Just when I recalled the day when I was forced to become a female slave, someone knocked on the door and shouted outside the door: Yin Jian, it’s the third day of the lunar calendar (13:45), it’s time for the sinful animal to participate in the afternoon labor~~
I gently shook my body, trying to get out of Chuntao's limb entanglement, and said softly: Mom, it's time to get up, someone outside is looking for it. I was originally resistant to this title, but on the one hand, I would be tortured and forced to accept it; on the other hand, even if she is really my daughter, I have given up my identity and become Wang Meixiang and waited for death. Wang Meixiang called Lu Qijia as her mother. What does it have to do with my Mrs. Lu?
People who practice martial arts are keen to understand the situation, Chuntao quickly woke up. After learning about the situation, she jumped up and shouted that she was late, late; while quickly putting on her dress, I knelt beside her as if I heard Jiaer being late to school, and she couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckled (although her hands were handcuffed)
When Chuntao was wearing something similar, she ordered me to get up and stand up, and quickly restrained me into a state of backhand worship of Guanyin and straight legs.
She clamped my nipple ring and ratwoman ring with a traction rope, and then led me out of the prison. Although these parts had been damaged countless times in the year and a half in the secret room, under the peerless recovery ability of the body of heaven, they were still sensitive like the curse of heaven.
I swung my legs quickly, only hitting the ground with my toes and a small part of my forefoot. The steps I took were only half a foot (20 cm) limited by the shackles. Under high-frequency swings, I barely followed up with Chuntao with this stiff and limited movement.
This little girl is afraid that she will be late and walk faster and faster. She makes me feel hurt. I can only pant. When I speed up the frequency of my steps to increase the speed, I always feel unwilling to think in my heart: If I have internal strength...
When I arrived at the stairs, Chuntao reminded me, let me get on, let me get on first, I saw that she was anxious, and took a deep breath, and exerted force on the forefoot, like a spring, bounced up step by step every time I landed, and then took the opportunity to storm the power of the forefoot on the forefoot, and then took the opportunity to storm this method of relying solely on the strong body to store and convert energy. It was a set of self-organized in "The Conversion Issues of Light Function Mechanical Energy" published by Hainan Photography and Fine Arts Publishing House (a strange business name) in Beijing more than ten years ago.When the theory that is in line with our martial artists' cognition, this series of books "Using Scientific Principles to Explain Martial Arts Problems" was released, and the paper was expensive in Luoyang. Aiming warriors bought and studied it one after another. Unfortunately, the content was obscure and crooked. Few people could truly understand and apply it (I understood most of them). I don't know how talented the authors were like Mr. Newton, Mr. Joule, Mr. Watt, and Mr. Descartes were (the pseudonyms of cultural people are getting weirder and weirder). I really wanted to see them once, and talk together, and only sighed that they were stingy.
When I arrived at the ground, Chuntao led me to turn left and right. I felt that there were no masters around me, so I flicked my tongue a few times and remembered the route and surrounding environment in the black and white world.
Chuntao led me to the stable, where several female prisoners were waiting here. The labor this afternoon was to carry wood, of course I don’t think that person would kindly let us carry it in a normal position…
A servant said to Chuntao: This disciplineman, please block the mouth of sinners so that she will not disturb the people because of pain. I sighed in my heart. I didn't bring a gag tool when I came out in a hurry, so I could think of what she would use to block my mouth.
As expected, after a whisper, there was a stinking sound. The fresh foot quilt was stuffed into my mouth. Chuntao's feet were white and delicate, but they were sweating a lot. They were covered by thick official boots. The smell was really not good. This girl has been getting more and more sloppy recently. She doesn't wash her feet at night. She asked me to lick her every day. I pity me, breaking through the treasure of essence and becoming a celestial figure that the great master has obtained. Is the pure body used to wash her feet?
A thin rope strangled my mouth. This time the gag was not severe, so I could still make some noises, but why bother to expose it myself and ask for trouble? I pretended that the gag was very tight, and whimpered twice. A salty smell spread in my mouth, and at the same time my nose was full of a strong odor, which made me feel a headache.
Two servants pressed my head and asked me to lean forward as much as possible on my upper body. I need to stabilize my center of gravity without the blessing of true energy.
Although I have not measured it, without relying on true qi, the toes on one of my feet should have about 600 kilograms of strength. The so-called treasure of essence is to break through the limits of the human body, obtain the posture of heaven and man, and let all qualities of the whole body reach an incredible state. Using this physical strength, I barely maintain the balance, and the weight is almost pressed on ten toes. Thank you for your hard work.
While playing with sensitive parts such as my breasts, butts, vaginas, etc., the servants hung a heavy wood under my breast ring and labia ring.
It hurts so much, my tears fell in an instant. The most delicate part of a woman is not only pierced, but also has to hang a hundred pounds of heavy objects. The labia and nipples are like torn. The pain can only be borne by the body to bear the pain and humiliation that made me almost faint, but for Jiaer, I had to support it.
