Chapter 047 Chapter 47
By around three in the afternoon, the two of them had bought almost everything she wanted.
Xia Meng felt a little embarrassed at first. Not only did she let Li Zhou be her bodyguard, but she also asked him to be her bag carrier.
So she simply suggested that she buy something in return for him as a token of her appreciation.
Xia Meng: "You just moved in, so there probably aren't any daily necessities in the house, right? Do you need to buy any daily necessities? How about I give you a set?"
Li Zhou shrugged casually and said, "I'm fine with anything. What do you want to give me?"
Xia Meng thought for a moment and suggested, "What are you missing?"
Xia Meng is actually a relatively pragmatic person.
Her home is simply decorated, but every piece of furniture is practical.
In her opinion, if you want to give a gift, you must give something that the other person can use.
Li Zhou thought about it again and again, but couldn't figure it out.
If Xia Meng is pragmatic, then he is casual.
Perhaps because he has been running around since he was a child, he has never felt a sense of belonging to any place.
Whether it's a hotel or a dormitory, whether it's an office or a small apartment, it's all the same to him.
It's just a change of place.
It is impossible to associate it with the word "home".
In fact, Li Zhou didn’t even know what his family was like.
However, he would think it would be nice if it could be decorated like Xia Meng's home, simple and warm.
Li Zhou asked, "What do you think I'm missing?"
As they were talking, the two of them had already entered the elevator.
Upon hearing this, Xia Meng said calmly, "How about this? I'll go to your house and buy you anything you need. This is my way of thanking you for your help these past few times."
Li Zhou nodded: "Thank you."
Xia Meng curled her lips in amusement: "It was me who thanked you, why are you still thanking me?"
Li Zhou tilted his head to look at her, and seemed unconsciously infected by her smile, so he smiled too.
"I help you only because I want to help you."
Hearing this, Xia Meng gave him a thumbs-up: "Great, great, helping others is a modern-day Lei Feng. Your thinking is really high."
He was very skillfully given another good guy card.
Li Zhou: "...Thank you."
…
The elevator stopped at the floor where Li Zhou lived.
Xia Meng simply went straight to his house to see what he needed.
Li Zhou opened the door and motioned for her to go in first.
Xia Meng took off her shoes at the entrance and walked in barefoot.
The landlady had already cleaned the place before we moved in.
The layout of the room is not much different from her house upstairs, with two bedrooms and a living room.
Li Zhou had very little luggage, basically just two sets of Black Tower uniforms and some spare clothes.
Apart from that, there is nothing else.
Xia Meng looked around and found that the room still seemed to be in the same condition as it was for rent, and it didn't look like anyone was living there.
...He lacks too much.
She turned her head and looked around, and found that he didn't even have a cup to drink water.
Not to mention all the kitchen utensils.
The kitchen was bare, as were the living room and bedroom, with nothing but basic furniture.
Xia Meng thought, this is too much missing.
Fortunately, she didn't boast that she would buy everything for him, otherwise she would have gone bankrupt.
She looked inside the bedroom door and saw that the bed was only covered with a simple bedspread, without even a quilt.
She looked back at him in confusion.
Li Zhou: "It's okay, I don't need it."
He was used to it a long time ago and could sleep anywhere.
Xia Meng shook her head helplessly: "Your life is too rough."
When he made braised beef noodles for her before, she thought he was a delicate boy, but she didn't expect that he would be exposed as a real boy after one look at his house.
Xia Meng looked outside. The weather was getting a little hot, and she was too lazy to go out.
So she said directly: "I have an unused air-conditioned quilt upstairs. I'll take it down and let you use it first. By the way, I'll also get you a new three-piece suit."
Li Zhou leaned against the wall next to him and chuckled, "Thanks."
So Xia Meng turned around and prepared to go home to get her things.
Li Zhou followed happily again.
When I was getting on the elevator, I happened to meet the landlady coming back.
The landlady looked at them and smiled: "Oh, Xiaoxia, are you living downstairs?"
Xia Meng laughed: "What's the connection? I'll just go downstairs and take a look."
The landlady looked at her, then at Li Zhou who was standing behind her, with an expression that said, "I understand, I understand everything."
It turned out that he went to live upstairs.
Young people nowadays are really something. They live together anyway, so why do they have to rent two houses? Why waste that money?
So, under the gossipy eyes of the landlady, Xia Meng could only watch with her eyes and nose.
