Once again she changes her tone into a soft one, like begging for help: "I know that it is wrong of me to enter your bedroom without permission, but it’s my first time...and I can guarantee that there will be no next time, no, it will never be in the future! You, that, that, can’t you let me go this time? Really, I absolutely will never say your secret." Oh, this is sad, she doesn’t even know what secrets he has.
"Only dead people can keep secrets forever."
"Eh?" Qu Taner’s mood fell again.
"You shouldn’t touch ben w.a.n.g’s things."
"I won’t dare in the future."
"No later." Mo Liancheng smiled indifferently as his footsteps slowly approached her.
"Really, I swear, I will never tell your secret!"
"With your death, wouldn’t that make ben w.a.n.g more a.s.sured?" If she stayed in her Snow courtyard, he wouldn’t move her, but she had to make a move on his bedroom, it’s her fault, she shouldn’t have touched something she’s not allowed to touch.
"You ******, b.a.s.t.a.r.d! Just a broken bed, what about it is secret? Do you dislike me lying down on your bed that much? Did I dirty it? If worst come to worst, I will clean the bed, and the quilt. At most, after I finish was.h.i.+ng, I will take a bottle of perfume and spray it to change the smell. You are going to kill me, just because of this trivial matter? Is it that my life is not as precious as your bed? You, You, you are simply taking human life as gra.s.s!"
(human life as gra.s.s: idiom meaning to kill people like scything gra.s.s)
Qu Tan was on fire, she stretched her hand, pointing her finger at Mo Liancheng and swearing at him, looking nothing like her previous image, a wise and virtuous woman, gentle and soft, now that she is going to die, she doesn’t care so much anymore.
(on fire: very angry)
"You just lay down on ben w.a.n.g’s bed?" Mo Liancheng squinted and stared at her, as if wanting to see any flaw from her face, but looking at that angry yet scared face, he wasn’t able to discover anything wrong.
"Yes! Isn’t it just sleeping on your bed for a while? It’s not a big thing." It seems that she is not mistaken, this room is really hiding a lot of dead bodies.
"Apart from the bed, did you move ben w.a.n.g’s things."
"Move? What things?" She asked puzzled.
"The things on the wall are missing. There are traces of movement."
"b.a.s.t.a.r.d! Don’t think that you are a w.a.n.g ye, so you can talk nonsense. I tell you that you must be worthy of your own conscience. Otherwise, you will be thundered someday. Besides this broken bed, ben xiaojie has not moved anything in the room!" Qu Tan’er stared thinking that this thing is becoming more and more wrong... (something is fishy)
(Thundered: meaning to receive punishment from heaven by getting stricken by lightning or thunder)
(ben xiaojie: this young lady, a way of talking arrogantly)
"You did not?" he questioned.
" Are you deaf or blind, I said that I did nothing." Qu Tan’er was on fire again, she gave him a supercilious look and decided to no longer care about him, she directly turned over and pa.s.sed by him, with her struggle before death, her temper was already exposed anyway.
"Didn’t?" Mo Liancheng stopped and stared at her thoughtfully.
"Did not, I already said, I said it a hundred times, and I am still saying that, I did not, did, not, I, did, NOT."
"If not then it’s not, no need to say it so loudly, unless you want everyone in the whole house to see what is the real temper of their w.a.n.g fei?"
"Eh?" Qu Taner’s was stunned, just wanted to ask what he meant, but the next moment, immediately realized the mistake she made, her small face quickly restored it’s calm, the small hand that was on her waist like a hooligan was quickly put down.
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