Although the feces in the morning were smelly and humiliating, they weighed only about 30 kilograms, and they didn't have to bend over. It was much better than the current 100 kilograms of wood, Chuntao held my clitoral ring, the servant whipped my butt, forcing me to move forward, I bit my feet tightly, and took it step by step, and there were only two thoughts in my mind: It hurts so much! You can't fall!
I moved forward step by step numbly, clasping the ground with my toes to maintain balance. I could feel that my toes were worn out, but it didn't matter, they would get better by themselves as long as they sleep.
Although I have worked very hard, the supervisory servant still did not satisfy my speed. He took a long wooden stick and inserted it into my soul gate (anus). I screamed from my throat. I had to speed up my pace. If there was no gag, I would imitate the brothel woman to plead for him and said: Little brother, you are really too cruel and too hard, okay? The female prisoner really can't stand it anymore. In order to be more comfortable in purgatory, I am willing to give up. As for the dignity of the great master and the shame of women, I can abandon Jiaer when I think of Jiaer.
Walking out of the prison gate, there are slums around us, we walked in the crowd, our nipples and labia were stretched to a very long time by heavy wood. I was naked and spread my legs, and was pulled by someone to the mouse woman. I was humiliated in public and walked hard in pain.
I could hear the fingers and fingers of people around me. The man used all kinds of dirty language to evaluate my body and made an appointment to spend three cents to taste me. The crowd kept spitting and throwing garbage. The child ran behind me and pressed my vagina and the soul with his dirty little hands. The physical pain and spiritual humiliation made me cry silently, but I couldn't escape the first time I was grateful that my eyes were blinded by poison, so I didn't have to see the scene around me.
After walking for a full hour and a half, I finally arrived at the cargo station on the edge of the slums and placed the wood in the cargo yard. I straightened my body and breathed a sigh of relief. After finally relaxing my toes, they installed me on a single-rod small cart. There were two horns on the shaft. I applied a little oil and inserted it into my body, so that I could clamp them and pull the vehicle forward.
The servant took out a pair of iron shoes and asked Chuntao to put them on. This iron shoes are probably a simplified version of the horseshoe nailed by the mare CuteCute. Chuntao wiped my feet with a wet rag at the goods station, and then helped me put on the iron shoes. My big toe and two toes were asked to clamp the raised tiles on the front of the iron shoes. If the shoes fell and lost, they would be severely punished. My roots must always be tiptoed, otherwise the steel needle at the back of the shoe would pierce the soles of the feet. Fortunately, on the way back, Chuntao removed the black iron rod and shackles on my legs, allowing me to bend my knees and run quickly.
Chuntao and the servants sat in the car, pulling my breast ring with the traction rope to control the direction. They drove me like driving a real horse. Chuntao beat my butt with a horse whip, asking me to speed up again and again
I haven't run freely for a long time. The training room is in life. I can go out to let the air at night, but there is not enough venue for me to run. Now, although I can't use light skills, and there are short chain restrictions on my knees and ankles, the distance back is enough for me to run freely.
I can’t remember when the last time I relied on my physical strength to run. Maybe it was my childhood playing with my sisters? Maybe it was my indulgence in the face of the prairie when I was young?
I ran quickly, and my iron shoes stepped on the street, and the crisp echoes formed a black and white world. In this black and white world, I ran through low and narrow shops; I ran through groups of mules and horses that drowned everywhere; I ran through ragged beggars; I ran through naughty boys playing on the street; I ran through pairs of poor couples who were busy with their livelihoods. I ran through a world I had never seen before. There was both beauty and ugly here.
As long as I run fast enough, the blinded people and their dirty words will not catch up with me!
Run, run, my heart slams my ribs, like a little eagle who wants to leave the nest; my toes are almost broken, my stamens are in pain, and my soles are also stabbed by steel needles many times, but I can't bear to slow down my speed, I can't bear to leave this long-lost freedom
Run! Run! At this moment, you are not Mrs. Lu or Wang Meixiang. You are just a free female hero in the world, Yu Luosha Hua Yingxue, run quickly. Hua Yingxue, run far away, far away, so far away that rumors and destiny cannot catch up with you!
However, happy times are always short, and any road has an end. It took less than 1/5 of the time to come, and we returned to the female prison. I walked through the gate like a gust of wind, galloped forward with the laughter of spring peaches and silver bells, and finally stopped steadily in front of the stable.
I gasped heavily with my nose, calmed my heartbeat, relieved my pain, got off the car, cursed and said that I was a crazy horse, and that Chuntao was very happy to spit out the bumpy ones. She smiled and unloaded me from the car, led me to the sink to clean.
My body was covered with sweat, and the dirty mud was splashed on my calves. Chun Tao brushed my skin with a hard bristle brush for washing horses. All the dirt quickly disappeared with the flow of water, revealing the originally smooth and smooth skin. This is the grandmaster's posture of a celestial being, a pure body. All the dirty and dirty things in the outside world are not easy to adhere. They only need a little water to clean them. So even if I lick my toes, I am blocked by my odorous clothes. As long as I rinse my mouth a few times, I will exhale like orchids or musk.
