Horror Game: Crazy criticizes a beauty who has no martial ethics

And there is a strong wife, and the second master's state is nothing more than two. One is like a soft bun, letting He Luo handle it, not resisting or making a sound, living cowardly in the mansion; the other is just being respectful, In fact, he secretly used some tricks to trick He Luo around. If he was more capable, he could use an impulsive but brainless person like He Luo as a gun.

However, Hou Men's Mansion never breeds waste, let alone "catch/rape", so the second young master must not be some coward.

Since he is not a soft bun, seeking death will become a daily routine that restricts his inner balance. In other words, as long as He Luo, the second young mistress, is not around, the second master will basically be on the road to being 'seduce'.

However, she has no memory of the original owner after all, so this speculation will turn into a huge gamble. If she loses, she will die again.

But this hesitation disappeared when the soft exclamation came from the second master's room.

He Luo pushed open the door suddenly.

The charming girl wearing a thin light purple tulle knelt down next to the chaise longue, her shoulders were half exposed, her snow-white skin showed clear red marks on it, her charming eyes were as silky, her long hair was loose, and she was slender. There was also a wine glass held between his fingertips.

And there was a man reclining on the chaise in front of her. He had short hair, a large purple mandarin embroidered with gold thread, his chest was half naked, and his skin was shining with water from the sunlight outside the window.

The loud noise when He Luo pushed the door startled the charming girl, but it did not make the man lying on the imperial concubine's couch tremble.

"Okay, so the little bitch is hiding here!" He Luo looked at such a fragrant scene, sniffing the smell of alcohol floating in the air, and the anger rising between her brows was like the fire of hell. She stared at Zi sternly. The charming girl was so angry that she couldn't speak for a long time.

"Second, second young lady...?"

The beautiful girl with purple gauze was stunned for a moment when she saw He Luo, but then she covered her mouth and chuckled sweetly. She stood up in an enchanting manner, took down the gauze that was about to slip off without a trace, and came to He Luo to give her a gentle massage. He gave a gift: "Greetings to the second young lady."

The voice is also as beautiful as an oriole.

"Can any cat or dog enter the second master's room now! Come here!" He Luo roared angrily, and all the maids and women behind her stepped forward, "Drag this little bitch out and beat her to death with sticks!"

"I see who of you dares!"

The charming girl with purple gauze also let out a soft chuckle, raising her eyebrows slightly and speaking with uncontrollable pride and pride, "I am the second master's son. If any of you dare to touch a hair on my head, the second master will kill him or her." "

He Luo sneered: "Really?" She stepped forward and slapped the charming girl directly.

The delicate girl couldn't bear the force and fell to the side of the chaise longue. She covered her face that was burning with pain, with tears in her beautiful eyes. She was about to cry but stopped and pointed at her: "You!" Then she suddenly remembered something and grabbed the purple shirt. The man's sleeves were filled with tears and complaints, "Second Master, Second Young Mistress beat the slaves indiscriminately. Please say something quickly, Second Master."

"Wen Yumo!"

He Luo also shouted loudly.

But if you listen carefully, you will find that the voice she shouted revealed grievances.

Wen Yumo slowly trembled his eyelids, and raised his black eyelashes upward to reveal his deep and dark pupils. His expression was blank, as if he was confused and confused after waking up after drinking.

"A Luo..."

He took a deep breath, waved to her coquettishly, and murmured, "I have a headache."

"Deserved!"

He Luo snorted coldly, but Shi Shiran came to sit next to Wen Yumo. However, as soon as she sat down, Wen Yumo moved his head to rest on her knees, rubbing them unconsciously like a child who had found comfort.

He Luo put his fingertips on Wen Yumo's temple and pressed it slightly, but he couldn't help but sarcastically said: "There are beauties pouring wine and beauties pouring wine. The second master's headache should be easily tolerated, otherwise this picture will be difficult to The uncomfortable look is so cold to the beauty's heart." Wen Yumo didn't seem to hear her sarcasm, and gently raised the corners of his mouth and said softly: "Of course I will drink all the wine that A Luo poured."

He Luo's fingertips paused: "W-what kind of wine did I pour?"

Wen Yumo raised his eyes and looked at her blankly: "Isn't Aluo always drinking with me?"

"Second, Second Master...?"

The pretty girl with purple gauze sitting on the ground was a little panicked and hesitant. She carefully stretched out her hand to pull Wen Yumo's sleeve, "The people who drink with you have always been the slave family. Have you forgotten? You also said that you would give the slave family... …”

"who are you?"

Wen Yumo interrupted her softly: "How did you get in?"

"Second, Second Master?" The charming girl with purple gauze was confused.

"It turns out he's a little bastard who wants to take advantage of the opportunity." He Luo sneered, looking at the charming girl with an expression of even more disdain and disgust, "Why, while the second master is drunk, do you think you have a chance to turn into a phoenix? Then you really underestimated the Second Master and me."

"NO, I have not……"

The purple gauze girl was a little panicked now. She grabbed Wen Yumo's sleeves and shook her head, with a begging expression, "No, Second Master... I didn't think about a sparrow turning into a phoenix, I just want to be with Second Master I don’t ask for anything more from my side, I..."

Wen Yumo clearly and deliberately avoided her hand, "I only want Ah Luo."

This sentence makes people happy, but also makes people fall into hell.

He Luo raised his eyebrows as if to show off something, and said happily: "A bitch is a bitch. It's really ridiculous to think that you can be superior to others just by relying on a few points of beauty. Since you like to serve people so much, then how about the whole house? You will take care of everyone."

"No...I don't want to..."

The beautiful girl with purple gauze's body was shaking like a sieve. She finally understood the situation before her. She knelt down at He Luo's feet and pulled the hem of her clothes to beg for mercy: "Second Young Mistress, please spare my life! Second Young Mistress, please spare your life! I know I was wrong. I don't dare to do it anymore." Second Young Mistress! Please give me another chance!"

But her begging for mercy had no effect at all. The two women picked her up on the left and right and dragged her out like a dead dog.

There was an endless stream of shrill begging for mercy.

He Luo's lips curled up in satisfaction, and Wen Yumo also leaned against her and closed his eyes to relax, soothing the alcohol.Xia Lingge and the other maids stood aside with their heads lowered, unable to look or say anything.

He Luo continued to rub his head virtuously. Wen Yumo enjoyed it and suddenly said softly: "Ah Luo, the person who poured the wine next to me just now was not you, so where were you?"

He Luo smiled softly: "Someone spread the rumor that the second master was cheating on me behind my back. I was so angry that I wanted to catch the little bitch, but I didn't expect that I caught the wrong one by mistake and almost got the real little bitch."

Wen Yumo raised his eyelids and asked with some interest, "Who did you almost catch?"

He Luo hesitated, but still smiled and pointed at Xia Lingge with her fingertips: "That's her."

(End of this chapter)