Dushun was stunned. His aunt's ability to confuse black and white was really amazing. She cried and said in a panic: "aunt, I don't have a maid..."

"Even if you didn't, as a slave, you didn't dissuade the master well, which led to a big mistake. It's also your fault."

Cui Nianshan throws a sentence lightly, which makes Mu Chun feel that he has just escaped from hell and has fallen into another hell. As a slave, even his life is in the master's hands, so he has no right to refute the master.

Dushun didn't dare to resist, and didn't dare to say anything more. Mrs. Cui threw all her recent troubles on her. She tore off her clothes and saw some ugly scratches on her body. She said in disgust: "it's really cheap. The facts are so clear. Are you still sophistry?"

Dushun feels ashamed and wants to put on her clothes, but Cui Nianshan is also disgusted with her face. "Being ruined by men like this, do you still have the face to put on your clothes? Just hit the wall and die. Let's clean it up. "

To the woman who lost her virginity, Mrs. Cui has always been disgusted to the extreme. At this moment, if she can't do anything to ting'er, she will vent all her anger on late spring.

But because of the uncleanness of late spring, Mrs. Cui even felt dirty when she beat her. But it was about ting'er. At this time, she couldn't let others come in and beat her. She took a feather duster by her hand and beat her hard.

Late spring's clothes were almost stripped clean by Mrs. Cui, and there was no shelter. Mrs. Cui tried her best to hit her, and immediately left a deep bloodstain on her. She couldn't help crying out in pain.

Cui Nianshan saw that Niang was angry and reminded: "Niang, this is the temple. Don't let people hear you."

Mrs. Cui beat hard and scolded: "shameless cheap hooves, seduce men and harm the master. I can't beat you to death. If you call again, I'll beat you to death."

Dushun did not dare to cry again. His lips bit out blood, and tears fell on the floor. He endured the severe pain of his body, leaving a terrible bloodstain on his body.

But Mrs. Cui encountered a series of blows, how could the fire in her heart suddenly leak out?

The more she fought, the more she became angry, and the more she started. Soon, the red blood spilled from the corner of her mouth. If she went on like this, she would be killed. The desire for survival supported her, and she said hard: "aunt... Madam, you came to Lingyin Temple to pray for the Buddha... To protect your aunt. You can't kill her..."

Later spring's words make Mrs. Cui wake up suddenly, and she doesn't care whether she will kill her. But if she kills in the temple, I'm afraid the Buddha will blame herself.

It doesn't matter whether an obscene slave lives or dies, but if it affects the master's good fortune, it's a big deal. After all, Mrs. Cui is a good lady. Now she's tired of fighting. She throws the chicken feather duster on the ground. She even feels dirty when she hits things in late spring. She sits aside to breathe.

Cui Nianshan took a look at the late spring with only half of her life in disgust and said with a sneer, "you're lucky. You'll look good when you go back to the house."

"Can such a dirty thing make her go back to her house? Don't make the house dirty. " Mrs. Cui hated the voice.

"Aunt, I'm wrong. Please give me another chance because I've been serving the second lady for many years." Late spring lying on the ground, powerless way, on the body a deep bloodstain shocking.

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