After washing up, Chuntao announced that all the labor in the afternoon was completed. She led me back to the dungeon to repair it and prepare for the evening work.
Back to the third floor, I knelt down and stood by, silent, and I was in a bad mood. Receiving customers was the training I least wanted to accept, and it was very likely that it was a gang rape.
Chuntao should have felt my resistance. She didn't say anything comforting, but just changed the shackles on my body to the most comfortable and simplified form. She took out my gag, and called hot water to help me clean the wound on my feet and apply medicine. Then she hugged my head and used her little breasts to comfort me. I cried silently in her arms. She accompanied me to cry. Unfortunately, we all know that the fate that could not be changed is next.
People's adaptability is very strong. I once became a master of Duanyue and the top five heroes in the world. I fell into an unknown female slave in the secret room overnight. I believe that one day, I will definitely adapt to life here. Just like No. 1, I am happy to eat more semen to fill my stomach, and I am proud of myself for the largest number of customers.
Chuntao hugged me and hummed a lullaby. My body suddenly vibrated. This lullaby was sung by the master when I was a child when I couldn't sleep. When I had Jiaer, I hugged her and hummed her to sleep again and again.
It’s really Jiaer! Dog Emperor, you brainwash her and change her face for her, and then send her back to me who was unaware of it, induce her, force her to discipline me, abuse me, and even... fuck me...
Dog Emperor, you are so cruel. It’s not enough to play with my body, but you still have to play with our destiny! I seem to hear your smirk in the void. You make me hate you for living in purgatory. I was unwilling to surrender, but now you win! I will hate you deeply and curse you until the end of my life
Jiaer noticed that I suddenly burst into tears. She was puzzled and hugged me like coaxing a child. She comforted me: Mika, don't cry or cry, everything will be fine, everything will pass...
I bit my lips tightly to barely reveal the surging feelings in my heart. I am afraid that once the truth is revealed, the dog emperor has many eyes and ears. After discovering the abnormality, he will beat Jiaer into a sinful animal, making her like me or even worse. How could her delicate body bear such a bitterness?
I recalled the situation when Jiaer was born: the newborn baby was delicate and young. She wriggled and felt soft. She felt a little blue at first, but slowly turned into a rosy color. She was connected to my flesh and blood. It was another existence separated from my body. I didn't care about the pain after childbirth. I quietly stared at the naked baby crying in my arms. The naked baby moved her hands and feet without a magnifying glass. She could hardly see her fingers.The nails, but the nails undoubtedly grow on the front ends of fingers and toes. When Nuwa created humans, she didn't forget that the baby in her arms pressed her little head tightly against my chest. Maybe she heard the sound of my heart beating. The child stopped crying and asked her to hold her nipples and breastfeed her. At the same time, she sang the lullaby that the master had sang. The baby's small lips tightly held my nipples, looking very pleasing.
I look forward to Jiaer's life when she grows up. The Moon Master blessed her. She must meet a tall and handsome guy, then get married and have children, and spend her life together in the darkness. I fantasized about Jiaer wearing a phoenix crown and a robe. She lifted up the joy curtain and smiled like a flower; she held a baby in her arms and had a gentle temperament; she and her husband were treated with their thrushes, and they were respected as guests; she had the money she saved at work as a dowry and was respected by her in-laws; she walked all her life around her children and grandchildren, and joined the tomb with her husband...
As long as Jiaer can be happy and healthy, all my sacrifices are worth thinking about this. I will no longer cry, firmly believe in Hua Yingxue, Mrs. Lu is dead, and now only the sinful beast king Meixiang survives!
I stood up from Jiaer's arms, kowtowed respectfully and said: Mom, I have figured it out. The sinful animal poisons her husband and kills her children. It is really unforgivable for heaven and earth! Now that I can use this lewd and sinful body to earn income for the royal family, this is the path of sinful animal's atonement. The sinful animal should be happy to ask her mother to clean and dress up her sinful animal and prepare for the evening picking up her guests.
Jiaer was a little confused, but she was soon happy that she could complete the work smoothly. She helped me take off my nose hook, wash my face, tie my hair, green squid, puffed pink, thrush, blush, and red lips. Soon I was dressed up as a married woman in a poor family. In the black and white world, I could vaguely see my appearance. I dare not say that my country is so beautiful, but I am also a beauty on earth.
The servant brought Jiaer's supper, and also sent a message: No one named Wang Meixiang tonight, and asked Yin to take her to the cabin opposite the Cao family's gambling stall to pick up customers after dinner.
Jiaer wanted to give me some supper, but I smiled and refused. When I had oral sex, I was prone to vomiting. Please be considerate.
While Jiaer was having dinner, I took the initiative to burrow under the table and lick her feet. This is because I need to practice a mental method, the Six Animals Degree: The Little Dog Emperor once forced me to recite it, but I didn't force me to practice it. He said that one day I will take the initiative to practice the dog emperor myself, and you won again, you are always right...
