Heroine’s Road to Becoming Scum: The fifty-eighth bowl of soup (1)

The fifty-eighth bowl of soup (1)

The female ghost opens her eyes with enough confidence. She was lying on a big snow-white bed, with a shocking bright red underneath.

To tell the truth, for ordinary women, this is not only pain, but also a severe humiliation, but for her, it is not the case, because it is compared with the torment in the Wangchuan River. , as if tickling.

The man with blond hair, blue eyes, nose and thin lips saw her awake, a hand as cold as a poisonous snake stroking her soft cheeks, and he opened his mouth and spit out fluent English: "You should be good, Xue. Otherwise, will you suffer? Could it be me, sweetheart? The next time I want to escape, it's not just this kind of punishment, I have so many people who want to taste the taste of oriental women."

Xue lowered her eyes and looked up again, without speaking, she raised her hands. Her legs were tied apart and her hands were no exception. The silver handcuffs were quite delicate, but unfortunately she didn't like to use them on herself. If this man was willing to exchange roles with her, she would still be interested of.

Seeing that she seemed to be subdued, the man smiled and held her soft little hand, leaned over to her ear, and said in a very seductive voice: "This is my good baby."

Next, instead of using the key, he broke the sturdy-looking handcuffs with his hands. Xue looked at this scene and thought to himself, with his current body, this man can easily use one hand. Twist her neck.

Of course she can't die. If she dies, she loses. There is no chance to start over.

She never loses.

Throwing the snow on the bed, the man got up and put on his shirt, pulled the zipper, snapped his fingers, and immediately a maid in a black and white tutu came in, two picked up the snow on the bed, wiped and treated her body The filth and scars on the tuxedo, the two held the two sides of the tuxedo, respectfully put it on for the man, and then tied the bow tie.

The demonic man just now looked like an angel for a moment. But Xue knew that he was not, and sure enough, when the man was about to leave, he turned around and tempted in a low voice: "Sweetheart, just like before, stay by my side, be my woman, and I will still love you."

It's like having a disobedient cat, but Duke Lance isn't really a cat lover. He just thought this creature was cute and fit his aesthetic, so he forced her to stay by his side. If the cat will attack people, for the sake of her being so precious, he will educate her with kind words first, but if she doesn't listen, he will pull out her claws and pull out her fangs, if she is still stubborn If it doesn't work, then throw the whip on her, and she will always be obedient.

Duke Lance doesn't need a hedgehog-like woman with sharp thorns all over his body. He likes soft, classical, graceful oriental beauties, and Xue is exactly the same as he once loved deeply, and he still hasn't. Forgotten lovers are exactly the same.

Whether it's appearance, temperament or conversation, it's like it was carved out of a mold, so when Duke Lance met Xue, he ordered someone to send her to him without thinking. He wanted to possess her, It's like finding a lost lover back.

Of course Xue's name is not Xue. In fact, Duke Lance's lover is called Xue, but it doesn't matter, he just wants Xue back. He doesn't care what the name of this woman is.

Xue looked very panicked when she woke up. He deceived her with his elegant and gentle gentleman appearance and softened her with romantic pursuits. Duke Lance didn't like to force it, although he was not a woman who cherished fragrance. After the death of his lover, he would not be close to women, and he would not care about how many beautiful ladies begged for his pity.

But now that God has sent Xue back, he doesn't want to see the look of fear and anxiety on the same face as Xue, he wants Xue to be the same as before, perched safely under his wings and be his little boy A woman, a well-behaved and obedient little woman.

Unfortunately, the truth was accidentally discovered by the snow a few days ago. It was discovered that there was another trace of the real snow in this ancient and luxurious castle. She seemed to be hit hard and wanted to leave. Duke Lance persuaded her softly for a long time to no avail. She even slapped him in the face, so he violently attacked her in a fit of anger, leaving traces all over her white jade-like body. Although the snow was scarred by this, the Duke of Lance did not regret it at all.

She was taught a lesson that she couldn't leave.

"Snow." He whispered her name—the name he gave. "Be good, I will be happy."

Snow looked up at him and smiled.

Strictly speaking, the second snow is not as completely obedient and sensible as the first snow. Although this snow has a very gentle temperament, it is also absolutely stubborn. In many places, he will be stronger and decisive. She fell in love with him and believed his love words to stay in the e country for him from now on. When she said to leave, she was serious.

