All The Male Leads Have Blackened

Cen Simao's eyes suddenly appeared wrong, and then she panicked. She bit her lower lip tightly, her body trembling, and she seemed very scared.

Bai Muzhi stood there, and the whole person showed a sense of alienation, which made people dare not approach. His eyes fell on Cen Simiao, as if looking at ants.

The expression in his eyebrows was particularly indifferent.

Cen Simao quickly lowered her head, her white neck was exposed to the air, and the light shone on it, making it whiter. She could not help crying, and the calculations on her face had disappeared.

She was as helpless as a child.

Let people see the bottom at a glance.

Bai Muzhi retracted his gaze, narrowed his eyes and continued to move forward. When passing by Cen Simiao, a sudden gust of wind passed, and he frowned slightly, and saw Ceng Simiao's tulle-like skirt floating on him.

Really disgusted.

Cen Simiao stretched out her arms, but the wind continued to blow, and even her sleeves blew up, exposing her skin. She couldn't care less, leaned forward, and the plumpness of her chest suddenly made Bai Mu's eyes look down.

The coldness in his eyes loosened slightly.

Cen Simiao was unaware of it and was in a hurry to pull the skirt back. She didn't dare to lift her head, and shrank her shoulders. She was miserable and pitiful.

"I ... I know it wrong, please forgive the slave's stupidity."

The voice was crying, and the whole person was faint.

Bai Muzhi doesn't like people who care about her heart, it should be said that she is extremely disgusted, but Cen Simiao is different. Before she broke her heart, her expression was very obvious, so she told her generously.

This stupidness makes him feel interesting.

Bai Mu stopped her voice cold: "Tear off the skirt."

Cen Simiao's eyes widened, tears were still hanging on his cheeks, looked up at him, Bai Muzhi's expression was still indifferent, and the coldness in her eyes made her drop her head again.

Her hands were shaking, she was extremely shy, and her cheeks were flushed. Have been hesitating, dare not tear. And from time to time, Bai Mu stopped glancing.

Impatiently he grew impatient.

Cen Simiao's expression suddenly flustered, clenching her teeth, closing her eyes, and being cruel.

"—— Doraemon".

The soft tulle was torn open, and she knelt on the ground, exposing a half-thin calf, quite seductive. The cheeks became more and more red, tense and helpless.

Bai Muzhi's expression returned to calmness, and he pursed his lips. I squinted at my shirt and wanted to change it back. Did not look at Cen Simiao again and left.

Looking at his back, Cen Simiao sighed.

Worried.

Furthermore, she was out of business, and ruined her veil.

Cen Simiao went back to the fire.

She was ashamed and coughed by the heavy smoke. Although Bai Muzhi waited to see her, she didn't show it at all, she was still cold.

She even counted her in front of the steward.

Cen Simiao was a little discouraged.

And there was no chance to meet Bai Muzhi, she had to wait for the opportunity.

Until later, the girl-in-law in Bai Muzhi's room suddenly fell ill, and the steward came over again to pick people up.

The steward is not short of money. In his eyes, this is not as good as the fly leg. The most important thing is the courtesy. Cen Simiao was quite sensible in his opinion.

Moreover, Cen Simiao usually spends a lot of time with these people, and once they get around, they are all familiar.

The supervisor wanted to just pick her up like this, but a few days ago behind the rockery, Bai Muzhi's words made him feel restless.

"How could there be such a stupid person as you."

Listening to this, you don't need to think about it to know that Bai Muzhi is tired of her.

Therefore, the steward repeatedly hesitated and hesitated to make a decision. Cen Simao knew what he was thinking, and whispered in the past, "If the leader really doesn't look at me, where will I stay to this day."

The steward froze.

Cen Simiao went into Bai Muzhi's room as expected.

She is not qualified to go to the back room to serve Bai Muzhi, and can only do some chores to clean the room. Fortunately, she met Bai Muzhi again.

She was cleaning the yard that day, and Bai Muzhi came out of the house, and a bunch of girl-in-law hurriedly bowed down to salute. He didn't hear anything, and nothing happened.

Cen Simiao was slow for a while, and when they finished speaking, she softened her voice.

Bai Muzhi's footsteps paused, his eyes puzzling, and he turned to look at Cen Simiao. The girls were puzzled, all of them secretly squinting at Cen Simiao, but found that she looked up with a bit of shyness: "Master, do you remember slaves?"

The girls were shocked. This was too daring, and they took the initiative to talk to the leader.

Bai Mu's eyes grew darker, and after looking at her for a while, her brows moved: "Take care of your thoughts, don't be stupid again."

The girls waited for him to order Cen Simiao to leave.

Cen Simiao was sobbing, biting her lower lip, trying to explain, but saw him look cold, turned around, her clothes flickered in front of her eyes, and walked forward.

No anger, just a word.

The girls did not respond for a moment, and they knelt on the ground with different thoughts.

Cen Simiao took the opportunity of cleaning and quietly went to Bai Muzhi's bedroom. There was no stove and it was cold. And the bed is still against the window, and it doesn't close when you sleep.

No wonder he looked so ugly.