I recalled the devil's mental formula: those who look at the eyes and carve, those who hear the eyes and are healed, those who hear the ears and are smart, and those who think the heart are healed, so those who turn into pigs, those who do not see, hear, and do not think, there will be no harm... The spirit, the mind produces soul, and those who have no distinction between the spirit, and those who have become pigs, are the ugly habits of souls, and only those who have saints and pigs know that I have no self, and know that things have no things, and all things come, and those who have no nature to treat it as nature, and those who have no mind, have no intention, and have no intention, and there is no spirit. Only those who have no intention can be confused with the world, all things are the mind and soul, and there is nothing to be done at this time.Only saints and pigs can be used to make the spirit and spirit, but not spirit and spirit, and respond to all things on a day, and their hearts are quiet... All things can reflect the heart. One of my body, with pines on the inside, lice and fleas on the outside, fish and turtles on the outside, and flies on the outside, rats and ants on the fistula. My heart can be used to make all things, and the shadows can be used to stop me? Knowing that ignorant people are also me. Although the heaven and earth are big, they have colors and shapes, and there are numbers and directions. Pigs are neither color nor form, nor form, nor number nor squares. The heaven and earth are in the heart, and those who are essence and have no self, have essence and no one, and have no self. Therefore, ghosts rely on things to see the spirit, and those who are full of essence forget right and wrong, forget gains and losses. This body is not that, when they embrace the spirit, they are strong and weak at the time...
Because I am the Grand Master Duan Yue, I changed my course and practiced the silly pig Jue very quickly. I felt a desire burning and growing on my lower abdomen. It made my vagina muddy, swollen and itchy, and made my mouse woman erect. My heartbeat accelerated, her cheeks were hot, and her foot licking behavior, which was originally full of humiliation, became very tempting. I licked Jiaer's feet affectionately and tasted her feet. Every smell inhaled made me feel estrus, and every mouthful of salty smell made me unable to stop.
The Dog Emperor once said that when you practice the slut, you will no longer have shame and physical and spiritual pain, your heart is empty, and nothing can hurt it, your memories are forgotten, and there will no longer be any regrets or regrets. Of course, I don’t want to forget Jiaer, I just want to temporarily forget shame, freedom, and the past tonight
I licked Jiaer until her complexion was flushed. If it weren't for the time being, I would probably have put me in the local area and incest. I don't care about it anymore. Anyway, they are all women, so it's no big deal to play some fake phoenix games.
I will never tell her the truth, absolutely! Let her live easily and happily. Just let me bear all the sins and sufferings alone.
After dinner, my mother ordered me to defecate in front of her and run the slut. I almost lost my shame. When I handcuffed my hands and had short shackles on my ankles, I used a difficult position to squat on the gutter of the toilet and only touched my ten toes. My ankles were close but my knees were as separate as possible, and my vagina was exposed to my mother. I leaned forward and stretched my butt backward at my mother's command. I immediately opened the feces and urethra and excreted them happily. Then my mother gave me several enemas. Because of the posture of heaven and man, what I quickly excreted was water.
After I was ready, my mother strictly restrained me, put on an ugly nose hook again. The poor don't need a beautiful prostitute, and led me to the Cao family gambling file in the slum area of the destination.
There is a small house opposite the gambling stall. There are some tall iron piles nailed on the rammed earth ground in the house. They opened my shackles, wiped my feet and recontained them on the iron pile.
I was forced to lie on the table like a toad, with the wet stamens and soul gate waiting for visitors; my head was fixed forward, and my mouth could just taste the golden stem and jade dew: my breasts were exposed outside the table for breast sex; my hands were stretched horizontally and tied to the iron pillars on both sides, and my little hands could hold two sun peaks; my feet were extended diagonally behind, and could be played with by men.
As soon as he was fixed, someone couldn't wait to come to my house. When he asked clearly that the price was sanwen and ejaculated once, he paid very happily and approached my body with a stinking smell.
I don't hear people's appearance, I'm going to do my best to do it, my mind is full of desire for a man's penis, and I hum the most charming and humble screams, hoping that he can satisfy me sooner
A huge, hot and smelly penis penetrated straight into my throat, almost suffocating me. I adjusted my mouth muscles to fit it as much as possible. When it retreated, I took the opportunity to breathe through my nose and sucked it wholeheartedly, tasting the golden stem that was disgusting when I thought about it, but now it is no different to delicious food for me. There is a voice in my heart that tells me: You are the most despicable sow, and all the secretions of men are your most delicious food.
After several times, some liquid flowed out of the orifice of the semen. I greedily tasted it with my tongue and then slowly swallowed it. The Yang Peak swelled to the limit in my mouth. He gasped and pulled it out, came behind me, and stabbed it into my flower stamens.
