I looked up and saw a thin, frivolous and scoundrel man with sinister features blocking my way. He stood in front of me in a pretentious manner.

When I saw it, my heart trembled slightly. I have watched so many scenes of big girls being molested on TV, and now it was happening in front of me. The heroine was still me...

I'm just a little excited. The show is about to begin. Should I pretend to be strong? Or should I pretend to be weak? I wonder if there is anyone who will be a hero to save the beauty?

The wretched man probably saw that I didn't respond, so he boldly stepped forward and reached out his hand frivolously to touch my face. "Young lady, are you confused by me? Come on, come home with me, I will give you good pain."

your……"

I avoided it subconsciously and spat out a strong sentence, "I have a man, and his temper is not very good. You'd better take it easy!"

"Haha, men... aren't all men the same in the world? What's the difference between your family and mine..." The wretched man looked at me with an ambiguous look and smiled.

"It's a classic..." I felt cold and my heart twitched hard. However, what I said was more powerful than me. What I said was quite reasonable, quite high-level, and quite shameless...

This sentence about a man... also reminds me of an extremely horrifying past story. When we were in college, our computer tutor was a very young doctoral tutor. He was honest and honest, but he loved to apply Yu Shiwei's experience. One of the things

His big hobby is commenting on Wu Zetian, because his idol is Wu Zetian. Once in class, he talked about Wu Zetian's love affairs. It was said that Emperor Wu had an awkward relationship with one of his men and offended the ministers. It was not particularly serious. As a result, Emperor Wu punished him very severely. Everyone was puzzled by Emperor Wu.

Say it casually, "A man is just a toy..."

Today, the words of this wretched man are very similar to the words of Emperor Wu!

I started to get frustrated again. If we had gone through it a few years earlier, we might have been able to verify whether Wu Zetian was really something that could only be contributed to society by experiencing it personally and witnessing history.

"So, you also agree with my theory? Then don't waste time, come with me right away!" Hearing what I said, the wretched man thought he had met someone of the same kind. He smiled brightly and wanted to drag him away.

Follow me and leave

"When did I agree? I just think your fallacies are unique and classic." I flashed. I don't want to be touched by such dirty hands. There is no 84 disinfectant in this era. I'm afraid I won't be able to wash them clean and the virus will be infected.

, if it is accidentally passed to Nangong Yi...

Bah, bah, bah, what am I thinking about in broad daylight?

That wretched man named Master Ba saw me ducking and dodging. Not only did he disagree with his theory, but he also shook his head vigorously. The people watching the fun around him laughed from time to time, and he suddenly became angry from embarrassment.

"Young lady, it's your blessing that I've fallen in love with you, eighth master. Don't toast or drink as a punishment." Look, your tone has changed.

But what I don’t understand is why, like all soap opera plots, everyone likes to discuss the issue of toasting or punishing alcohol?

It seems that there really is something going on. Soap operas are not just all nonsense, all fabrication, all soap...

"What's the difference between a toast and a fine drink? Is it because the raw materials are different? Or is it the brewing time that's different?" I directly asked the question in my mind, which fully proved that I am a studious child who asks questions when I don't understand.

"You..." The wretched eighth master's face turned red, he blew his beard and stared at me, then he came closer to me.

"Me?" I don't understand even more. How can I be the difference between a toast and a fine drink?
Chapter completed!