When the elevator reached the upper floor, Xia Mengfei rushed out to open the door and pulled Li Zhou into the room.
The door closed behind her. Xia Meng changed into slippers, walked in, and sat down directly on the sofa.
Li Zhou paused at the entrance and asked in confusion: "Aren't you...?" Do you want to get him a blanket?
Xia Meng waved her hand: "Wait a minute, if we go out now, we might run into the landlady."
She pointed casually and said, "Sit wherever you want. Eat and drink whatever you want."
Li Zhou couldn't help but chuckle and went to the kitchen with the things she bought in both hands.
His cat walked out from the entrance with cat steps, jumped onto the sofa skillfully, and went straight to Xia Meng's little ferret.
Xia Meng looked up and smiled: "Master Mao, are you here to work again? It's just right. My back is so sore. Can you rub it for me?"
Master Cat had just arrived in front of the little ermine and hadn't shown his power yet when he was drafted into the army.
It turned its head and looked at Li Zhou eagerly.
What kind of spirit being does this kind of work all day long?
Li Zhou was skillfully sorting the things he bought into different categories.
Hearing the sound, he gave Maomao a look.
At just one glance, the cat shrank back, reluctantly letting go of the little ferret it had already caught, and began to work with frustration.
Xia Meng lay down on the sofa, and it squatted on her back, kneading her back with its two white gloves.
Master Mao's movements are becoming more and more skillful.
Not long after, Xia Meng fell into a deep sleep on the sofa.
After a while, Li Zhou walked over silently.
Slowly squat down in front of the sofa.
He stared at her sleeping profile without blinking.
For some unknown reason, he couldn't help but want to reach out and touch her face.
He reached out his hand, but before he touched the skin on her face, his fingertips felt her slow, warm breath.
The fingertips paused and slowly moved down.
Less than a centimeter away, he silently depicted the shape of her plump and beautiful lips.
Li Zhou's gaze lingered on her lips for a long time.
"Meow~"
The sudden sound of a cat's meow brought Li Zhou back to his senses.
Only then did he realize that he had unknowingly approached her.
He felt a little flustered for a moment and subconsciously looked up and kept his distance.
He raised his head and looked towards the source of the cat's meow.
His spirit body was still lying on Xia Meng's lower back.
It lay there, staring at Li Zhou quietly, as if it was looking at some strange sight.
It is said that animals' eyes are the purest.
At a certain moment, Li Zhou seemed to feel that some of his thoughts were exposed in front of it.
He suddenly raised his hand and waved.
The spirit body immediately dispersed into a ball of light blue smoke on the spot. After flying for a distance, it gathered into the shape of a cat again.
The cat jumped off the sofa and ran away.
Li Zhou looked at Xia Meng's sleeping face again.
I remembered that Xia Meng had praised him for being helpful before.
Where is his helpfulness?
He just... from the first time he saw her -
Watching her and following her seemed to have become an instinctive habit for him.
It's a wonderful feeling.
It was as if his body was instinctively telling him that she should be his imprint guide.
But...is this possible?
In fact, he has been thinking about this problem in the past few days.
Regarding the possibility that Xia Meng is his engraving guide.
At first he thought it was impossible.
The time doesn't match.
Xia Meng woke up too late.
When he awakened more than ten years ago, he could already clearly sense the presence of the guide.
He could sense that the guide existed somewhere in this world.
Although at that time, Xia Meng had already been born and was already a teenager.
But she has not awakened, she is just an ordinary human being.
Without spiritual power, you cannot be perceived.
But to say she is not...
Li Zhou's thoughtful gaze fell on her face.
These days, every time when it was late at night and he woke up from his dreams, he couldn't help but think about the possibility that Xia Meng was the engraving guide.
When did she awaken?
The day after they met, she woke up.
Doesn’t this explain something?
Is her awakening related to him?
All the doubts were reminding him that she might be different to him.
But he could never find any solid evidence to prove that she was the one.
These days, every time he looked into Xia Meng's eyes, many complex and contradictory emotions always emerged in his heart.
One part hopes she is the one.
It seemed that only this could explain why he was always inexplicably attracted to her and occupied her thoughts.
On the other hand, he didn't want her to be.
He didn't want to have to point the knife at her one day in the future.
…
Xia Meng felt that she was trapped in a certain mental picture again.
This situation has happened so frequently recently that Xia Meng immediately determined that she was not dreaming.