So full, so warm, so comfortable, I moaned freely, and soon more customers were attracted to the door. They occupied my mouth, hands, breasts, stamens and anus. Those who didn't get the seat were rubbed with the Yang Peak to my toes to satisfy their cravings. I also thoughtfully hooked my soles and toes to rub their glans and yang dryness (coronal groove)
Gradually, with my whole heart, they ejaculated one after another, filling the orifices of my whole body and covering my whole body. I also got several orgasms. I greedily ate the semen that ejaculated into my mouth. The man Yulu comforted my stomach that had not been full for many days. I also transported the slut to suck the semen in the vagina and the anus into the deep place to preserve them. These can be packed and taken back for extra meals.
More customers lined up to come to the door, and they laughed unscrupulously and discussed my body and lowly behavior. But these humiliating sounds that I hated were now just like a breeze passing by my ears. I pushed the slutty decision in love and enjoyed all this.
Some boring guys are still in my mouth, in my vagina, and in my anus, I swallowed and absorbed the urine in my mouth and the anus, just to replenish the water lost by squirting, and the urine in my vagina is slowly forced out with internal force.
After drinking too much urine, I felt my lower abdomen swelling. I found a gap where there was no one for the time being. I controlled my muscles to rush out urine to the back. The scene was seen by the guest next to me who had just finished ejaculation. They smiled and talked: Look, this bitch pee at will when he drinks full. It's really a dirty and despicable sow. I don't think so much about this. I just urinate everywhere? If I hadn't had my enema in advance, I could have pulled pig shit for you to show me.
After several rounds of fucking, a bad guest ejaculated into my nostrils that were expanded by the nose hook, and then blocked my mouth. I watched me choked and suffocated. The guest wrapped my nose with leather, and then blocked my mouth with Yangfeng, so that I could better give him oral sex under the suffocation force. The guest put a small pot under my urethra, asked me to pee, and then pour my pig urine for me.
Fortunately, my mother and another discipline manager were there, and they stopped some too much gameplay from approaching the second day of the day. The customers were almost ejaculated. My mother drove the rest away, then liberated me from the iron pile, led me back to the women's prison, and as for the mess all over the ground, there will be a handyman to clean up tomorrow.
On the way back, a regular faced discipline manager said: I collected 106 people today, and 318 articles are probably the first time this beast has come out to sell himself. Everyone thinks it is fresh. I feel happy when I hear it: I can compete with No. 1 to compete with anyone who has won more men at one time.
Back in the prison, my mother took off the black iron rod on my thigh. I kowtowed to her and asked her to urinate. After my mother's permission, I came to my own urinary pot and forced out the semen stored in the valley with internal force. Mixed the pig urine excreted together to form a midnight snack. I knelt down and ate and drank a big mouthful of food.
Mom said disgustedly: Why do you eat everything? I don’t care about it. I replied respectfully: The sinful animals are so sinful that they are worthy of eating these dirty and lowly foods. Please be considerate of it. After saying that, I continued to eat, and finally felt full. It was so comfortable.
After I finished my midnight snack, my mother rinsed me briefly and then slept according to the manual.
Today's restraint is to hang my one-legged upside down, my mother first tied my upper body tightly with ghost-resisting silk. My hands were tied behind my back like a piece of firewood, my wrists and waist rings together, and my elbows were forced to bend outward. My honey hole and an aft were inserted into my anus. I had to wrap them with muscles at all times to avoid slipping out.
My mother asked me to lie on the ground, stuck the hook on the black iron ring on my left ankle, shaking my arms and hanging me upside down, I swayed in the air, and my right foot spontaneously bent backwards and drooped. Then my mother grabbed my right ankle and pulled it hard to the back of my neck. I also tried my best to cooperate with her, and used the perfect flexibility of the heavenly posture to put my right foot on the back of my neck. My mother took the rope and tied my right foot and neck together, forming a circle. Then she pushed it hard, and I was like a gyro spinning in the air.
After playing for a while, my mother took some gadgets and added them to me, such as the nipples and heavy bells on the rat woman; the heavy lead pendant at the bottom of the two horns made it harder for me to clamp them; the nose ring and the iron ring underground were connected with chains, making it impossible for me to move at all; the string tied the five toes side by side and then tightened them towards my knees; a 20-pound steel Yangfeng hung on the tongue, and a grease lamp was placed at the bottom to bake
In short, after being restrained, even if I push the despicable decision with all my might, I can turn humiliation and pain into joy, but it feels unbearable.
My mother checked that there was no problem, so she went back to the dormitory to sleep. The night talks that belonged to us were dead prisoners began. I used my right heel to tap the lock to convey the great meaning of martial arts.
Me: No. 1 and No. 2, are you here? Let’s talk for a while?
No. 1: You're just back. I've talked with No. 2 for a while and I've had nothing to say
No. 2: Good evening, No. 3, I feel that your martial arts are extremely happy. Is there anything good?
Me: It's nothing. I just practiced the slutty decision, and then went to the Cao family's gambling stall to pick up the guests all night
No. 1: Everyone knows how to practice the slut, but I have to master the quality. I remembered a joke: A female slave practices slutty too much, but she really turns into a sow. Another female slave sees it and doesn't believe it. She also practices slutty with all her strength. Finally, she hums, she can really become a pig, hum... Hahahahahahahaha, isn't it funny?