This kind of character is not very appealing to Duke Lance. He hopes that Xue can be more obedient, otherwise he does not know what he will do when he is angry.

But Xue's smile is sweet and warm, like sunshine in winter and clear spring in summer, refreshing. She never smiles like this, even if she smiles with the shyness and restraint of an oriental person, but such a smile is really beautiful, although she still doesn't speak.

Duke Lance still has official business to do. He lowered his head and kissed Xue's lips. After yesterday's torture, her red lips were still red and swollen, but this did not damage Duke Lance's hunger for her red lips. .

Xue raised her head to kiss him, her smile never fading.

After Duke Lance left, the maid's attitude towards Snow changed suddenly.

No one likes this small woman from the East, and no one understands why the noble Lord Lance likes such a yellow-skinned pig who can almost be called humble and lowly. So when Lance was there, their attitude was respectful. Once Lance was away, Xue would be bullied and bullied in various ways.

The milk she drank was rancid, sharp pebbles were placed in her shoes, and no one would respond to her when she needed it... There were many, but Xue never complained to Duke Lance because she felt that she fell in love with her. If he is willing to spend his whole life with him, he naturally has to subdue the servants in the castle, otherwise how can he be qualified to be his woman?

However—

Just as the maid stretched out her hand to push the snow hard, she twisted the opponent's arm with incomparable swiftness, twisting it at will, the maid with white skin, red hair and freckles roared like a pig. She screamed, her elbows twisted in a weird posture, but Xue showed her the same smile she had just given to Lance.

The rest of the maids were shocked when they saw this, but they relied on their tallness and fitness, and did not take Xue, who was only 160 in height, in their eyes. They went to catch Xue, but Xue avoided every single one of them. A personal attack, kicked her buttocks, and the remaining three maids fell to the ground, clutching their private parts and screaming in pain.

The housekeeper Hearst hurried over with a maid and a male servant, and saw Xue, wearing only thin pajamas, standing on the ground, stepping on the fingers of a maid with her feet.

It's strange to say, she obviously didn't wear shoes, and the man with the small jade feet exposed could hold it with one hand, but wherever she stepped on it, she heard the sound of bones shattering.

"Miss Xue! What are you doing! They are all servants of Lord Lance. If you do this, do you still take Lord Lance in your eyes?!" Hearst asked angrily.

Hearing that, Xue stopped, tilted her head, looked at him with a half-smile, and then stepped on the maid's other hand, as if deliberately provocative. From the beginning to the end, her expression was enjoyable, and the other party's wailing and screaming were like the most beautiful violin concerto to her.

The housekeeper ordered the valet to go up and pull her away. Before that, Xue had gone away. Hearst said angrily: "Miss Xue! About today's affairs! I will definitely report to Lord Lance! Wait for Lord Lance to punish you!"

After he finished speaking, he waited for this weak oriental woman with tears in her eyes like every time she was bullied, because he knew that she would definitely not complain in front of Lord Lance. But today's Xue looked at him with a smile, and did not speak, but made a strange gesture with both hands. Hearst didn't understand it at first, and it wasn't until he saw the reflection on the wall that he realized that the other party was mocking him for being a dog who only barked.

His handsome face instantly flushed red, but Xue had already turned around and walked into the bathroom.

Hirst stood on the spot for a moment, gritted his teeth and pressed the bell and called a few male servants to come in and take away the injured maids. Looking at their injuries, he guessed that he could no longer do anything, so he had to send them all home.

When Duke Lance came back at noon, Hearst couldn't wait to come forward to complain. Duke Lance sat on the sofa and listened with interest, and then asked Hearst to invite Miss Xue out.

When the snow appeared, she was wearing a long white dress with the skirt dragging on the ground. From a distance, she looked like a ruthless snow goddess slowly approaching.

Duke Lance took her into his arms, slid his hands into her skirt, mocked her in front of the servants, bit her ear and asked, "Sweetheart, you're not very good today, are you?"

Xue smiled at him, her expression still the same, she grabbed Lance's hand and took it out of her skirt, slowly but persistently.

Lance squinted his beautiful sky blue eyes, "Snow."

Then she pushed him away, walked up to Hearst, and wrenched his arm in front of Lance!

Hirst has been with Lance for many years, and even Lance couldn't help but get angry: "Snow!"

He said in a gloomy voice: "Looks like I still dote on you too much."