But in someone's mental picture.
So here comes the question.
Whose mental picture is this?
There was a large cloud of smoke all around.
There is a faint sound of water and the rustling of leaves in the wind.
As the mist cleared, she saw she was in an unfamiliar place.
In front of it is a spacious European-style square pool with four white angel sculptures standing at the four corners of the pool.
The little angel with wings is holding a bottle of water and pouring it into the pool.
The sound of water that Xia Meng heard came from here.
Bright red petals float on the water.
There are also clusters of blooming roses growing by the pool, their beautiful reflections reflected on the water surface.
The water seemed lukewarm.
The surface of the water was filled with water vapor with the scent of flowers.
This pool should be a bathing pool.
Surrounding the pool are more than a dozen gray granite pillars that are more than ten meters high and can be hugged by several people.
The stone pillars are carved with exquisite relief patterns, and the outside of the stone pillars are filled with various broad-leaved plants.
From time to time, the sound of birdsong can be heard.
The top of the bath is hollow.
The warm afternoon sun slanted down from the sky, dividing the entire surface of the water into two sides of light and dark.
Xia Meng felt as if she had just come out of the water, her body lazily leaning on the low couch at the end of the pool.
The low couch was also beautifully carved with reliefs, and gorgeous silk pillows cushioned her body.
She lazily propped up her head and turned her head to see that outside the couch was a wide view of the mountains and forests.
This ancient European-style bathhouse appears to be built on a hill.
There is a dense forest at the foot of the mountain, which is uninhabited and far away from the hustle and bustle.
She didn't know where this was.
I don’t know whose mental picture this is.
But the strange thing was that she didn't feel fear or terror, nor even rejection.
Perhaps it was because the sunlight and temperature here were just right, she even felt a little drowsy.
At this time, a tall figure appeared silently at the other end of the bathtub.
Is a man.
He is a mixed-race man with deep facial features.
The man was wearing only a long robe, slightly cinched at the narrow waist, with the loose fabric draped over his left shoulder.
Revealing the firm lines of the right shoulder and chest muscles.
There seemed to be a tattoo-like mark on the left chest covered by the cloth.
Only half of it was exposed. The lines were very thin and the patterns were delicate and complex. Xia Meng couldn't see what the pattern was exactly.
The man also seemed to have just taken a shower, with water still dripping from his dark brown hair.
Xia Meng was slightly stunned, just watching the man walk closer step by step.
She felt as if she didn't know this person.
But the body did not show any tension or rejection reaction.
She watched him walk in front of her, less than a meter away.
"Who are you?" she asked curiously.
However, the man did not answer her.
He lowered his head, bent down and half-knelt at her feet.
Then, she just watched him lean over, reach out his hand, and carefully and lovingly hold her feet.
Xia Meng lowered her eyes and looked.
Only then did she realize that she was dressed similarly, with only a long white cloth wrapped around her body, her shoulders and waist bound up with exquisitely patterned ornaments, her slender and smooth legs exposed, and her wrists and ankles also had decorations similar to flower vines.
The man held up one of her feet.
He leaned over and placed a cool kiss on the back of her foot.
Xia Meng raised her eyebrows.
She couldn't help but ask again: "Who are you?"
The man slowly raised his face.
That's a very beautiful face.
As exquisite as a god in Greek mythology.
Xia Meng looked at him.
The god has a pair of warm gray-blue eyes that seem to carry the light of water and stars.
It is like a pool of clear water, reflecting the sky and stars.
Slowly, those eyes that were so beautiful that frightened her were filled with tears.
Xia Meng was stunned.
I didn’t know what to do for a moment.
...What?
Did he feel so wronged just because he kissed her feet?
Then don’t kiss!
As she was thinking this, something suddenly hit her hand lightly, and it felt warm.
She lowered her eyes and found that a water mark suddenly appeared on the back of her hand.
She realized something a little slowly, raised her hand and touched her cheeks, and found that there were two warm tear marks on both cheeks.
She actually shed tears.
An indescribable sadness welled up in me.
At this moment, she seemed to clearly empathize with the inner sorrow of the man in front of her.
Although she had no idea what he was sad about.
"Why... are you crying?" Xia Meng asked in confusion. She reached out her hand and gently stroked his cheek.
The man stared at her in a daze, and subconsciously held her hand with his left hand.
He pressed his face against her palm like a puppy begging for mercy from its owner.
