his face.
The pillar at this time:? ? ? ?
He suspected that he had encountered an evil spirit that night.
At this time, Zhu Niang also put on a dress and went out of the yard. She shouted loudly:
"Wen Jing, Wen Jing, why didn't you go to bed this evening?"
From the thatched hut in the corner of the yard came Wen Jing's voice with a strong Yunnan accent:
"Mother, I'm taking a shit in the toilet, what's wrong with you?"
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