Me and No. 2: …It’s not funny at all…
Me: Don't worry, I stopped pushing after the pickup. There is still a little aftermath, and it will definitely be normal tomorrow morning
No. 1: By the way, this is your first public pickup. How many people have you been taking customers in one night?
Me: Not many, only 106 people
No. 1: Even if you use the most plain language, you cannot cover up the pride of martial arts.!
Me: Hahahaha, I thought I was very powerful after less than a hundred times last time, hahahahaha
No. 2: No. 3, don’t irritate No. 1, she is so unwilling to admit defeat
No. 1: No. 3, remember it! I will definitely break your record next time!
Me: OK, wait and see, I'll eat so much tonight, hiccup~~
No. 2: No. 3, tomorrow morning, you will be ashamed of what you say tonight. Try to control your conversation after the night talk. This is an experience
Me: Hahaha, I’m afraid of anything. Anyway, we are all death row prisoners without names and futures. It’s better to live happily. What else do you need for dignity? My dignity was completely gone on the day I was defeated by the dog emperor
Number One: Humph, I am different from you. I always retain my dignity. No matter how much humiliation I have suffered, my heart is always arrogant and free.
Number 2: Yes, if the body moves with the heart, and the heart does not move, then there will be no pain in the karma fire of hell
Me: OK, you will feel more comfortable thinking about it like this. Let’s continue to tell stories tonight. Have you read the Stories from a Chinese Studio? Do you want to listen to what was published about three years ago?
No. 1, No. 2: Want!
I gently shook my body, trying to get out of Chuntao's limb entanglement, and said softly: Mom, it's time to get up, someone outside is looking for it. I was originally resistant to this title, but on the one hand, I would be tortured and forced to accept it; on the other hand, even if she is really my daughter, I have given up my identity and become Wang Meixiang and waited for death. Wang Meixiang called Lu Qijia as her mother. What does it have to do with my Mrs. Lu?
People who practice martial arts are keen to understand the situation, Chuntao quickly woke up. After learning about the situation, she jumped up and shouted that she was late, late; while quickly putting on her dress, I knelt beside her as if I heard Jiaer being late to school, and she couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckled (although her hands were handcuffed)
When Chuntao was wearing something similar, she ordered me to get up and stand up, and quickly restrained me into a state of backhand worship of Guanyin and straight legs.
She clamped my nipple ring and ratwoman ring with a traction rope, and then led me out of the prison. Although these parts had been damaged countless times in the year and a half in the secret room, under the peerless recovery ability of the body of heaven, they were still sensitive like the curse of heaven.
I swung my legs quickly, only hitting the ground with my toes and a small part of my forefoot. The steps I took were only half a foot (20 cm) limited by the shackles. Under high-frequency swings, I barely followed up with Chuntao with this stiff and limited movement.
This little girl is afraid that she will be late and walk faster and faster. She makes me feel hurt. I can only pant. When I speed up the frequency of my steps to increase the speed, I always feel unwilling to think in my heart: If I have internal strength...
When I arrived at the stairs, Chuntao reminded me, let me get on, let me get on first, I saw that she was anxious, and took a deep breath, and exerted force on the forefoot, like a spring, bounced up step by step every time I landed, and then took the opportunity to storm the power of the forefoot on the forefoot, and then took the opportunity to storm this method of relying solely on the strong body to store and convert energy. It was a set of self-organized in "The Conversion Issues of Light Function Mechanical Energy" published by Hainan Photography and Fine Arts Publishing House (a strange business name) in Beijing more than ten years ago.When the theory that is in line with our martial artists' cognition, this series of books "Using Scientific Principles to Explain Martial Arts Problems" was released, and the paper was expensive in Luoyang. Aiming warriors bought and studied it one after another. Unfortunately, the content was obscure and crooked. Few people could truly understand and apply it (I understood most of them). I don't know how talented the authors were like Mr. Newton, Mr. Joule, Mr. Watt, and Mr. Descartes were (the pseudonyms of cultural people are getting weirder and weirder). I really wanted to see them once, and talk together, and only sighed that they were stingy.
When I arrived at the ground, Chuntao led me to turn left and right. I felt that there were no masters around me, so I flicked my tongue a few times and remembered the route and surrounding environment in the black and white world.
Chuntao led me to the stable, where several female prisoners were waiting here. The labor this afternoon was to carry wood, of course I don’t think that person would kindly let us carry it in a normal position…
A servant said to Chuntao: This disciplineman, please block the mouth of sinners so that she will not disturb the people because of pain. I sighed in my heart. I didn't bring a gag tool when I came out in a hurry, so I could think of what she would use to block my mouth.
As expected, after a whisper, there was a stinking sound. The fresh foot quilt was stuffed into my mouth. Chuntao's feet were white and delicate, but they were sweating a lot. They were covered by thick official boots. The smell was really not good. This girl has been getting more and more sloppy recently. She doesn't wash her feet at night. She asked me to lick her every day. I pity me, breaking through the treasure of essence and becoming a celestial figure that the great master has obtained. Is the pure body used to wash her feet?
