Heroine’s Road to Becoming Scum: The first bowl of soup (ten)

After listening to the third master's words, Qing Huan shook his head repeatedly and said, "...Third master, please forgive the slave family, there are many beautiful sisters in Yixiang Courtyard, if you want someone to accompany you, Naturally, there are sisters who are willing, but slaves don't sell themselves." When she spoke, she was clearly full of fear, but she was stubborn, gritted her teeth, and even though her teeth were shaking, she still clutched at the front of her clothes and stared at the third master unyieldingly.

The third master was amused by her appearance, but the words he said were cruel and mean: "It's really new, it's the first time that master has been in the world for so many years, and it's the first time he sees a flower girl who looks like a good family girl. "Yeah, I won't leave today, but I want you to serve me!" He is not a good person, he can't stand Qinghuan's more long-winded words, and the wind blows his palm away, and Qinghuan's clothes that cover his body are only broken into pieces. After tens of millions of pieces, she screamed and was about to grab the quilt to cover it up, but the third master threw everything on the bed before her, not even a pillow.

Qing Huan stared at him with fear, not knowing what he was trying to do, but maybe, she actually knew. The third master is tall, although he looks frail, but after the clothes are taken off, the strong and powerful muscles are very obvious. He doesn't talk nonsense with Qing Huan, he directly tied Qing Huan's hands with a belt, and tied her whole body to the head of the bed. , stretched out his hand to untie the blue silk that she had tangled up. That piece of black and blue silk was pouring down, and the third master's eyes instantly became extremely deep.

Since it was bought with money, he naturally wouldn't have pity, and he didn't take any serious actions, but wherever he liked, he rubbed heavily, sucked hard, and if Qing Huan screamed, He was very happy. When he rushed into Qinghuan's body, he was still riding on her, admiring her expression of pain and despair, but this mood disappeared soon. It is all over the world, but no one can have a body like Qinghuan. Originally, it was just for Jun Wuya, but after tasting Qinghuan, the third master felt that maybe he would try to compete with Jun Wuya. fight.

Jun Wuya obediently went to marry his sister, and he took over this wonderful stunner, how wonderful!

Qing Huan put her head away and let the third master rise and fall on her body. Her tears slowly slipped from the corner of her eyes and disappeared into her black hair. But the third master reached out and grabbed her chin, forced her to open her small mouth, and blocked her mouth with her tongue, as if she was a very delicious dish, so I was afraid that it would be cheaper for others to devour it.

"Why are you crying, eh? What's wrong with being with the master? If you can make the master feel at ease, it's not impossible to accept you as a concubine." The third master bit Qing Huan's neck, " Could it be that you still want to be the wife of the owner of Lianjian Villa? The Jun family’s family motto is clear, every family owner can only marry one wife, and you need to have a clean family background and love each other, you are not qualified.”

Qing Huan weakly reached out and pushed him away. Although he had exhausted his strength, he refused to look at him, as if he was some disgusting dirty thing.

The third master was annoyed by her look, and said: "Master **** you, that's because you look down on you, what kind of low status are you, and you dare to pose in front of you? If you hook up with Jun Wuya, you need to Is the chastity archway erected?"

Speaking on the lips, the body moves more bravely, and Qing Huan's blood has become the best lubrication.

This little pain is nothing to Qing Huan. She made a painful expression, but she was very happy in her heart. This can be said to be a desperate situation, and there is another village. Just when she was worried about how to break up the Lianjian Villa and the Hua family, the third master Hua came to the door. , isn't it because someone gave a pillow when you were dozing off? Otherwise, as a weak woman, she has no power, no power, and no freedom. Wouldn't it be foolish to want to destroy the friendship between the Junhua family by herself? She has nothing to rely on except her body.

Why is it so humble, so weak? Qing Huan doesn't understand. Why did she cross the Naihe Bridge, see ghosts, and fulfill her wish for the new ghosts... These things, people in this world don't know, why does she know so much, but she is still so small, only worthy of being crushed by men What about under you? Qing Huan thought, today is Jun Wuya and Third Master Hua, and tomorrow may be any cat or dog. Is it still a tragedy like when she was alive? Could it be that she can only use this method in order to fulfill her wish?

She's not happy!

Why does she have to be bullied all the time? Why should a man or a woman keep possessing and exploiting her? Why should she be someone else's accessory? Why should she give everything for someone who treats her badly? ! Being bullied in life, and being bullied after death, why did she abuse herself like this? Are these people who bully her inherently nobler and superior than her, and she deserves to be defiled and violent by them? !

She's not happy!

The hands tied to the top of the head were silently clenched into fists. Qing Huan looked at the third master Hua who was immersed in sex, and he made a decision instantly. She didn't know whether she was right or wrong in choosing this way, but she didn't want to live like this anymore.

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if she climbs up step by step like this, she is not inferior to others in everything, why is the position that others can get, but she can't?

