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The moonlight quietly climbed up the branches, the surroundings were quiet, not even the sound of insects, and the people around were breathing evenly, as if they had already fallen asleep.

Wang Chunhua's eyelids moved, and she turned towards He Qianlin who was sleeping next to her. After a while, hearing that He Qianlin next to her seemed to be fine, she opened her eyelids and took a closer look. Look, seeing that there was nothing unusual, he opened his eyes in relief, and stared at He Qianlin carelessly.

The person in the dream, the hibiscus comes out of the clear water, and it is naturally carved, like a fresh and open flower, not indisputably charming, but eye-catching, the cheeks are like cream, the pores are so delicate that you can't see clearly, through the night through the window, the cheeks are even more beautiful Tender as a shelled egg, one can't help but want to take a bite.

He reached out and waved his hand in front of the sleeping man, seeing that He Qianlin didn't respond, Wang Chunhua nodded in satisfaction, slowly lowered his hand, and gently twisted the skirt of He Qianlin's nightgown. The budding spring.

Unexpectedly, the person under her turned around suddenly, and Wang Chunhua was so frightened that she quickly withdrew her hand. She felt her heart beat a little faster than usual. Damn, why did she feel like a thief? Looking at He Qianlin, she unconsciously arched her back towards him, and then fell silent again.

Real sleep or fake sleep?No, if this person was a fake sleeper, how could he have deceived himself? It must have been a coincidence just now. Not only did Wang Chunhua not be depressed by one mistake, but it ignited a raging flame in his heart that refused to admit defeat.

Hmph, in this world, there is nothing you want to do but can't do. He Qianlin, if I don't see your body today, I, Wang Chunhua, will come to this world for nothing!

Wang Chunhua tiptoed out of bed, and quietly lurked beside the bed. With the determination to win, her plain hand landed on He Qianlin's skirt smoothly, a little proudly, and looked up at He Qianlin, but met a pair of calm and innocent Bo's eyes, Wang Chunhua took a step back subconsciously, but forgot that she was squatting at the moment, and couldn't help buttocks fell on the cold ground.

"You...you didn't sleep?" Wang Chunhua pointed at He Qianlin's expressionless face, a little in disbelief.

He Qianlin blinked, and looked quietly at Wang Chunhua, who had lost her face. She had to say that Wang Chunhua was the most beautiful person she had ever seen. She didn't know how to describe it. Anyway, she had never seen a living person or corpse. There is Wang Chunhua who is so beautiful, but why this person behaves so strangely, how can I depend on his body when we meet.

Realizing that she was actually frightened by He Qianlin, Wang Chunhua couldn't help being furious. She propped her body up, like a hungry tiger, and threw herself on He Qianlin's body.

He Qianlin was slightly taken aback, and subconsciously pushed away the person who was straddling her. It has to be said that He Qianlin's strength is still quite strong, after all, a corpse is much heavier than a living person, and He Qianlin is a person who has been moving corpses for a long time , in desperation, he pushed with all his strength, and pushed Wang Chunhua backwards, turned over and fell directly under the bed.

Seeing that the person who fell under the bed suddenly became silent, He Qianlin was a little anxious, pursed her lips, and hurriedly got up to look, and found Wang Chunhua lying on the ground in a strange posture, lying motionless, with a bad heart, He hurriedly straightened Wang Chunhua, but saw that the forehead was already red and swollen, and there was a trace of blood oozing out, and he couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

He stretched out his hand and shook it, but saw that Wang Chunhua was still limp, as if she had passed out, bit her lip, and hugged Wang Chunhua horizontally. Putting it on the bed, I saw that the clothes of the unconscious man were messy, his two white thighs were exposed to the air, and there was a bruise on the inner side of the left thigh, which must have accidentally hit the edge of the bed when he fell.

No matter how you look at this appearance, it is a pitiful appearance after being raped. He Qianlin was a little flustered. She made her immediate boss unconscious on the first night. The injury on her forehead looks serious, and it may be disfigured. .

He Qianlin suddenly thought of Liu Yan. The last time she didn't notice that a bamboo strip on a wreath accidentally hung on her face. It was just such a small invisible scratch, and she was worried about it for a week, pulling herself nagging every day. Nagging, what should I do if I lose my appearance, and said that by the way, I told myself very seriously that the most important thing a woman pays attention to is her own appearance, otherwise she will not be able to get married.

Now it seems that Wang Chunhua can't get married because of her carelessness?so what should I do now?But I am a woman, what should I do, I can't marry Wang Chunhua, and Wang Chunhua can't marry, what should I do?There was a sudden soreness in my heart. Is this fear?

He Qianlin's pupils suddenly dilated. This was fear. She hadn't experienced this emotion for a long time. It seemed that when she was young, she saw the corpse of a car accident for the first time. They are all red and yellow. I was in such a mood at the time. I was so scared that I threw myself into the arms of the master. I dared not go out for several days. Later, as I grew up, nothing could scare me anymore.

