Private Wife

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Wake up again, the advanced version of Helen Keller is still lying next to (shen), and conveys the message to her very clearly-I am hungry.

She heard his belly growl like no one.

Xifan wants to ignore all this, she must have not slept long enough, otherwise, why hasn't the nightmare been finished yet?

With eyes full of helplessness, she pulled the quilt over and sighed in a low voice, "Sorry, I haven't gone back yet. Let me sleep again. Next time, she should succeed." Her tone was a little vacant, showing that she didn't even believe her own nonsense.

The man felt a slight tremor on the side of (shen), so he stretched out his hand to her face, and when he was about to reach her, Xifan suddenly found that there was a thick layer of blood, mud, rice grains on his hand...and so on. Dirt mixed with various substances.

She (body shen) who has a cleanliness instinctive reaction quickly shrinks back.

Without touching the physical object, his hands fell to nothing, and a slight disappointment appeared on his face.

Upon seeing this, her conscience was once again condemned, and it was already inhumane to kick the disabled person, and now he is cutting his self-esteem again, Han Xifan, you are a bad woman!

"Sorry, I'm not despising you, it's my problem. I have a serious hygienic addiction, and you just have a thousand years of stubborn dirt and century germs on your hands." (gan gan) laughed twice, the other party couldn't hear it at all, she was Explain to yourself.

He didn’t give up, and he moved closer to her. This time Xifan’s courtesy, integrity, shame, and cleanliness were in the war, and the latter lost, so she held back the skin bumps of the whole (shen) and forced herself (qiang) Stretched out his hand.

The next moment, he held her hand and smiled on his face.

She only saw half a smiling face, and she didn't know when he tied back the cloth strips again, but the dirty, ugly half smile made her feel very brilliant. He is a man who can influence others.

Shaking her head lightly, Xifan wanted to be more sober. She asked, "Do you like me... No, I was wrong. I asked you if you like the master of my (body shen) body? Are you lovers or humans? The former, I'm sorry, this body has changed into a new soul, and it's useless if you like it anymore, you know, it feels very important in the realm of love."

Well, she's just talking bullshit. The most powerful thing is that she is bullshitting an inaudible man. Ha, she can be written in history, and the title is "The Stupidest Woman Ever."

He grabbed Xifan's hand and pressed it on his stomach, the meaning couldn't be clearer-my uncle is hungry.

Have you ever seen a blind man cook? No, so yes, if you don't want to starve the other person to death after hurting the body and mind of the disabled person, then she should get out of the (bed chuang) to feed him.

But she really wants to sleep again, try to see if she can go back to Xiaomi (body shen), she feels (强qiang) repulsive for getting off (bed chuang), because she leaves (bed chuang) it means she is awake No, she had to confess her fate, which meant that she was willing to live in this time and space in peace.

But how can she admit her fate? Her small apartment has just paid off the loan, and the decoration of more than two million yuan has turned the small space into a large mansion. All the students are jealous and jealous. The restaurant can bring her hundreds of thousands of profits every month. The salary is quickly rising to the top of the four characters.

Guess what the salary of her first love is? Although abandoned, Xifan really can’t deny that Cai Yutang is a prophet. After he was discharged from the army, he worked diligent tutoring and studied hard, and finally he was admitted to the public office. After working for a few years, his salary also rose to four characters. Both of them are four characters. The difference is that Forty thousand and four hundred thousand.

That's why the ghost has to admit his fate!

Withdrawing the back of his hand (body shen), Xifan tried to pretend that he didn't find his grievance.

Young Master Helen flattened her mouth gently, bit her lower lip cutely, and pulled at the corner of her clothes.

After a twitch, there was no movement, and then she tugged twice, so her resistance became weaker and weaker, she turned (shen), she wanted to try to reason with him, and wanted to tell him "I really look forward to returning to my twenty in the next dream. The first century".

But he couldn't hear him, he looked like he was dying of grievances, alas... his pity hit her heart fiercely... It takes a lot of perseverance to reject the disabled, and obviously, her perseverance loses. A big chunk of the other party.

After sighing ten times, Xifan finally gathered her courage. She reluctantly got off (bed chuang) and walked to the stove. The more she looked at the stove, the more shocking she felt. Can this thing cook?

Kill her and see how big and heavy the pot is. It’s difficult to just move it out and clean it. She has never practiced weightlifting. It’s not the hardest thing. The hardest thing is how to make stars. Zhihuo ignited the stove, and the ugly words were at the forefront. She had never participated in the Boy Scouts.

Xifan knew that her complaints were boring and useless, but she still couldn't help complaining.

