Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

She picked up the stool and threw it on Luo San's head.

The head was broken and the person was not dead. As He Xiangxiu said, Luo San's life was particularly hard.

During the first seven of the Xiao family, Luo Qinghe tortured her more vigorously, and Luo Yinghe also added fuel and jealousy. It didn't take long for her head to be smoked again by Luo Yinghe with a flower stick because she picked up a candy on the ground.

The sugar is for Jiang Zhi.

Jiang Zhi called her a fool.

When they met, it was just as the setting sun went down, the afterglow was red, the beautiful boy sweated on his forehead, and his face and eyes were red.

He said, "Luo San, follow me to Jiang's house."

The 16th Jiang Zhi, who hasn't grown up yet, stood in a piece of dog's tail grass, his thin back blocked the light: "Come to my house, I will use my pocket money to support you."

He put the candy she picked back into her hand: "I can buy you a house for this candy."

Luo San had red eyes and nodded vigorously.

That afternoon.

Jiang Zhilai gave her a box of marshmallows. The glass boxes were very delicate and much more beautiful than Luo Yinghe's.

He stuffed the box to her: "I didn't buy it." He explained awkwardly, "Xue Baoyi gave it."

All nonsense!

He bought it. He didn't like her picking other people's candy on the ground. He ran a few streets to buy her the most expensive one. Even the candy box was studded with diamonds.

He continued to talk nonsense: "Xue Baoyi recognizes it, the one who rode the motorcycle at the door last time was dyed with yellow hair."

He was young and duplicity.

Luo San believed such a lame lie. She believed everything he said: "I recognize it." The yellow hair who called him to weave brother also wore cross earrings.

Luo San felt that that person was foreign or foreign.

The boy was still talking nonsense. In order to give her a box of candy, he lied one after another: "We don't like to eat what a girl gave him."

She hummed twice, sat on the steps next to the small pool, picked the pink one to eat first, took a bite, and narrowed her eyes with satisfaction: "This candy is so soft."

Stupid.

"Have you never eaten it?"

She stuffed her mouth full of marshmallows, her cheeks bulged, and the chicken nodded like a peck.

Jiang Zhi frowned: "Whether I gave you candy last time?"

She replied in a rough voice: "I haven't eaten yet."

"Why not eat it?"

Not willing to eat.

Because the candy has packaging bags, the bags are colorful and beautiful, she couldn't bear to open it.

She said stupidly: "Save it for the New Year."

Jiang Zhi didn't know what to say about her.

"Meow."

"Meow."

The orange cat was lying on her feet, rubbing her hand with her head. She tore a little bit of sugar and gave it to eat. It sniffed and threw its head away.

She ate it by herself, putting one by one into her mouth, chewing on the candy, and the two thin black legs dangling back and forth, so happy.

Jiang Zhi was happy when he saw it, "Is it delicious?"

She nodded, picked a pink one, and fed it to his mouth: "You eat too."

The marshmallows are pink and tender, and the hands of the little bald head are black.

Jiang Zhi looked at Tang, and then at her hands, a little disgusted that she was dirty, but still opened his mouth and ate.

Too sweet.

But she likes it, she likes sugar very much.

"Then you will wait for me here tomorrow and I will bring you cotton candy."

She grinned at him: "Okay."

Pretty good.

Jiang Zhi picked up the lazily lying fat cat, threw it away, and put a veil on it. He sat down by himself, next to Luo San.

Fat cat Luo Si: "..."

"Meow!"

After spreading its teeth and claws twice, it lay down on the other side.

"Jiang Zhi." These two words, she shouted most smoothly.

He put his hands on the ground and leaned back: "Huh?"

She picked up the orange cat at her feet, rubbed his face so fat that he could not see his eyes, and squeezed out a pleasing expression for him: "Can Luo Si come to Jiang's house with me?" She cautiously "Ask for life" for the fat cat in his arms, "It doesn't eat much, and it can sleep outside."

Eat Luo Si, who scored more points than Luo San: "Meow."

Jiang Zhi took the cat over again and threw it away: "Yes." Ignoring the cat grinning at his feet, he asked, "What else to bring?"

She thought for a moment: "Pillows." She was so happy and smiled shyly, "I want to take my pillow." There are many good things in the pillow, and she wants to take it to his house.

The tattered pillow Eori has also seen him: "Bring whatever you want."

She was happier, kicked her legs happier, smiled timidly, showing a row of white teeth: "I won't eat for nothing, I can work for your house."

He asked: "What do you do?"

She thought about it seriously: "I will wash your clothes."

His tone was a bit instructive, and she was not the real murderer. He just didn't like her to wash her clothes: "Who wants you to wash? What kind of clothes are you a boy." Why is it hot? His ears and neck are a little red, "When I get to my house, I will find a school for you, and you will go to school."

Luo San nodded desperately, and said in a voice worse than that of a male duck: "You are so kind."

The corner of his mouth ran up, just not looking at her, looking at the red sun in the distance: "Where is it?"

"Anywhere."

Humph, say everything nicely.

It was very hot that day. He must have been fainted by the sun. He turned to look at her, making her black and white eyes bewitched.

He asked, "Then do you like me?"

She was stupid, her mouth was open, her saliva came out, all the marshmallows in her mouth fell and fell on his hand.

Dirty!

It's so dirty, he still thinks she is cute, he doesn't dislike her, and wipes the saliva from the corner of her mouth with the back of his hand: "Luo San, do you want to fall in love with me?"

She took a sip of water, her throat rolled, and she swallowed.

The sixteen-year-old boy was emotional for the first time and was at a loss: "I'm not a pervert, and I don't like boys, I just--"

Boo!

She kissed him on his face, touched his face, and said timidly: "Jianzhi, I like you so much."

"You are so dirty!"

After cursing, the boy blushed and smiled: "I will like you in general."

The sun was about to set, and Luo San only returned to the flower room. When he entered the door, he just hit the master Peng in the flower room.

Master Peng carried a bucket in his hand, blue plastic, and couldn't see what was in it. Luo Sannianling, smelled gasoline.

"Luo San."

Master Peng called her to stop, then shook his head: "It's nothing."

Luo San touched his bald head and went to the flower room to water.

In the evening of the same day, there was a fire in the Luo family, causing two deaths and one injury. On the same day, the young man of the Jiang family was seriously ill and unconscious.

Eight years later, Luo Changde was arrested for a murder in a flower house.

"Chairman."

There was no sound inside, and the servant said at the door: "Young Master was taken away by the police."

Still no one responded, and after a while, a cough came from inside.