Male God Please Lie Down

Ji Zeya sighed slightly. Fortunately, her current spell was very good for Qingming.

At least, her soul is inside, nourished, and she won't feel any fatigue.

Ji Qingming has arrived at the new interface.

The cold, this kind of cold, was completely immersed in the bones.

She was dressed very thin and tattered, holding a gray-brown dress in both hands, washing the clothes in the water.

I have frostbite on my hand, and the back of my right hand is almost the size of a steamed bun.

Ji Qingming's clothes shook in the water again, and then they wrung out the clothes and put them in the tub.

In this water, there are still some ice floes. With her shaking, these ice floes clashed.

Ji Qingming stood up slowly, his eyes were dark, and he almost fell into the river.

Fortunately, someone from behind took her elbow.

Just as Ji Qingming was about to thank her, a wretched face approached her.

Then there is a mouth full of yellow teeth with a smell.

"Little beauty, you go home with me, so you don't have to be so lucky!"

He was talking, his eyes were still wandering around Ji Qingming's thin body.

The original owner's body was really weak, no matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't pull the man away from her hand.

Ji Qingming's eyes caught his crotch and kicked him directly with a kick.

"Ah-yo-"

Probably it was the man who hurt the most when he kicked it. This wretched yellow tooth called out several times in mourning.

Seeing this man let go, Ji Qingming quickly ran away.

She ran vigorously until she reached the forest, and then stopped.

Ji Qing huffed his clothes and sat on the ground, no matter if the ground was full of snow, it was cold.

"damn it."

Ji Qingming let out a curse, and waited until she became capable later, to see if she would beat the man into a mess.

The gasp finally got well, and the fart was cold under the thighs, obviously the pants were soaked.

But Ji Qingming still didn't move. He just sat here. Now he still needs to absorb the plot, otherwise he doesn't know what the situation is now.

Ji Qingming's body slowly leaned against the big tree behind him, even if his body slowly leaned on it, the snow on the branches slipped down and fell on the tip of Qingming's nose.

Qing Ming stretched out his hand and wiped it clean, and then began to absorb the plot again.

The original owner was named Ning Qingming. She was born in a small mountain village. Her family was very poor. When she was six years old, her father died, and her mother took her to remarry.

When his mother married that family, she still gave birth to a daughter, and she was immediately disgusted. People from all over the family accused her of dragging oil bottles.

Her mother was too busy to take care of herself and kept busy with these things. Naturally, she who dragged the oil bottle was called by her as a maid.

In the village, there was an old widower who always wanted to eat Qingluo's tofu. He tried it again and again, and once Qingming went to mowing pigweed, he was stunned by the widower.

Qingming's clothes were taken off by him. When he wanted to do something, the lady of the merchant rescued Qingming.

Qing Ming wanted to die, but was persuaded by this young lady.

The young lady feels sorry for Qingming, so she bought Qingming with silver.