He slowly closed his eyes.
The tears in her eyes slid down and wet Xia Meng's palms.
"boom--"
At this moment, a loud thunder suddenly sounded in the sky without any warning.
Xia Meng suddenly turned around and watched a blood-red lightning flash across the originally clear sky in the distance.
The next second, the feeling of the puppy rubbing against her palm suddenly disappeared.
Xia Meng looked back and saw that the man's expression suddenly changed.
He opened his eyes, and a blood-red light flowed in his gray-blue eyes.
The pure white clothes on his body had turned into a dark black darker than the night at some point.
The eyes changed, the expression changed, and even the posture changed.
The man who had been looking up at her cautiously suddenly became incredibly imposing.
It was clearly the same person, with the same face, but he seemed to have suddenly become another person.
Behind him, the sky suddenly darkened.
Thick dark clouds rolled in.
The crystal clear pool suddenly turned blood red.
His hand suddenly tightened around her wrist, and with a little force, he pulled her towards him.
Xia Meng was caught off guard and was pulled by him, causing her body to lean over. He took advantage of the situation and pressed forward aggressively. He raised his hand and pushed her shoulder, forcing her body to lie flat.
Xia Meng wanted to rebuke him and shouted, "What are you doing? Stop it!"
He subconsciously tried to gather his spiritual power in his hands.
But nothing could be condensed.
The man seemed to have anticipated something and held down her limbs with force.
He grabbed both of her wrists above her head with one hand.
The man looked at her coldly, with deep hatred in his eyes.
Xia Meng, who was struggling desperately, was suddenly stunned.
Hatred?
Suddenly, he lowered his head and kissed her hard.
Their lips and tongues intertwined hotly.
He kissed her fiercely and domineeringly.
Xia Meng was kissed so hard that she almost couldn't breathe.
I felt like he was going to swallow me whole.
She was so frightened that she couldn't help shaking.
…
Xia Meng suddenly opened her eyes.
In front of me is a grayish-white ceiling.
There is a soft sofa under me.
She was on the sofa in her own home.
The sky outside was gray, and I couldn't tell whether it was dusk or dawn.
Her breathing was rapid, and she had not yet recovered from the scene just now.
She raised her hand to wipe the cold sweat from her forehead.
The pain from the shackles on my wrists seemed to have not faded yet.
She gathered herself and tried to calm her breathing.
Oops.
It really was a dream.
Why did she have such a strange dream?
Who was that... no, those two men in the dream?
Brown hair, gray eyes, deep features like a mixed-race person...
Is it Li Zhou?
But Li Zhou didn't seem to look like either of them at all.
The two men seemed to be two extremes, one extremely white and the other extremely black.
Like the holy angels in heaven and the cold-blooded Satan in hell.
But even though they were so different, she couldn't help but associate these two people with Li Zhou rationally.
Find your seat.
This dream was absurd and strange.
Xia Meng wiped her face and felt her mind was in a mess.
She looked around. Li Zhou had left, but his cat was still there, lying on the sofa next to them, cuddled up with Ergou. The two little guys were sleeping soundly.
She stood up and wanted to wash her face.
When I passed by the kitchen, I saw three plates of cooked dishes on the dining table.
It seems to have cooled down.
Xia Meng paused for a moment, then retracted her gaze and went into the bathroom.
Took a shower.
Finally washed off the stickiness.
Xia Meng came out and looked at the time. It was 6:20 in the morning.
It was getting brighter outside.
When I came out, the cat was no longer on the sofa.
Ergou was still sleeping, curled up in a ball, flattened by the cat, sinking completely into the sofa.
Somehow, Xia Meng suddenly remembered the scene in her dream where she was pressed into a pile of pillows by the man in black and was kissed until she couldn't breathe.
Xia Meng curled her lips and poked Ergou's head with her fingertips.
She muttered unhappily: "...Why don't you live up to your expectations?"
…
Ten minutes later, Xia Meng knocked on Li Zhou's door, holding a quilt and a set of three-piece bedding.
Li Zhou doesn't seem to be at home.
She pressed the doorbell for a long time, but no one opened the door.
Just as he turned around and was about to leave, the person in the room finally opened the door belatedly.
Li Zhou opened the door, holding the door handle with one hand and pressing the other hand on the door frame.
He lowered his eyes to look at her and asked softly, "What's wrong?"
Xia Meng's gaze subconsciously fell on his bare chest.