"Master Helen, I haven't burned it in my life

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<i>[Continued from the previous section of Chapter IV]</i> Chai, do you have a Datong electric cooker or oven here? If there is a microwave oven, I would like to say a hundred "Thank you" . "

She talked **** again, but taught her how to live without bullshit? She will be suffocated to death!

So go ahead, talk as much as you can, anyway, what the deaf person said can't be used as testimony in the court, can't directly convict her of crossing, can't put her on the pyre as a witch barbecue!

Xifan took a closer look at the pot. Fortunately, she didn’t need to lift it up to wash it. She bent down and picked a few thin piles of wood into the stove. Then she found some small sawdust and stuffed it in. Then the highlight came. How to get the fire out?

Drill wood to make fire? Xifan's gaze patrolled around the stove, looking at the few suspected flintstones beside the stove, who would teach her how to use the flint to make fire? She stretched out her hand and hit it **** the stone, would it sparkle out of shame?

With a heavy grunt, Xifan cried and asked, "Where are you yahoo? Where are you google? Is there any kind person who can teach me how to use primitive tools?"

Will God send a snail girl to help her cook and wipe the floor because she is frustrated? She knew she was talking **** again.

Xifan beat the flintstone helplessly, and when she tried the forty-third time, she started to cry.

Although she Han Xifan is not a woman who concedes defeat easily, she can't do without admitting defeat this time. She admits that she has no ability to mess around in such a ghostly place.

Putting down the stone and walking to the (bed chuang), she sat down beside the man (shen), crying and said, "Sorry, there is nothing I can do. If you are starved to death, can you say something fair to King Yama after you enter the underworld? Then, please tell me that it was not intentional. I am not doing it, but I can’t. I heard that **** is more tolerant to people with inadequate ability.”

Seeing the man raised his head slightly blankly and moved his nose, as if expecting to smell the scent of food in the air, Xifan smiled awkwardly. Sorry, she just made the whole house smell like charcoal fire.

His expectations were wrong, and she fell into this world, and she was even more helpless than Young Master Helen who could not see, hear, or speak.

"Forget it, I'll go out and buy some food. It's not what I want to starve to death." She told a nondescript classical Chinese, but such a cold joke made her unable to amuse herself.

Xifan turned (she shen) and walked to the door to open it, but after two steps, he turned back.

She was an idiot again. No matter which dynasty she was in, she had to pay for things, so where was the money?

She lowered her head to look at herself, recalling the plot in the costume drama.

Xifan pulls out his sleeves, no; flips over the placket, no; untied the belt, and slid the small K in a circle. There is nothing up and down, let alone a purse, even jade pendants, golden hairpins, and jade ornaments. …There is nothing that can be traded.

What should I do now? Where is the money? Xifan looked around. She knew that the chance was not great, but she couldn't help looking for money everywhere.

"Where's the money? Where is the money?" While thinking about it, she turned through every possible place for money. Even the mouse hole in the corner took a thin wood and picked it in. She didn't expect the money to be picked. When they came out, they disturbed a few fat mice eating brunch. They thought that there was an earthquake, and they rushed out one after another, so that Xifan jumped onto the (bed chuang) screaming and screaming.

If someone asks the man lying on the (bed chuang) at this time, is it scary with rats or scary women with screaming crazy, he will answer the latter without hesitation.

"There are mice, there are mice..."

Her scream shook the dust on the beams, and saw a handful of ashes scattered on the man's head, causing him to sneeze frequently. If it weren't for being too scared, she would probably laugh.

She screamed, using the man’s leg as a bamboo pole, and danced with the bamboo pole. Then the next moment someone was unlucky. She severely injured the disabled person’s calf. The man instinctively shrank his feet with pain, and Xifan made a heavy fall with an unstable center of gravity. fall.

With a loud "bang", he succeeded in revenge for Xifan's revenge for kicking him under (bed chuang). She also fell and fell into his arms impartially.

She knows how embarrassing this picture is now, and she shouldn't have any messy thoughts, but she really wants to say that no matter how thirsty she is (hungry Ji), she will not chew the poor and helpless Young Master Helen.

She is not a man, she will not go out and find someone to stop hunger, no matter how love is not going well, she has never tasted [one] night stand, but...Her right palm is pressed against his hard chest, and her thigh is pressed against him The upper head of the well-structured abdominal muscles, the left finger accidentally falls on his bullet muscle...

How can such a chubby and chubby underage man have such a "majestic" thing? What came to her mind was a seductive picture of a macho.

..("Private Wife" Chapter 4 full online reading end)..