Jin Pinmei: A Girl Appraiser

Chen Baizhi drank a lot of wine tonight, but his mind became more and more clear. It is said that people are in good spirits on happy occasions. Recently, he feels very refreshed. After drinking a little wine, he feels a little swayed.

Ever since Duan Muze, his uncle whom he disliked, passed away three months ago, Chen Baizhi felt that happiness was waving to him.

Sure enough, that eccentric uncle was not very popular in Jinling. As soon as he died, his Chen family blatantly moved in to Duanmu's house in the name of taking care of his uncle's weak daughter Duanmu Baolian.

Then, he took advantage of some of his friends from the university to make his parents the guardians of Duanmu Baolian, and just occupied a duplex suite left by Duanmu Ze.

***, this Duanmuze doesn't know what to do, why is he so rich, that duplex apartment has an area of ​​250 square meters.

However, that was all in the past tense, now—this house was his.

Thinking of this, Chen Bozhi couldn't help laughing, what did that damn lawyer say, Duanmu Baolian is the heir?

Thinking of Duanmu Baolian, a wretched smile appeared on Chen Bozhi's face. His mother is still smart. A 16-year-old girl has matured. Think about her fair and tender skin, and her pink and pure face. , he couldn't help himself.

Tonight, while my father is going to Hainan, he wants to make that girl his wife. As for the future... Chen Baizhi thought, it's fine if she wants to be smart, but if she doesn't, hum!He just got a few more women outside, and then asked them to come to his door to piss off that damn girl.

My mother is right, what do you know about a 16-year-old girl?Where can I stand a man's coaxing?

In the dark, Duanmu Baolian was sleeping in a daze, and suddenly felt that something heavy was pressing on her body, and then, she smelled the smell of wine and sweat in her nose, and there was an indescribable smell, which was disgusting .

Startled, Duanmu Baolian woke up immediately, and through the dim light in the room, she saw Chen Bozhi's extremely wretched face very close at hand.

"Cousin, what are you doing?" Duanmu Baolian was shocked, and instantly became fully awake.

"Little baby, don't be afraid, my brother loves you..." Chen Baizhi had a wretched smile on his face, and immediately rushed over again, about to peel off Duanmu Baolian's pink obedient rabbit pajamas, but he was thinking , She actually woke up, sleeping enough to be vigilant, but it's okay to wake up, falling asleep is too boring.

No matter how stupid Duanmu Baolian was, she knew what Chen Bozhi was going to do. She was frightened out of her wits, grabbed one side of the pillow, and slammed it at Chen Bozhi, shouting: "Go away... go away... ...Aunt...Aunt..."

Duanmu Baolian screamed, rolled off the bed in a hurry, and grabbed the fruit knife on the side.

"Stop screaming, just obey me obediently today!" Chen Bozhi took off the only trousers on his body while talking, and he deliberately spread his legs apart, laughing wretchedly at Duanmu Baolian, "This Waiting for things, my mother is naturally happy to see it come true..."

Duanmu Baolian had calmed down, she was leaning against the wall, her whole body was trembling slightly due to fear, she did not call for help again, she knew her aunt's character... that old woman would not help her .

Seeing Chen Baizhi approaching step by step, her eyes began to slide down, and landed on the ugly thing under his crotch...

Chen Bozhi became more and more excited. Seeing Duanmu Baolian trembling, like a frightened little rabbit, he approached step by step——

However, at the next moment, Chen Bozhi let out a sharp scream. His hands were just covering his crotch, and there was blood seeping from his fingers.

Chen Bozhi looked at the blood on his hands, and suddenly his face turned pale with panic, and he woke up most of the wine.

"Mom...Mom..." Chen Bozhi let go of his throat and called out loudly.

Hearing her son's screams, Zhang Fengzhen ran out of the room in a hurry, and then she saw blood dripping from her son's lower body, Duanmu Baolian was leaning against the corner, holding a shiny silver fruit knife in her hand .