A thin rope strangled my mouth. This time the gag was not severe, so I could still make some noises, but why bother to expose it myself and ask for trouble? I pretended that the gag was very tight, and whimpered twice. A salty smell spread in my mouth, and at the same time my nose was full of a strong odor, which made me feel a headache.
Two servants pressed my head and asked me to lean forward as much as possible on my upper body. I need to stabilize my center of gravity without the blessing of true energy.
Although I have not measured it, without relying on true qi, the toes on one of my feet should have about 600 kilograms of strength. The so-called treasure of essence is to break through the limits of the human body, obtain the posture of heaven and man, and let all qualities of the whole body reach an incredible state. Using this physical strength, I barely maintain the balance, and the weight is almost pressed on ten toes. Thank you for your hard work.
While playing with sensitive parts such as my breasts, butts, vaginas, etc., the servants hung a heavy wood under my breast ring and labia ring.
It hurts so much, my tears fell in an instant. The most delicate part of a woman is not only pierced, but also has to hang a hundred pounds of heavy objects. The labia and nipples are like torn. The pain can only be borne by the body to bear the pain and humiliation that made me almost faint, but for Jiaer, I had to support it.
Although the feces in the morning were smelly and humiliating, they weighed only about 30 kilograms, and they didn't have to bend over. It was much better than the current 100 kilograms of wood, Chuntao held my clitoral ring, the servant whipped my butt, forcing me to move forward, I bit my feet tightly, and took it step by step, and there were only two thoughts in my mind: It hurts so much! You can't fall!
I moved forward step by step numbly, clasping the ground with my toes to maintain balance. I could feel that my toes were worn out, but it didn't matter, they would get better by themselves as long as they sleep.
Although I have worked very hard, the supervisory servant still did not satisfy my speed. He took a long wooden stick and inserted it into my soul gate (anus). I screamed from my throat. I had to speed up my pace. If there was no gag, I would imitate the brothel woman to plead for him and said: Little brother, you are really too cruel and too hard, okay? The female prisoner really can't stand it anymore. In order to be more comfortable in purgatory, I am willing to give up. As for the dignity of the great master and the shame of women, I can abandon Jiaer when I think of Jiaer.
Walking out of the prison gate, there are slums around us, we walked in the crowd, our nipples and labia were stretched to a very long time by heavy wood. I was naked and spread my legs, and was pulled by someone to the mouse woman. I was humiliated in public and walked hard in pain.
I could hear the fingers and fingers of people around me. The man used all kinds of dirty language to evaluate my body and made an appointment to spend three cents to taste me. The crowd kept spitting and throwing garbage. The child ran behind me and pressed my vagina and the soul with his dirty little hands. The physical pain and spiritual humiliation made me cry silently, but I couldn't escape the first time I was grateful that my eyes were blinded by poison, so I didn't have to see the scene around me.
After walking for a full hour and a half, I finally arrived at the cargo station on the edge of the slums and placed the wood in the cargo yard. I straightened my body and breathed a sigh of relief. After finally relaxing my toes, they installed me on a single-rod small cart. There were two horns on the shaft. I applied a little oil and inserted it into my body, so that I could clamp them and pull the vehicle forward.
The servant took out a pair of iron shoes and asked Chuntao to put them on. This iron shoes are probably a simplified version of the horseshoe nailed by the mare CuteCute. Chuntao wiped my feet with a wet rag at the goods station, and then helped me put on the iron shoes. My big toe and two toes were asked to clamp the raised tiles on the front of the iron shoes. If the shoes fell and lost, they would be severely punished. My roots must always be tiptoed, otherwise the steel needle at the back of the shoe would pierce the soles of the feet. Fortunately, on the way back, Chuntao removed the black iron rod and shackles on my legs, allowing me to bend my knees and run quickly.
Chuntao and the servants sat in the car, pulling my breast ring with the traction rope to control the direction. They drove me like driving a real horse. Chuntao beat my butt with a horse whip, asking me to speed up again and again
I haven't run freely for a long time. The training room is in life. I can go out to let the air at night, but there is not enough venue for me to run. Now, although I can't use light skills, and there are short chain restrictions on my knees and ankles, the distance back is enough for me to run freely.
I can’t remember when the last time I relied on my physical strength to run. Maybe it was my childhood playing with my sisters? Maybe it was my indulgence in the face of the prairie when I was young?
I ran quickly, and my iron shoes stepped on the street, and the crisp echoes formed a black and white world. In this black and white world, I ran through low and narrow shops; I ran through groups of mules and horses that drowned everywhere; I ran through ragged beggars; I ran through naughty boys playing on the street; I ran through pairs of poor couples who were busy with their livelihoods. I ran through a world I had never seen before. There was both beauty and ugly here.
As long as I run fast enough, the blinded people and their dirty words will not catch up with me!
