"Stay? Are you crazy?" Chen Xiaoyao asked loudly. "Have you forgotten that Xiaoyao wants you to marry him? I tell you, he is not a good man. If you stay, he will force you to marry him. Do you want to marry Xiaoyao?"
After Chen Xiaoyao finished this paragraph, he soon thought of Xiaoyao's face like a relegated immortal and added, "he is good for nothing except his good looks."
Jiujiu looks at Chen Xiaoyao, and Chen Xiaoyao is staring at Jiujiu.
Jiujiu sighed, "but I think he is very poor."
Jiujiu looks charming and looks like a little girl who will have the same lover for some trivial things.
"Can sympathy be a meal? If you sympathize with him, he will kill you. Have you forgotten your mother who is still in the hospital?
If you marry Xiaoyao, you will stay in this ghost place forever, and you will never see your mother again. Do you really want to marry him because of sympathy? "
Hearing Chen Xiaoyao say his mother, Jiujiu's expression was slightly moved.
Aware of Jiujiu's moving face, Chen Xiaoyao continued, "I have agreed with my friend that as long as you go with me, he will take us out of this place."
Jiujiu drooped her eyes, "but it's not very good."
"Life is gone. What else do you want? Are you stupid?"
"But money?"
"Don't you already have two hundred thousand dollars?" Chen Xiaoyao said bitterly. "Although you can't get five million, two hundred thousand is enough. Silly girl, it's real to live these days. Everything else is empty, you know?"
Jiujiu nodded, "I see."
Seeing that Jiujiu knew, Chen Xiaoyao didn't go on.
Chen Xiaoyao stood up.
Jiujiu saw that Chen Xiaoyao was wearing an almost transparent suspender pajama. With her movement, she could almost see the skin of her body.
Chen Xiaoyao has a good figure. Even if Jiujiu is a woman, she can't resist it, let alone Zhang Jinkang.
Jiujiu seemed to hear Zhang Jinkang's gulping voice.
After hearing this sound, Chen Xiaoyao chuckled and glanced at Zhang Jinkang. "Jinkang, can I sleep with you tonight?"
Chen Xiaoyao's eyes were like silk, and Zhang Jinkang stammered in an instant, "it's not very good."
"Now there are only three of us left. We are just like our relatives. What's wrong with sleeping with our relatives?" Chen Xiaoyao's voice suddenly changed sadly. "Do you dislike me for having been with Zhao Xian?"
Chen Xiaoya's face changed so fast that Zhang Jinkang couldn't stand it at all. "No, no, it's just that men and women are different. It's not good for us."
"As long as there is nothing in mind, what does it matter?"
Chen Xiaoyao said and winked at Zhang Jinkang.
Zhang Jinkang can only nod hard.
For Zhang Jinkang's despair, Jiujiu directly didn't see it.
There are only two beds in the room. Chen Xiaoyao has to sleep with herself if she doesn't sleep with Zhang Jinkang. She doesn't want to sleep with Chen Xiaoyao, a woman who covets her body.
Moreover, Zhang Jinkang obviously has two hearts. He is careful to think ahead, so she can't be blamed for not helping him.
However, the matter of three people sleeping at night was settled.
After washing, Jiujiu went to bed early, then closed her eyes and soon fell asleep.
Of course, today is the last night. Jiujiu can't sleep at all. The so-called falling asleep is just an illusion made by Xiaobai. In fact, she has been observing the situation of Chen Xiaoyao and Zhang Jinkang.
After washing, Chen Xiaoyao naturally lay in bed early, while Zhang Jinkang had a headache.
When he lived in the same room with Jiujiu before, he could still use the excuse that Jiujiu looked like a child to keep his heart pure. Don't have the idea of twists and turns, but it was obviously much more difficult to have a bed with Chen Xiaoyao, a charming mature woman.
Chen Xiaoyao's appearance is charming and charming, and her figure has a fatal attraction to men. Now she is wearing a layer of naked pajamas and lying next to her. Even a saint will have some thoughts, not to mention that he is not a saint at all.
Zhang Jinkang really can't go to bed. It's not very good to go to bed.
Zhang Jinkang sat at the table and drank a large pot of herbal tea. He pressed down all the anger in his stomach. Then he walked to the bedside and looked at Chen Xiaoyao lying on the inside of the bed. He lay down on the edge of the bed with his clothes.
Zhang Jinkang's face is facing outside, and his whole body occupies an edge of the bed. Even if he lies down on the bed, his whole body is tight. As long as Chen Xiaoyao moves a little, he will roll down from the bed.
Chen Xiaoyao thought she was so obviously tempted. Zhang Jinkang will understand what she meant. When she goes to bed, she will rush over quickly.
After all, it's normal for men to love women.
But who would have thought that Zhang Jinkang would guard against her like this.
This is not only an insult to her, but also a denial of her beauty.
If Jiu Jiu hadn't fallen asleep, Chen Xiaoyao would have tried her best to make Zhang Jinkang surrender to her charm.
But now, because of the existence of Jiujiu, she can only bear it.
When Jiujiu woke up the next day, Chen Xiaoyao and Zhang Jinkang were no longer in the house.
Jiujiu changes her clothes and inadvertently sees the incense and paper money she put on the table yesterday.
When the boss gave Jiujiu candle paper money, Jiujiu didn't care very much. Jiujiu didn't think these candle paper money could help her.
But I don't care. If the incense and paper money is swapped, it's not very good.
Although Chen Xiaoyao was in the house yesterday, Jiujiu didn't think Chen Xiaoyao would not take the candle paper money, so the only person who took the candle paper money and swapped the candle paper money was Zhang Jinkang.
Although I knew that Zhang Jinkang was not as good as he looked, it was beyond Jiujiu's imagination to swap the incense and paper money given to him by his boss.
Jiujiu carries her backpack to her body and goes downstairs.
The old woman prepared breakfast as usual.
Jiujiu filled her stomach and went out of the inn, ready to go with the crowd to see what the sacrifice was all about.
Jiujiu followed the crowd and soon came to the place where the old man threw sacrifices.
Xiaoyao, dressed as a priest, stood on a large table engraved with runes and looked at the river in front of him.
With the carefree gaze, the river is like a boiled one, bubbling outward. Moreover, the river keeps spitting out bones and smashing at the people around.
But this time, the people around didn't mean to dodge.