She inquired with others, only to learn that Bai Mu couldn't stop seeing the flames. When she saw it, she had a headache and was very uncomfortable. I'm afraid it has something to do with the fact that his predecessor burned down his house when he was young.

Bai Muzhi would rather be frozen every winter so than reluctant to burn coal in the house.

Cen Smiao pondered for a long time, spent a lot of energy to get a stove, and placed it outside the room, this place is just at the end of Bai Muzhi's bed.

I ran several times to get the charcoal fire.

Especially heavy.

I accidentally bumped into Bai Muzhi, and she almost touched his clothes again. Cen Simao knelt down holding the charcoal fire, and Bai Mu stopped looking at her, bending her lips, but with a cold eyebrow: "Don't let me see you again."

She knelt without looking up.

For several nights, Cen Simiao kept the fire outside the room.

Whether he can feel warm and unimportant across a wall, the purpose is to make him aware of these things in the future.

The girl-in-law in Xunyoujiao started to catch wind and cold, and she is usually in good health at home, but coming here is just like water and soil. But the girl-in-law in Bai Muzhi's house had nothing to do, and there was no manpower elsewhere.

Liu Wuzhen was a decent disciple, playing with Bai Muzhi in the same village as a child. But Bai Muzhi's family was in trouble, and then a group of decent people went to the village to investigate the matter.

It was at that time that Liu Wuzhen worshiped one of them as a teacher.

It was found that Bai Muzhi was robbed by Xu You, but those people did not dare to do it, but said on the rivers and lakes that they were working hard to save Bai Muzhi.

Later Bai Muzhi killed the former leader and got the position of leader.

This group of people began to stir up, clamoring for Bai Muzhi to resign as the leader.

Xunyoujia's fierce martial arts should not exist.

Bai Muzhi didn't bother. They still did not dare to act like they did then, and sent Liu Wuzhen to persuade him. Liu Wuzhen was taught the dead mind, open his mouth and closed his mouth to embrace the world, and do not do evil.

Bai Mu settled down on his old feelings and didn't say much to him. It also spread the word that Liu Wuzheng could leave whenever he wanted.

Bai Muzhi really missed him when he was young, and even took Liu Wuzhen with a soft heart, and did not fortify him. Liu Wuzhen also treated him very well. He never had a bad mind. He just wanted to persuade Bai Muzhi to stop being the leader.

But then he listened to Master's words. As long as Bai Muzhi was killed, he would be famous on the rivers and lakes, and his status in the martial arts would be improved a lot.

The main thing is a word, Bai Muzhi is the leader of the Xunyoujiao. Remove him as he should and kill the people.

After eliminating the guilt in Liu Wuzhen's heart, Bai Muzhi was really killed.

Liu Wuzhen still lives in Xunyoujiao, and the girl-in-law just waits for him to pour tea next to him when he is studying in the evening, and does not need to stay there for the rest of the time.

But the girl who served him fell ill. Cen Simiao took the initiative to tell the steward that she had served in the past. When the evening was over, she would return to Bai Mu to stop here.

Liu Wuzhen's room was warm and the charcoal was burning. He sat behind the desk and flipped through the books. Cen Simiao fiddled with the charcoal basin a few times, and then laid a plate of snacks lightly.

He took it seriously and occasionally squeezed it.

Cen Simiao raised her eyebrows, picked up a snack from her fingertips, and put it on his lips. Liu Wuzhen didn't notice it, and opened her mouth subconsciously and took a bite.

After chewing for a long time, I felt something was wrong.

Liu Wuzhen frowned momentarily, seeming to be a little angry: "You don't have to be like this, just stay away and pour tea."

Cen Simiao was not anxious or annoyed, and was very gentle: "How about my son to spare me this time?"

He was still displeased, and kept reading the book.

After a while, Cen Simiao still gave him a snack. Liu Wuzhen became increasingly angry: "What are you doing!"

Cen Simao lowered her head, some grievances, and pursed her lips: "Serving the son."

He froze. "No."

Cen Simiao didn't move anymore.

However, Liu Wuzhen couldn't calm down anymore, the sound of turning the book became louder, and there was coldness in his brows. Accidentally glanced at Cen Simiao, she trembled, dropped her head, and bit her lower lip lightly.

A pitiful look.

He had no reason to feel uncomfortable. He reached for the tea cup, but accidentally knocked it down. The hot tea was about to flow out, Cen Simiao quickly rushed over, and held the book on his desk in his arms.

The back of the hand was flushed with tea.

She couldn't help but exclaim.

Liu Wuzhen stood up and frowned, she handed the book over, the corner of the book was splashed with a drop of tea, resisting the pain on the back of the hand, and blame herself, "I blame me for nothing."

Liu Wuzhen looked at her with a strange look: "It's just a book, why is it so?"

Cen Simiao looked down at the back of his hand. He held her wrist to look at the injury. It was already red and was about to swell. Liu Wu frowned, with a slight annoyance in his tone: "Just for a book?"

Cen Simiao looked up, tears were in her eyes, her eyelashes fluttered, and the tears fell to her cheeks.

Holding her wrist tight.