Heroine’s Road to Becoming Scum: The fifty-eighth bowl of soup (3)

The fifty-eighth bowl of soup (3)

Snow didn't respond, so Lance called out again. "What are you doing?"

He tried to approach her, but Xue suddenly spoke: "Do I look like her?"

Lance froze for a moment: "What?"

She repeated the question: "Do I look like her?"

Lance soon realized what the problem was, he narrowed his eyes slightly, with a threat: "I thought you should learn to be good these days, it seems that you still haven't, don't you know you did something wrong what?"

"Do I look like her?"

Faced with Lance's words, Snow still only asks this question. No matter what Lance said next, she insisted on asking him: "Do I look like her?"

Like who?

Naturally the first lover of the Duke of Lance, the real Miss Snow.

Lance couldn't stand being asked by her. His original intention was not to ask similar questions. The real Xue was the weak spot in his heart, something he couldn't bring up, but Xue challenged him again and again. It really made him a little unhappy. Originally I was worried if something happened to her, but now she seems to be doing fine! Not only very well, but still unrepentant!

"Do I look like her?"

Lance said angrily: "Like!"

"Now, am I still like her?"

With the cold and slow voice of Xue, the petite body gradually turned around. Lan Siwan didn't expect that he would see this scene. He gasped in shock and reached out to grab the door frame to prevent it from falling. go down!

There is no other reason. That beautiful little face is now blood red. Even if the blood has dried up, you can still see the scars that spanned the past on her face. hand!

"Speak." Xue stood up from the ground, her white dress was covered in blood, and she didn't know how she survived with so much blood. Lance saw a sharp stone in her hand, thinking that this was the weapon she used to destroy her appearance. His heart beat fast, and his eyes were dizzy. For the first time, he felt that the person in front of him was the same as what he imagined. completely different.

Xue asked again: "Now, am I still like her?"

She approached step by step. Although her appearance was terrifying, her eyes were as bright as ever, but now she had a deep indifference and cruelty. The darkness here is nothing to her at all. The Wangchuan River has survived, the Huangquan Road has been passed, and the Naihe Bridge has been visited. Is there any place more terrifying than there? Humans always say hell, but who has seen the real hell? People who have been to **** are no longer human, they are cruel, and they kill people like numbness.

Lance has always been imposing, but this is the first time in his life he has felt what is called fear and what is uneasy. This girl who used to laugh so innocently in his arms, now she is willing to destroy her appearance in order to leave him, as if those loves suddenly disappeared because of his deception, she said that if she wants to leave, she will not stay .

He never knew he could be scared.

Xue stood on tiptoe, Lance was much taller than her, even if she was on tiptoe, she was not as tall as him, but she just offered her lips and asked softly, "Don't you like kissing me very much, what's the matter, now Why don't you kiss me?"

Her eyes pierced Lance's heart like ice blades, piercing his soul and eyes. The face in front of him was completely unrecognizable, he turned around, and his staggering back looked like he was about to flee.

Xue asked him: "It turns out that the noble knight will one day run away with his tail between his tail like a lost dog?"

Lance stopped, he really didn't dare to look back at Xue's face. This is naturally not because he has never seen such a scene. The fact is that he has also killed people and used extremely cruel interrogation methods, but this person is different. This person is the person he wants to stay by his side for the rest of his life. When she loses that When he saw his face, his first reaction was not anger, but fear.

I don't know if I'm afraid of the snow's face, or I'm afraid of the heart that I feel faintly. Lance, who was not good at facing such things, chose to leave subconsciously, but Xue's words reminded him of his own dignity, so he stopped again, clenched his fists, turned around, and said to Xue, "Even so, you Don't want to leave."

"It's alright." She had a sweet voice, reached out for him to pick her up, and whispered in his ear, "I'd like to use this look to accompany you for the rest of your life." Let's see who suffers more.

The blood has dried up long ago, and even if the doctor came, it was only a diagnosis and treatment of skin trauma. Xue attacked herself extremely hard, the sharp part of the stone almost scratched to the bone, and even if the blood was removed, there would be no intact part of her face.

The best doctors say they can't restore her looks, and you can imagine how heavy Xue's hands were.

Death and then live, otherwise the living will never win the dead.