He was shirtless and wore a pair of loose trousers.
He seemed to have just woken up, with a hint of sleepiness still in his eyes.
He didn't seem to sleep well, his forehead and neck were covered with thin sweat.
Xia Meng's gaze involuntarily turned to his left chest.
Unlike the two men in her dream, he did not have the tattoo-like mark on his chest.
In fact, she knew what the mark in the dream was.
It should be an engraved mark.
She had never seen it with her own eyes, but it was said that after the whistle was engraved, the engraved totem would appear on the bodies of the two people.
The totem pattern is different for each person, and the location is basically either on the left chest, on the neck, or on the wrist artery.
There were no marks on Li Zhou's neck or hands.
At this time she confirmed that there was nothing on her chest.
Xia Meng withdrew her gaze with a normal expression.
She said, "Didn't I promise to give you a blanket and a three-piece set yesterday? Here they are. Also, if I fall asleep, you can just wake me up. Did you sleep sitting up in the bedroom again last night?"
Li Zhou was silent.
She guessed it right.
But what she didn't know was that he was sitting on the balcony.
Xia Meng didn't know that she had a fatal attraction to many sentinels.
At night, those eyes lurking in the darkness could not help but become restless.
He sat on the balcony to deter those reckless prying eyes.
It was to tell them that Xia Meng was not someone they could wishfully dream about.
As a result, he fell asleep somehow in the middle of the night.
He couldn't remember exactly what he dreamed about.
He only remembered that he seemed to have dreamed of Xia Meng.
I dreamed of her tearful eyes and her warm and soft lips.
...Maybe what you think about during the day you dream about at night.
The delusions of the afternoon emerged from his subconscious at midnight.
Unscrupulously dragging him into his delusional dream.
The dream was so vivid that at this moment, he suddenly felt guilty and didn't dare to look into her eyes.
He was afraid that her sharp eyes would see through the inappropriate thoughts he indulged in in his dream.
He shifted his gaze and looked at the quilt in her arms.
He reached out his hand, took the things from her hand, and whispered a thank you.
But there was absolutely no intention of letting her in.
There was something obviously wrong with Li Zhou's avoidance of gaze.
It's full of guilt.
Unfortunately, Xia Meng felt a little uneasy when she saw Li Zhou at this time.
His mind was full of the two people in the dream who looked like him and yet looked nothing like him.
"Well..." Xia Meng scratched her head, "Since we're awake now, why don't we go early today?"
Li Zhou hugged the quilt and nodded: "Okay."
Xia Meng turned her head and turned quickly: "Then... leave in twenty minutes."
…
Ever since Xia Meng started working at the Black Tower, the carriage she often sat in had become visibly crowded.
People wearing black tower uniforms seemed to have squeezed into the same carriage intentionally or unintentionally, filling up the seats.
Today Xia Meng changed the time at the last minute and finally booked an empty car again.
This time, when the two of them got in the car, they both kept a few steps apart from each other, intentionally or unintentionally.
Xia Meng paid attention to Li Zhou's direction. Seeing that he seemed to be going to the seat in the carriage, she stopped at the door and leaned against it.
On Li Zhou's side, although he didn't go back to his seat, he unconsciously walked towards the door on the other side.
Xia Meng glanced at him and met Li Zhou's gaze.
Their eyes met, and they immediately looked away at the same time.
Along the way, each of them had their own thoughts and feelings of guilt.
…
Wang Xiangyi and Xia Meng agreed to meet at the Special Service Center at nine o'clock.
Xia Meng arrived early in the morning and went back to her office first.
She turned on the computer and entered the Black Tower's system.
The system's database is full of sentinel information that is not open to the public.
Since Xia Meng entered the Black Tower, she likes to go into the database and look at various information when she has free time.
With her authority, she couldn't see any particularly confidential information, so she started from the most basic and brushed up on her common sense.
She planned to take advantage of this morning's class to finish a homework that she had been putting off for several days - mental barriers and mental images.
Director Bai mentioned it to her casually on the day she first awakened.
Mental barriers and mental images, like spiritual bodies, are compulsory courses for Sentinel after awakening to humanity.
Unfortunately, there have been too many things going on recently, so Xia Meng put this matter behind her.
Taking advantage of the free time now, she decided to catch up on the lessons she had missed.
She tried it according to the method described in the database.
Release your mental power and build a big world in your body.
Build the mental picture first, then create the barrier outside.