But now, he felt fear again because of Wang Chunhua?Somewhat subtle, but indescribable, He Qianlin pursed her lips, took a deep breath, then ran to the next door and knocked on Liu Yan's door forcefully.

"Hey, I said you little enemy, did I owe you in my previous life? I'm here in the middle of the night, this is it!" Liu Yan yawned, and opened the door impatiently.

"Hey, what are you asking me to do? You better have something to do, or I'll kill you little brat! Ah... this... is this the curator?" Liu Yan was dragged by He Qianlin to the curator's apartment, looking Looking at the unconscious person lying on the bed, he only felt that his eyes, which were tired and unable to open, suddenly became refreshed, and he screamed involuntarily, and felt that his heart began to become irregular.

"What... what's going on, you little bastard, the curator just took office, and you dare to beat her like this, don't you want to live? You worthless thing, what are you still doing in a daze, pack up your clothes and run away, I really owe you in my previous life!"

Liu Yan hastily pushed He Qianlin who was stunned to the side, but her hands were not idle, she stretched them tremblingly under the tip of Wang Chunhua's nose, feeling the slightly warm breath, and finally let go of the heart hanging in her throat , stretched out his hand and slapped He Qianlin's arm, twisted He Qianlin's ear fiercely and started cursing: "You dead boy, luckily the curator is fine, I was really scared by you, and I was still doing it in a daze." What, hurry up and get some ice cubes from the kitchen, the curator is really pitiful, something like this happened on the first day of taking office."

He Qianlin watched Liu Yan wrap the ice cubes in cloth to help the unconscious Wang Chunhua reduce the swelling, walked to the side, tucked the quilt indiscriminately, covered Wang Chunhua's two white thighs, and then moved a bench in a regular manner sit aside.

"Hey, I'm afraid it's going to be disfigured." Liu Yan feels distressed. Although the wound is not deep, there are definitely some tiny marks that can be seen. If you leave bangs, it can cover it. The last thick bangs really ruined a bit of agility.

He Qianlin was a little nervous, reached out and pinched the corner of her nightgown, wrinkled her brows slightly, and said softly, "I...marry"

Liu Yan was taken aback by the movement in his hand, blinked at He Qianlin, and raised a strange smile: "Tsk tsk, this year's opening is a month earlier than last year, which is not bad. You still have to talk more, kid. No matter how this happened today, I know that if you are willing to speak, the curator will not be able to reach this point! You say that you are a child, and it’s not like you can’t speak, and your voice is as beautiful as a lark. Why don't you want to say more?"

Liu Yan saw that He Qianlin lowered her head, her lips were tightly pressed, and she seemed to be more resistant to her own topic, so she couldn't help sighing quietly and said: "Silly boy, take good care of the curator, talk more, and make amends, you know? That woman doesn't like beauty, if tomorrow the curator can't accept this wound, he will drive you away, you are young and don't have an ID card, and you can't even find a job!"

"I...marry" He Qianlin spoke with difficulty, still using these two words.

Liu Yan calmed down in an instant. Ever since He Qianlin was seven years old and her master left because of getting old, He Qianlin hadn't spoken since then. She had been staring at the corpse in a daze, and occasionally said something to the corpse. But as time went on, it became less and less, and now I can't speak a few words in a year, but repeating two words in a row today is definitely a rare thing in a hundred years.

"What did you say? You married, I heard you right! You are a woman, and the curator is also a woman, which is too ridiculous. No, I absolutely cannot agree." Liu Yan shook her head forcefully.

He Qianlin was a little anxious. She remembered receiving a corpse once. The corpse had died of an infectious disease. But the girlfriend of the corpse ran over. Seeing that the person she liked had died, she was so angry that she bumped her head to death in the cremation room.

He Qianlin only felt that the appearance of the girl in her memory gradually became blurred, and her face suddenly changed into Wang Chunhua's, and she slammed straight towards the wall of the cremation room.

"No... she can't marry..." He Qianlin's stammering words just fell, Liu Yan's voice suddenly rose a little bit, and she looked at He Qianlin in disbelief, and asked with a face: "What did you say? The curator married no one?"

With a heart full of twists and turns, how could a woman as beautiful as the curator be unable to marry, and she wasn't the kind of woman who lost her innocence.

Wait... lost your innocence?Liu Yan's eyes burst open suddenly, and she lifted the quilt from Wang Chunhua's body, exposing two snow-white thighs out of thin air, with bruises on the inside of her thighs, Liu Yan was about to take a closer look, when the lifted quilt was pushed down, and then Looking up, I saw He Qianlin pursing her lips, staring straight at herself, looking closely, there seemed to be some displeasure in her eyes.

"You little bastard, you...you are so mad at me, you dare to attack the curator Bawang, how old are you, you actually do such a thing that is inferior to a beast, you...you..." Liu Yan stretched out her hand and poked He Qianlin's forehead fiercely. She felt her blood was surging, and she felt a surge of anger in her heart. You son of a bitch, as a woman, she dared to fight another woman's overlord, what face would she have to face her master.