Since this day, Xue has been accustomed to wearing a mask, and she never takes it off except when necessary. Her jet-black eyes are exposed from behind the mask, making her look particularly cold and threatening.

She's no longer what she used to be when she talks and does things, and she's even rude when facing Lance. Hearst's hand was connected, but he didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of her again. Even if the Duke was there, his arms were twisted, so if the Duke was not there, he would have nothing to do if he was killed. Say. The previous maids were completely useless, and the Duke did not hold Miss Xue accountable. He was just a servant, what else could he say?

Xue's temperament has changed so much that even the Duke of Lance is powerless to resist. Apart from killing her, he had no way to stop her behavior. It's no use blaming her, torturing her? She was much harder on herself than he was! As for killing her... he was reluctant.

Even if this woman lost the face that made his heart move, he would still be reluctant to let her die. Countless days and nights accompanied him, he could only sleep when she was by his side, and no one else could do that.

The first thing Ke Xue did was to go to a locked room.

This is the first place where Snow lived. All the things she left behind were stored in this room by Lance. He would come in and take a look when he missed it to comfort himself. . In addition, he does not allow anyone to approach, and does not need anyone to open it. When Xue Gang lived in the old castle, he was curious and scolded him once. Of course, he slowed down after the incident and deceived her with rhetoric. .

Hirst followed the snow, shaking all over. "Miss Xue, this room really can't be opened. The Duke has told me that anyone who opens it without permission will be whipped!"

Snow let out a sigh and asked him, "Give me the key."

Hirst nearly fainted, his white-gloved hands covering his waist: "It really doesn't work, Miss Xue, please don't embarrass me—"

Before he finished speaking, he had been kicked to the ground by the impatient snow. She sat on top of him without restraint and pressed him, turned her back to his face and began to **** on him.

Hirst grew up with Lance. Although he is a deacon, he is also very popular because of his outstanding appearance and ability. They see the most standard ladies every day. Did Xue directly get people to straddle them like this?

And still in this posture-

Xue was wearing a light and cool skirt, showing off her two snow-white slender thighs without any shyness. The skin of an oriental person is extraordinarily delicate. Hearst was lost by the touch and lost his keys if he didn't pay attention.

Then Xue got up quickly, opened the door and locked herself inside. Hearst was dumbfounded at the door panel for a few seconds, and quickly ordered someone to call the Duke, he couldn't handle this matter.

Unfortunately, even if Lance rushed back, it was too late. He was so angry that his handsome face turned blue, facing the shredded clothes, the pictures that were burned to ashes, and the enamel dolls that were all over the floor. He felt the blackening in front of him, and the surging anger made him step forward and grab Xue's neck and lift her up.

Her fluffy slippers fell to the ground, revealing her little snow-white feet, but she was not afraid at all, and there was provocation in her eyes. Those who hurt her, she will definitely come back tenfold. Even though her neck was strangled by Lance and she was gradually suffocating to the point of being unable to breathe, she still took off the hairpin on her head and stabbed it into Lance's arm viciously.

Without mercy, if Lance hadn't let go in time, his arm would have been useless. It doesn't matter whether Xue is intentional or unintentional, what matters is that she chose the most important joints.

One covered his arm with blood dripping from his face, and the other had his neck full of fingerprints thrown to the ground but laughed. The two formed a stark contrast.

"You want to kill me?"

Faced with Lance's questioning, Xue said softly: "You better kill me early, or I'll tell you never to have peace."

Who can bear her, the people who make her unhappy in this world die in the end.

Lance clenched his fists. He looked at the fingerprints on Xue's neck. Just now, even if she slowed down, he would strangle her to death without mercy. But... he looked down at his blood-stained arm and said, "You're really cruel."

"You seem to be very gentle." Xue pushed aside her clothes, revealing her entire neck. She coughed twice, reached out and picked up the hairpin that had fallen on the ground, and stared at the blood on it with fascination, and then her eyes Staring at Lance, he licked the blood in his mouth with the tip of his pink tongue, and finally pulled up his hair slowly.

When I stood up, I found that there was an enamel doll at hand. It was really Snow's favorite. In order to please her, Lance would always collect all kinds of things for her to play with.

It's a pity that when people die, these junk are worthless.

She slammed the last enamel doll to the ground in front of Lance and walked away from him.