Where's your boobs, madam?

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20

Li Huamian sat up from the messy bed, and the brocade quilt embroidered with large flowers slid off the scarred shoulders. An arm with a skin color obviously darker than Li Huamian's own was wrapped around his waist and abdomen. Somewhat still awake hoarsely said in a low voice, "Go to sleep for a while."

Li Huamian pulled away the man's arm, picked up the scattered clothes on the ground and put them on her body, "Get up, you should go too."

An arm gently encircled Li Huamian from behind, and kisses continued to cover the red marks left by yesterday, "Xiao Huaer is angry?"

Li Huamian turned around and hugged the person behind her, "I just want you to like me."

Lin Duanqing rested his chin on the top of the man's head, as if whispering, "How could I not like you?"

Li Huamian buried her face deeper in her neck, "You like me, but you also like the beauties in this world."

Lin Duanqing raised his lips slightly, "Good boy."

21

Li Huamian married Lin Duanqing in a way that he even despised because he just wanted to stay by this person's side. Ever since he met this person when he was 15 years old, he knew that he couldn't avoid it. In the back mountain, I left behind a name I don't know the true and false, and a lonely self after the noise.

Li Huamian, who was arrogant and naive when he was young, let go of the dignity of the young master of the Demon Cult for this person, and let others play with him, but he couldn't get back a little sincerity. It's really ridiculous.After that night, he returned to the church, determined to let go of the psychological resentment, embarrassment, grievance and mixed expectations, and even the joy he hated, and rejoice in the false "like" in that population.

He was obsessed with martial arts day by day, even his father began to appreciate him, he thought he could let go, no matter it was humiliating liking or stubborn expectation, but that person just didn't let him go.

It was already three years later, and Li Huamian, who had officially started to take over the affairs of the Devil's Cult, was tired of chores every day, and seldom remembered the various things of his youth.

That day, because he wanted to find a precious letter, he went back to Houshan, where he hadn't been back for a long time.

"Xiao Huaer, I haven't seen you for a long time." The man looked at him with a smile. His stature was taller than before, and his facial features became more profound and handsome. The moment I saw this person, the helplessness, grievance, and resentment from back then came back again, as if he was still the naive and indifferent but lonely and helpless Li Huamian back then.

Li Huamian drew out his sword, and the sharp sword energy cut off a strand of Lin Duanqing's hair, "The eldest son of Lin Dameng's house is a good brothel, so if you come to my demon sect, you will die!"

Lin Duanqing pushed the sword away, "I haven't seen Xiao Huaer for a long time, why don't you come and tell me about your lovesickness?"

Li Huamian snorted coldly, "Let's listen to Mr. Lin's words to those beautiful talents."

Lin Duanqing surrounded the people and sighed softly, "I really miss Xiaohuaer."

Li Huamian lowered her head and laughed loudly, "I miss you very much too." After saying that, a silver light flashed, and a dagger sank into the chest of the person behind him.

Li Huamian looked down at the fallen person, "Oh, I was so careless, it hurts so much, touch it, it hurts so much." Li Huamian took the person's hand and put it on his chest, "Lin Duanqing, I'm not the stupid and ignorant Li Huamian from before."

Lin Duanqing smiled wryly, "When I was young and ignorant, I didn't know that there were some people I couldn't provoke. If I hurt you, I'm sorry."

"Young and ignorant? You say you are young and ignorant?" Li Huamian covered her eyes with her hands, "It's been so many years, and now you come to tell me that you are young and ignorant to me like that. You say you like me, but it's a lie. Kiss me, Hugging me, those lingering relationships are all fake! Why, it wasn’t enough to humiliate me at the beginning, but now you want to do it again? What is it for this time? A moment of enthusiasm? Or do you think I’m just as good as those low-level friends of yours!!!”

"At the beginning..." Lin Duanqing said weakly as he lay limp on the ground.

"Yes, I was the one who had no shame at the beginning! I was the one who wanted to keep you in a humble way!" Li Huamian looked like a maniac, "And the last thing you should do is to meet me."

"Ahem, little painting..." Lin Duanqing stretched out his hand to catch the back of nothingness in front of him.

Li Huamian stopped, her voice hoarse, "This sword is all my petty revenge, and I will never come to this back mountain again, if you can survive, we... will never have to see each other again. "