Relying on the system of criticizing people to become a god in farming literature

Chapter 133
After a ridiculous night, the two of them didn't wake up until daylight.

Xiaodie suddenly felt sore all over and stretched her body lazily.

It wasn't until he touched a man's strong arm that he realized he was on someone else's bed.

Thinking back to the beautiful scenery last night, Xiaodie couldn't help but blush with embarrassment.

She turned around and stared at Cheng Yaozu for a moment, with deep admiration and attachment in her eyes.

Otherwise, the world always says that women are soft-hearted and fall into trouble easily.

Xiaodie already had an admiration for Cheng Yaozu, and now she climbed onto his bed by chance.

It can be said that Xiaodie's heart is all tied to Cheng Yaozu.

Aware of the burning gaze of the person beside him, Cheng Yaozu no longer wanted to continue dozing off.

The black crow-like eyelashes trembled a few times and then he opened his eyes.

"Yaozu, you wake up!"

Seeing Cheng Yaozu wake up, Xiaodie called out in a friendly tone.

After last night, Xiaodie thought that the relationship between the two of them had already taken a step closer.

A woman's little thoughts are at work, and she naturally wants to become closer to her lover.

But when Cheng Yaozu faced her sweet voice, a hint of impatience flashed in his eyes.

It's just that Xiaodie was lying on one side and couldn't see clearly.

For Cheng Yaozu, Xiaodie is just a recreational thing.

If he wants such women, he can just wave his hand and there will be a large group of them.

Not to mention his current capital.

When he had nothing, many women admired his appearance and hoped to have sex with him.

Among those women, there are many who are beautiful and slim.

He is countless times better now than before.

Xiaodie is just an ordinary maid in Qiu Mansion.

To be able to win his favor and sleep on his bed was a blessing that took many lifetimes to cultivate.

But as soon as she tasted some sweetness, she became so excited that she forgot about her roots. Cheng Yaozu really didn't like the way she was trying to get more than she wanted.

So when her deliberately affectionate name fell into Cheng Yaozu's ears, she was naturally disgusted.

Men are just cheap and they think the moon is too cold.

The blooming roses on the ground seemed too ostentatious to them.

The woman a man likes only exists in his imagination.

The power of fantasy can give a person the best golden light.

They first want the other person to be aloof in front of outsiders, have a good family background and good appearance, and not to show off.

You also want the other person to be charming, charming, bright and generous in private.

It's best to be clear about bed matters, and to be reluctant to talk about it, in a lingering and sentimental way.

It’s a typical case of wanting, wanting, and wanting.

Not to mention that there are very few such women, even if there are such women, why do they have to be with stinky men like them?
There are also many infatuated and silly women who deliberately change and cater to the people they like in order to please them.

It's obviously a rose, but it has to bloom like a lily.

It's really the worst mistake, and a very unnecessary thing.

Unfortunately, most people are trapped in their own deep feelings and cannot escape for a long time.

What's more, as time goes by, I can't tell whether I love this person or the affectionate self.

The starting point and end point of loving others should be self-love.

Only you are the most worthy of love. If you are not willing to regard yourself as a treasure, then who else will?

Cheng Yaozu didn't say anything, he sat up, lifted the quilt, and got off the bed.Sunlight streamed in from the window, giving the room a golden glow.

The pouring sunlight is like a warm hand, gently caressing every inch of the room.

The desk, chairs, floor, and even the piled clutter all become vivid under the sunlight.

Cheng Yaozu's figure looked a little hazy in the flickering sunlight.

Xiaodie didn't understand why Cheng Yaozu's attitude was so cold. She covered her chest with the quilt and sat up slowly.

"Yaozu...why did you..."

Xiaodie became a little anxious when she saw Cheng Yaozu starting to put on his clothes. He didn't care about the sudden beauty and wanted to stand up to stop him.

Cheng Yaozu stopped what he was doing, and his eyes fell lightly on Xiaodie.

Oddly enough, this look couldn't be called harsh, let alone terrifying, but it sent a chill down one's spine for no reason.

It looked like he was being stared at by a snake spitting out letters.

The snake swam in the shadows, its body seemed like a thin stream flowing in the darkness.

Its movement was silent, not a sound breaking the silence around it.

As if afraid of being discovered by the light, he only moves where the light and shadow intersect.

And its cold, glass-bead-like eyes reflected faint rays of light, like dark gleams in the night.

Cheng Yaozu exudes a subtle sense of threat, a kind of coldness and danger emanating from his bones.

Although he looks gentle and elegant on the outside, you can feel that there is unspeakable cruelty and cunning inside him.

What's even scarier is that he seems to know how to use his abilities.

He waits silently for his prey to walk into his attack range, and then attacks with lightning speed.

Xiaodie's questioning voice reached her mouth and was swallowed again.

Without the quilt, she realized that her heat was gradually losing.

Out of fear, Xiaodie put the quilt back around her body, covering her snow-white skin.

Cheng Yaozu's eyes were dark and unclear, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

After a long while, he straightened his robes and then spoke leisurely.

"Clean yourself up and go back to where you belong."

"You are not allowed to come to me without my permission."

"Also, you are not allowed to directly call me by my name, whether publicly or privately."

"Qiu Wanying is just missing, but she is not dead yet. I am still your uncle of the Qiu Mansion."

After hearing this, Xiaodie was instantly dumbfounded.

She thought that after this night, she would fly onto the branch and become a phoenix.

I never expected that after Cheng Yaozu wiped himself clean, he would just pick up his pants and leave.

Xiaodie was naturally unwilling.

After all, she had an innocent body, and she just gave it away like this, but got nothing out of it.

"what do you mean?"

"You are killing everyone like this, you are not afraid of me...I..."

Because of her rapid breathing, Xiaodie's chest rose and fell more widely, which dazzled her eyes in the bright sunlight.

Xiaodie didn't say everything, but even a fool knew what she meant.

It was just that he felt that he had a handle on Cheng Yaozu and could use this to blackmail him.

But is Cheng Yaozu the kind of person who only cares about temporary pleasure and throws his own plans behind him?

Seeing her little expression, Cheng Yaozu smiled disdainfully, moved closer, and pinched her chin.

(End of this chapter)