Broken Love: Satan,Leave Me Alone

"I'll take off my make-up in a minute. When I'm done, I'll take care of your wound." Zhou Miao goes back to the mirror and picks up the makeup remover.

After removing her make-up as quickly as possible, she took the medicine box to treat the wound on her face for the evening.

"It seems that my back is broken. Please clean it for me. Thank you." After the treatment of the wound on his face, he took off his overalls in the evening, wearing only his underwear with his back to Zhou Miao.

Zhou Miao looked at the new wound with the length of the middle finger on her back, as well as other old wounds that crisscrossed with passion. For the first time, she sympathized with a person, "so many wounds on her back were left in prison?"

The evening, er, do not want to recall that period for her, can be called a nightmare day.

"What about this new injury?" Zhou Miao is afraid of hurting her, so she has tried her best to be gentle when dealing with the wound, but even so, she still felt the pain in the evening.

She thought that she would cry out pain to the party and make her lighter, but she didn't even utter a dull hum in the evening, just like used to it.

Toward evening Mou color is gloomy for a while, "carelessly bumps."

Zhou Miao wants to say that it doesn't seem to be accidentally bumped into, but when he gets to the mouth, he temporarily changes his words, "one night, you say you are here, with that little salary, you have to work twice a day, and you have to be worn shoes everywhere. Why?"

In the evening, she stroked her painful knee and pursed her lips.

"When you knelt at the gate of the club for a long time that day, and when you were slapped at Jianguo and punished by Jiang Shao, you were laughing at you." Zhou Miao's voice was a little lighter. "You are so capable. You can go anywhere better than here. Don't you feel disrespectful and uncomfortable to stay here?"

"You can think of me as a glutton here." The wound has been dealt with. I put on my overalls in the evening, lifted up my trouser legs, and took the ointment to wipe on the massive hideous bruises.

Zhou Miao curled his mouth and packed up his medicine box. "If you don't want to say it, don't say it. What do you do to cheat people? I don't care who cares about your affairs in the future

Listen to this, the evening Leng for a moment, smile, "tomorrow please eat your favorite roast fish, don't be angry."

A person who has known her for more than eight years said that she stayed in the dream club to squeeze into the previous circle by any means.

But a person who didn't know her for a month felt that she was lying when she said she was greedy for money and money.

The world is always different from what she imagined.

After washing, she lay in bed, tears streaming soundlessly in the dark.

No one can stand the trampling of dignity. She is the same. But as Ren Xiaoya said, no one can help her, unless she please he Hanchuan and win his forgiveness.

She really doesn't want to be a cleaner in dream club all her life.

*

Xiangwan has been thinking about how to win he Hanchuan's forgiveness, but it will be half a month later to see him again. He and several people came to the club to discuss business.

Passing her, he even did not give her a glance, then in the crowd surrounded by the private room.

Late at night, he stood in a daze with a mop, pressed down his sour heart, and then put the cleaning tools in the workshop and went to the supervisor.

"What? You're not a dustman. You want to go back to your old job? " The director glared at her and glanced at her up and down, sarcastically saying, "you think you are the boss, and you can be in any position you want?"

"You misunderstand me. I'm just going back to my original position for an hour or two. I don't want to change my position." He hesitated again and again, took off the jade pendant on his neck and handed it to the supervisor, "from the Ming Dynasty."

The jade pendant was a birthday present taken by her brother for her 18th birthday. Her father almost scolded him for this.

"Ming Dynasty? Why don't you say Tang Dynasty, not Song Dynasty? " The supervisor didn't believe that a cleaner could take out anything good, but he just took the jade pendant and touched it, and his eyes lit up.

Even if this jade pendant is not from the Ming Dynasty, it is definitely a good thing.

The director touched and touched again and again, but he still didn't let go. "The manager told you to be a cleaner. If I was private..."

"It's only an hour or two, and the manager won't find out." He pursed his lips in the evening and reached his right hand in front of him. "If you are really in a dilemma, that's it."

The supervisor took the jade pendant and shrank back. He said with a smile: "it's not so difficult. Well, you wait until I call the manager for instructions

With that, he didn't give the chance to say no at all. He held the jade pendant tightly in one hand and took out his mobile phone to call the manager in the other hand.

The evening frowned, some regret.

Menglan is he Hanchuan's person, if he did not get his signal, certainly will not agree with her to change the post. I'm afraid he won't return the jade pendant to her, no matter whether it's done or not.

"Well, I see. I won't clean you." The director smiles and hangs up the phone. When he turns to look at the evening, it is the haughty posture of the superior leader again, "OK, I just spent some words to let the manager agree to your change of position.""Thank you, supervisor."

The supervisor stood by the side one evening and heard it clearly.

But some things, see through do not tell, do not affect her.

Just Menglan, or he Hanchuan, agreed so easily?

"Don't be so polite." The director hung the jade pendant on his hand and shook it, "that jade pendant?"

"Yours." Said to the evening.

The supervisor put the jade pendant away with a smile. He looked at it again and again. The more he looked, the more happy he was. "OK, you can hand over your work with sister Liu. Change your clothes and go to 5231. It's a bit eye-catching. Don't offend the wrong people. "

He didn't know why, but he didn't know why, but he didn't ask.

At night, her eyes brightened. 5231 was he Hanchuan's private room. She didn't have to look for other excuses. She answered softly and went out.

After the handover of work, she went to 5231 to get her Qipao from the foreman and put on a simple make-up.

He Hanchuan raised his eyes and saw that he didn't wear the wide and large dustman's work clothes any more, but changed into a light purple printed cheongsam. His slender legs loomed in the walking room, with silent temptation.

He held the glass's slender fingers tightly, lifted it as if nothing had happened, and took a sip.

"Excuse me." Xiangwan bowed his head and said, and walked to he Hanchuan in front of them.

The people in the private room sat around him, but no one had the courage to be too close to him. There was a person's distance between him and her. She sat directly on his side.

Although she had the heart to please he Hanchuan, she was afraid of him. The vacancy was not very large. She did not dare to sit next to him, and her body was close to the man beside her.

"I told you to sit down?" He Hanchuan's eyes fell on her thigh which was almost pasted with the man. He stopped for a moment and felt baffled.

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