Transmigrating Into A Cannon Fodder

Lin Xiao's word is a splitting headache, and his throat is not consciously overflowing.

She struggled to open her eyelids, and the glaring light made her unable to adapt for a while, and quickly raised her hand to cover it.

Her fingertips have not touched the forehead, and her movements have stagnated.

Eyes that open the gap, seeing the bruises on your wrists.

Shocked and big, how did she get hurt?

After the knowledge, I feel that it hurts.

What makes her hair upside down is that she feels that the body under the quilt is not in the air.

Her brain almost stopped working.

Sit up and look away, the antique room.

The dressing table is placed near the corner of the window, and the left and right sides are drawers from top to bottom.

The rouge gouache box is splinter on the table, and the style is very delicate. There is an oval wooden stool under the table. There is a mahogany carved wardrobe in front of it, and there are many mahogany boxes.

On the left is a floor hood with gauze hanging on it, and the mahogany box extends all the way to the next room.

The bed underneath is a wooden structure with a mattress around it, and the red yarn on the top of the head is like a cigarette.

The bed was covered with a colorful scorpion, and it was a new one. The body is covered with a large red quilt, embroidered with a dragonfly pattern on the water, and the pillow is also.

Is she dreaming?

Just as she was so aggressive, there was a cautious knock on the door, followed by the girl’s gentle tone: "Miss, it’s time to get up, the old lady is waiting to drink your daughter-in-law tea, Dagongzi. Already waiting there."

Lin Xiaoci: I am really dreaming!

Go back again, close your eyes, wake up from here and wake up, you should be able to return to the real world.

But the pain on her body is too real, she can't sleep at all.

When you open the quilt, you don't have a good piece of meat.

The initiator is definitely a wretched man, too perverted!

At this time, the external urging sounded again, and a little more anxious: "Miss, did you hear the slaves? It should be up, let the elders of the family wait for you, and you will be punished too late."

Lin Xiao's words are overwhelming. I intend to continue this strange dream. Maybe I wake up in the next second? Ying Sheng: "This is up."

The prostitute outside the door: "Miss, do you want to go in and wait for you to wash?"

Lin Xiao's words are thinking, but the traces on her body do not want to be seen by others. Even if you dream, you can't do it: "No, you are at the door."

Lin Xiao's words wrapped in the quilt and got out of bed. The foot fell to the ground. Although there was a quilt as a cushion, it still hurts her to take a breath.

This is not like a dream.

Especially the leg heart, a strange feeling of unfamiliarity.

She knows what it means even without experience.

If it is a dream, the senses are too real.

The next moment, a fear of heart spread spread throughout the body.

She shuddered, a bold idea: she won't cross it?

Endure the pain to the window, face bronze mirror, fifteen or six years old, long hair and waist, frowning dagger, Yan Ruohua, all the gestures are style.

She thinks that the two words in the stunner are the most appropriate!

But this is not her!

She is a type of Xiaojiabiyu, although her body shape is also very embarrassing, but far from the woman in the mirror.

What the **** is this all about?

Last night, she was clearly sitting at home, how did she wake up and come here?

Forced to suppress the panic of the heart, decided to take a step forward and find clothes in the cabinet.

The clothes of a cabinet are the same color as people, and they are gorgeous and unparalleled. She turned around for a long time to find a set of light pink costumes, and studied it for a while before she barely put it on.

Move to the front of the washbasin stand and wash your face and sit on the dressing stool.

Will not lick your hair, think of the maid waiting outside the door. Call her Miss, it should be her dowry.

The original master can marry with shackles, and there are so many dowries, Miss Qianjin is undoubted, and the shelf: "You come in and comb my hair."

"Yes." The prostitute flew into the bedroom from the room and glanced at the bed, his face changed slightly.

Lin Xiao's words looked at her without traces. She was only 13 or 4 years old and she was very well-behaved.

The head is tied with a sly, the face is round and round, and it seems that the days are good.

She respectfully stood behind Lin Xiao's words and leaned over the whisper: "Miss, don't you say that you only play with Dagongzi? How are you...

This is also good, the province's two young ladies think that you are married to the big son for the second son, and the old lady gives you a look. ”

Lin Xiao's words did not digest the prostitute for a long time, except shocked or shocked.

But she still doesn't understand the situation. Now she can only wait and see what has changed, silently bowing her head and not making a sound.

Ruan said: "Miss, do you want to put on your makeup and comb your hair."

Lin Xiaozi looked at the face reflected in the bronze mirror, the beauty was amazing, and there was a layer of something on his face. Instead, it will detract from her beauty: "No need."

He sighed, picked up the comb, and the movement was gentle, but she still snorted for a moment when the hair was pulled.

hiss!

She frowned, and her hand touched the back of her head and drummed a big bag. Last night, the original owner was definitely violently abused by her newlywed husband.

hateful!

Even hit a woman, still playing such a beautiful and moving woman, he also has to go!

The expression on Lin Xiao's face became gloomy.

He was flustered and giggled: "Miss, slaves are not intentional, and they spared slaves."

Lin Xiao's words were shocked. For the first time, someone was kneeling down before her and quickly helped her up: "I don't blame you, you don't have to kneel down, stand up and talk."

I looked at Lin Xiaoyu strangely and hesitated to stand up. Soon she helped her to make a fuss, and put a golden step on her head.

Lin Xiaozi felt that his head was panicked. After he took it, he found a plain flower in the jewelry box: "This is it."

"Miss, do you usually don't like the beaded?" This is like a lady, she has always been clean, and I am worried that she will say that you are learning her."

Lin Xiaoci: "..."

The second lady is very plain, she is enchanting goods?

I don't want to compare with a woman who has never met.

Turned over the jewellery box and found a color crystal short plaque similar to the look of the clothes: "This is it." Charming and playful.

She helped her to wear it and arranged clothes for her.

He called the next person to clean up the room, and she accompanied Lin Xiaoshi to the front hall.

Lin Xiaoyu enjoys the scenery of the courtyard along the way, the bridge is flowing, the rockery is rocky, and the garden is even more beautiful than the scenic area. The bottom of the house looks very thick.

Just why Jingcha let her go, that man is not a thing!

I want to ask the man about the behavior of the man, and worry about causing their suspicion.

And she noticed that the prostitutes who had just entered the house, all looking at her eyes with awe, should be all her.

But the prostitute who walked around the courtyard, she was disgusted when she saw her, and did not hide it.

When I thought of the words when I entered the house, the original owner married the Dagongzi for the second son of this family.

There was a flash in my head, and she felt that something was coming out.

The body is not feeling well, she walks very slowly.

The prostitute glared at this gap: "Miss, wait for the old lady to say something to you, you endure a temper, don't conflict with them, so as not to be hated."

Lin Xiaozi nodded, as long as she did not violate her bottom line, she would not cause trouble. 2k novel reading network