my goddess school flower

Wang Ziqiao doesn't bully women, but it doesn't mean that she can accept women's anger for no reason. Looking at Nalan Rourou's heartbroken look, she also felt a little angry in her heart, and said, "I tell you, Nalan Rourou, if you If you really don't want to marry me, then you can cancel this marriage instead of messing around here, let alone feel wronged!"

"Hehehe..." Nalan Rourou smiled wryly: "Now you can say that? Let me tell you, even if you get my man, you won't get my heart!"

Hearing this, Wang Ziqiao became even more furious, and counterattacked: "So what if you don't get your heart? Anyway, you have to follow me all your life. It doesn't matter if you love me or not. I just want to occupy you. I One more word, you are my woman, whether I bully you or love you, you have to bear it. But, if you dare to go to Qin Feng again, I will definitely kill him, the woman of my prince Qiao , you must never be touched by other men, and you must never be beaten and scolded by other people at will!"

After saying that, Wang Ziqiao turned around and left, closing the door behind him.

Angrily, Wang Ziqiao picked up a set of thick warm clothes, put on glasses, and carried a backpack, ran out of the villa, glanced at the top of the mountain, adding the element of wind, and flew upwards...

Nalan Rourou was alone, curled up beside the bed, staring blankly. At this moment, she realized that Wang Ziqiao was so domineering. She got her own body, but said such words again.

But for some reason, after Wang Ziqiao left suddenly, Nalan Rourou felt even more lost in her heart. Although Wang Ziqiao's words were overbearing, it seemed to prove that he cared about her as a woman.

"Stinky man..." Nalan Rourou cursed again.

The door was pushed open again, and Junko Matsubara came in with some breakfast in her hand: hot milk and sandwiches.

"Mistress, I brought you your morning!" Nalan bowed softly.

Nalan Rourou was very strange about this title, she couldn't help looking at Matsubara Junko, but how could she be in the mood to eat now?

Matsubara Junko put the tray on the table, came to Nalan Rourou, helped her up, and let Nalan Rourou sit on the bed.

"Mistress, did you sleep soundly yesterday?" Matsubara Junko asked.

Nalan wiped away her tears softly. She could get angry with Wang Ziqiao, but years of self-cultivation made her unable to get angry with Matsubara Junko, especially Matsubara Junko called her mistress.

Shaking her head, she said, "I'm fine! Don't call me mistress, just call me Rou Rou!"

"You are the master's wife, you are Junko's master, Junko can't break the rules!"

"Where are there so many rules? What age is it now? You still call that man your master? I think he is a domineering local tyrant and landlord. He really regards himself as an old official?" Nalan Rourou was annoyed road.

"The master doesn't want me to call him like that, but this is Junko's meaning. Junko is willing to be the slave of the master for the rest of his life!"

"Is he really that good?" Nalan Rourou looked Matsubara Junko up and down, and she felt that this woman seemed to be one of Wang Ziqiao's women, and she might even be the one who broke her body.

"Master is Junko's savior, and also Junko's mentor. Everything Junko has now belongs to the master!"

"If he wants to kill you, are you willing?" Nalan Rourou said angrily.

"Yes!"

Nalan Rourou was a little speechless, but she felt much better in her heart. She lived in a family like a feudal society and received her great-grandfather's education since she was a child. exclusion.

"When I slept until midnight last night, I felt that the hostess seemed to be sweating, so I helped the hostess take off her clothes!" Junko Matsubara said again.

"What?" Nalan Rourou was taken aback, her beautiful eyes widened: "You mean? You helped me undress? You slept with me last night?"

"Yes, Master asked me to take care of you!"

"Blood on your bed sheet?" Nalan Rourou hurriedly picked up the leaflet.

"It's the blood left on your own body. Yesterday, you seemed to have suffered some injuries, but your injuries were healed by the master, so there were no scars left!" Matsubara Junko replied.

Nalan Rourou was dumbfounded, she already believed what Junko Matsubara said, she was seriously injured by Qin Feng yesterday, and although the wound on her body was healed by Wang Ziqiao, the blood was not removed.

"Could it be that I blamed him wrongly?" Nalan Rourou regretted in her heart, regretted being angry with Prince Qiao.

"Master, you should wash up and eat breakfast quickly, or it will be cold!"

Nalan nodded softly, stood up, and walked to the bathroom: "Where is Prince Qiao now? Is he eating?"

"No, the master originally wanted to invite you to have breakfast, but for some reason, he suddenly left again. It seems that he has gone to the top of the mountain!" Matsubara Junko replied.

Nalan Rourou didn't reply anymore, she washed her face, brushed her teeth, sat at the table, and drank milk without any mood.

Junko Matsubara stood by her side without saying a word.

"You go out, I want to be quiet for a while!" Nalan softly replied.

"Okay, if you have anything, you can call me, the master told me to take care of you personally, and I will obey your orders from now on!"

"Don't forget to leave a breakfast for Zi Qiao, remember to heat it up at any time!" Nalan Rourou added.

Matsubara Junko was taken aback, nodded, and exited the room.

But Nalan Rourou was thinking back to Wang Ziqiao's last words after leaving: My Wang Ziqiao's woman must never be touched by another man's finger, and she must never be beaten and scolded by other people at will!

"Do you really regard me as your woman? Will you really love me? What a domineering man!" Nalan sighed softly, somehow, his mood improved a lot.

……

Wang Ziqiao climbed up to the top of the mountain on one side of the valley in one breath. He was wearing a thick down jacket. With his advanced cultivation, he didn't feel the slightest cold. Looking at the distant sunrise and the billowing clouds, his mind suddenly became better. .

The mountain peaks pierced through the clouds, like fairy mountains and islands on the sea, and the floating clouds rolled like heaven.

Suddenly, a huge white shadow appeared in the mountains in the distance. If you look carefully, some of them look like the legendary white ape. It is two feet tall and has white hair all over. In time, it disappeared.

"Huh? Are there really snow apes?" Wang Ziqiao was very surprised. After thinking about it for half an hour before the sect master meeting, he took out the wing suit from his backpack, put it on, jumped forward, and walked forward. Glide away.

The wind element is added to the body, like a big bird flying on the wind.

Not long after, the snow ape appeared in his sight again, and after climbing several hills, the snow ape suddenly got into a cave.

Wang Ziqiao approached quickly, mobilized the wind element, and he floated to the cave entrance with the blowing, and went inward to explore with spiritual power.

The cave is huge, and the snow ape is still running fast inside.