Qing Huan's body is too thin, and the third master tossed and tossed her for several hours before giving up. After the end, he still didn't know what to do. He seemed to take her as something interesting to play, and he was reluctant to let go. From the beginning to the end, he didn't untie the tie on Qing Huan's wrist, or he didn't care at all. This is a world where men are superior to women, especially as Qing Huan is still a lowly prostitute. For men, what is more human rights than prostitutes? They spend money, and naturally they have to play according to what they want.

"You're very good, and I'll follow you in the future, so you can save yourself from picking up guests again." The third master narrowed his eyes, rubbed his face against Qinghuan's full chest, and looked slightly intoxicated.

Qing Huan was silent, her eyes still full of pain. The third master lay down for a while, got up and put on his shirt, and said while wearing: "Could it be that you really dreamed that you could marry Jun Wuya? At this moment, you are here to pick up guests, and Jun Wuya is accompanying my sister on a tour of the mountains and water. So happy."

Hearing this, Qing Huan made a surprised expression: "You, you are..."

"Yes, it's me." The third master smiled evilly. "My surname is Hua, and I'm the third in the family, so you can guess who I am?"

Qing Huan gritted her teeth: "How dare you...Aren't you afraid that I will tell the son?"

"Since I dare to do it, I'm naturally not afraid of you suing." Third Master Hua showed a complacent smile. "I also really want to know, is this Jun Wuya going to choose to grow up together from a young age and to be my brother-in-law, or a woman who has only been together for a few years and bought with money? Miss Qiqi, I'm afraid you haven't figured it out yet. One thing." He lowered his head and kissed Qinghuan's lips. "This status is like the difference between clouds and mud. In this world, the matter of flying on a branch and becoming a phoenix has never happened before."

After he finished speaking, he took a heavy bite of Qing Huan and turned to leave.

After the third master left, Qing Huan grabbed the clothes that covered her chest and slowly sat up. If someone was present, you would find that Qing Huan's face, instead of the resentment and despair that she suffered after being smuggled, shone with a smile on her face. Layers of strange light, especially her eyes, were filled with eagerness to try!

Qing laughed.

After a while, the bustard opened the door and came in. Seeing her disheveled clothes and messy clothes, looking like she had been loved so fiercely, she couldn't bear it, but also sighed in her heart, saying: "Qi Qi... this is my life. , you can't resist, don't go to the horns for this matter."

She knew of the affairs between Qing Huan and Jun Wuya. If Jun Wuya could be consistent with Qing Huan, it would be good, but the bustard saw it early, they were not suitable at all. A person's status is too high, and a person's status is too low, so they can't complement each other, and they will only become more distant because of the gap between them. What Qing Huan needs is protection and perseverance, and Jun Wuya... His heart is filled with too many things, relatives, friends, brothers, responsibilities... He is so soft-hearted, insists on justice and principles, clear Huan will never be happy with him.

The third master is dipped in Qinghuan's body. In fact, the bustard is happy to see it happen. Before Yixiangyuan, there was no girl who was like a jade. They were always infatuated, waiting for their Qinglang to return from afar, but those men never came back. are all separated.

Any successful man would not be willing to marry a brothel woman as his wife. So, once you step in this door, you'll never want to go out again.

You can't get out. Even if you go out, in the hearts of others, they will treat you as a prostitute for life.

With a second man, Qing Huan may be able to see the reality clearly.

After listening to the bustard's words, Qing Huan raised her eyes blankly, looked at her, and pleaded for a while: "Mom, can you do me a favor? I want to see the son, can you send someone to look for him?"

The bustard was stunned: "Are you... sure you want to see him?"

What she didn't say is that these days, Tianjun Wuya has been playing around with the girl named Hua Xuer. In fact, she is very busy. If she is really busy, she is probably entangled by a cute and stubborn girl. Come on out of breath. She has been a bustard for so many years, and her eyes are very sharp. At a glance, she can see that the girl has more affection for Jun Wuya than her brother and sister, but Jun Wuya can't see it, and she thinks they are so-called. He thinks so about the "brother and sister" relationship, but other girls don't.

Qing Huan nodded, and the bustard saw her and said, "Well, I'll order someone to invite you, but... you have to be mentally prepared."

"He will come, he will definitely." This sentence seems to be said to the bustard, but also to herself, but in her tone there is worry and helplessness that even she is not sure about. The bustard heard clearly, looked at Qing Huan with pity, sighed slightly, turned around and went out, not forgetting to order someone to bring Qing Huan to take a bath with clean water.

In this world, only a young woman can believe in love. An elderly person like her has already forgotten about love when she is old. When I was young and beautiful, there were many admirers, and I was entangled in which one to accept. When I was old and pale, I would understand that love is easy to fade, and only when you are healthy can you live well. As for men...that's just a young dream.