However, Xia Meng got stuck at this first step.
Not to mention building a spiritual picture bit by bit, she couldn't even lay the foundation.
No matter how hard she tried, the mental picture was just emptiness, nothing.
Nothing can be built.
Not to mention the mental barrier.
Xia Meng tried for a whole hour but to no avail.
She opened her eyes and was completely dazed.
What's going on?
What about her mental picture?
Ran away from home?
Before, she had thought that the forest where she picked up Ergou was her spiritual picture.
So she took it for granted that there was nothing wrong with her mental picture.
She never expected that not only was it not a forest, but she didn't even have a mental picture of it.
Xia Meng scratched her head, a question mark popping up in her mind.
Eh...no?
Was it her fault, or was there something wrong?
She tried it again, unconvinced.
Even more cautious than the previous times, paying more attention to every detail.
After going through the whole process, she opened her eyes blankly again.
???
…
Xia Meng kept trying until almost nine o'clock.
After the last attempt, she gave up completely.
It seems that it is useless for her to figure it out on her own.
She could only go back to Lao Wang to help her think of a solution.
A guide without even a mental picture...
Xia Meng sighed.
Forget it, it seems that she has not been following the usual path since the first day of awakening.
There is just no mental picture, it’s okay.
At exactly nine o'clock, Xia Meng arrived at the special service center on time.
As soon as the elevator opened, Wang Xiangyi arrived.
He was sitting on the sofa at the front desk of the Secret Service Center in formal attire.
Wang Xiangyi sat there with a frown on his face, and it was obvious that he was in a very bad mood.
Xia Meng understood it at a glance.
There are sentinels coming and going around here, and the concentration of sentinels is extremely high.
Wang Xiangyi is a guide who hates sentries to the extreme. If it weren't for Xia Meng's special training, he probably wouldn't want to appear in this place again in his life.
Xia Meng hurried forward.
"Master! I--" She wanted to take the opportunity to communicate the bad news she discovered this morning to Wang Xiangyi in advance.
As a result, Wang Xiangyi nodded as a greeting when he saw her coming, without any intention of exchanging pleasantries with her. He just waved his hand, stood up and said, "I have already booked a room for special training. Let's go."
Xia Meng was interrupted by him and her attention was diverted.
She followed him and asked curiously, "Special training? How are you going to do it?"
She still remembered that Wang Xiangyi said yesterday that he would teach her how to protect herself.
What is self-protection?
Is it something like women's self-defense?
How does the master plan to teach?
Xia Meng happily followed Wang Xiangyi into a room with walls on all sides.
A room specially used for special training by special agents.
The room has been renovated and the walls are all covered with bulletproof and explosion-proof materials.
The sentries train in fighting, exercise their superpowers, and simulate combat in this room, so the safety factor here is very high.
There was someone already in the room.
And he's an acquaintance.
It turned out to be the one who followed her yesterday and was thrown out by Li Zhou.
Xia Meng was puzzled: "Why is he here?"
Wang Xiangyi said nonchalantly, "As for sparring partners, the more the better. This scumbag is at least a Psychic, so he's still somewhat useful. Let's start today's special training with him."
Xia Meng opened her mouth wide.
My first reaction was, did I get the consent of that scumbag over there... well, did I get that person's consent?
Did he come here voluntarily? Or was he kidnapped by Wang Xiangyi?
Seeing the fear and panic in the man's eyes, Xia Meng felt that there was no need to ask these questions.
She turned around silently and asked, "Master, will we be brought to justice later?"
Wang Xiangyi curled his lips coldly. "What do you think the Inquisition is for? The sentry dared to attack the guide. He's lucky he didn't get thrown into jail for ten years. He's doing this at best as a meritorious service. Being able to serve as your sparring partner is the last bit of use we can squeeze out of this scumbag."
He calls me a scumbag.
Wang Xiangyi has a deep resentment.
Xia Meng nodded obediently, feeling sorry for this unlucky guy in her heart.
I was beaten up by Li Zhou yesterday, and I felt like someone beat me up again last night. I'm probably going to be beaten up by her again today.
Therefore, one should not harbor evil thoughts.
Otherwise you will have to pay the price again and again.
Xia Meng finished lighting the candles and then rubbed her hands in anticipation without any sympathy: "Master, where do we start?"
Wang Xiangyi raised his chin and said contemptuously, "Let's start by putting a leash on the dog."
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