Run, run, my heart slams my ribs, like a little eagle who wants to leave the nest; my toes are almost broken, my stamens are in pain, and my soles are also stabbed by steel needles many times, but I can't bear to slow down my speed, I can't bear to leave this long-lost freedom
Run! Run! At this moment, you are not Mrs. Lu or Wang Meixiang. You are just a free female hero in the world, Yu Luosha Hua Yingxue, run quickly. Hua Yingxue, run far away, far away, so far away that rumors and destiny cannot catch up with you!
However, happy times are always short, and any road has an end. It took less than 1/5 of the time to come, and we returned to the female prison. I walked through the gate like a gust of wind, galloped forward with the laughter of spring peaches and silver bells, and finally stopped steadily in front of the stable.
I gasped heavily with my nose, calmed my heartbeat, relieved my pain, got off the car, cursed and said that I was a crazy horse, and that Chuntao was very happy to spit out the bumpy ones. She smiled and unloaded me from the car, led me to the sink to clean.
My body was covered with sweat, and the dirty mud was splashed on my calves. Chun Tao brushed my skin with a hard bristle brush for washing horses. All the dirt quickly disappeared with the flow of water, revealing the originally smooth and smooth skin. This is the grandmaster's posture of a celestial being, a pure body. All the dirty and dirty things in the outside world are not easy to adhere. They only need a little water to clean them. So even if I lick my toes, I am blocked by my odorous clothes. As long as I rinse my mouth a few times, I will exhale like orchids or musk.
After washing up, Chuntao announced that all the labor in the afternoon was completed. She led me back to the dungeon to repair it and prepare for the evening work.
Back to the third floor, I knelt down and stood by, silent, and I was in a bad mood. Receiving customers was the training I least wanted to accept, and it was very likely that it was a gang rape.
Chuntao should have felt my resistance. She didn't say anything comforting, but just changed the shackles on my body to the most comfortable and simplified form. She took out my gag, and called hot water to help me clean the wound on my feet and apply medicine. Then she hugged my head and used her little breasts to comfort me. I cried silently in her arms. She accompanied me to cry. Unfortunately, we all know that the fate that could not be changed is next.
People's adaptability is very strong. I once became a master of Duanyue and the top five heroes in the world. I fell into an unknown female slave in the secret room overnight. I believe that one day, I will definitely adapt to life here. Just like No. 1, I am happy to eat more semen to fill my stomach, and I am proud of myself for the largest number of customers.
Chuntao hugged me and hummed a lullaby. My body suddenly vibrated. This lullaby was sung by the master when I was a child when I couldn't sleep. When I had Jiaer, I hugged her and hummed her to sleep again and again.
It’s really Jiaer! Dog Emperor, you brainwash her and change her face for her, and then send her back to me who was unaware of it, induce her, force her to discipline me, abuse me, and even... fuck me...
Dog Emperor, you are so cruel. It’s not enough to play with my body, but you still have to play with our destiny! I seem to hear your smirk in the void. You make me hate you for living in purgatory. I was unwilling to surrender, but now you win! I will hate you deeply and curse you until the end of my life
Jiaer noticed that I suddenly burst into tears. She was puzzled and hugged me like coaxing a child. She comforted me: Mika, don't cry or cry, everything will be fine, everything will pass...
I bit my lips tightly to barely reveal the surging feelings in my heart. I am afraid that once the truth is revealed, the dog emperor has many eyes and ears. After discovering the abnormality, he will beat Jiaer into a sinful animal, making her like me or even worse. How could her delicate body bear such a bitterness?
I recalled the situation when Jiaer was born: the newborn baby was delicate and young. She wriggled and felt soft. She felt a little blue at first, but slowly turned into a rosy color. She was connected to my flesh and blood. It was another existence separated from my body. I didn't care about the pain after childbirth. I quietly stared at the naked baby crying in my arms. The naked baby moved her hands and feet without a magnifying glass. She could hardly see her fingers.The nails, but the nails undoubtedly grow on the front ends of fingers and toes. When Nuwa created humans, she didn't forget that the baby in her arms pressed her little head tightly against my chest. Maybe she heard the sound of my heart beating. The child stopped crying and asked her to hold her nipples and breastfeed her. At the same time, she sang the lullaby that the master had sang. The baby's small lips tightly held my nipples, looking very pleasing.
I look forward to Jiaer's life when she grows up. The Moon Master blessed her. She must meet a tall and handsome guy, then get married and have children, and spend her life together in the darkness. I fantasized about Jiaer wearing a phoenix crown and a robe. She lifted up the joy curtain and smiled like a flower; she held a baby in her arms and had a gentle temperament; she and her husband were treated with their thrushes, and they were respected as guests; she had the money she saved at work as a dowry and was respected by her in-laws; she walked all her life around her children and grandchildren, and joined the tomb with her husband...
As long as Jiaer can be happy and healthy, all my sacrifices are worth thinking about this. I will no longer cry, firmly believe in Hua Yingxue, Mrs. Lu is dead, and now only the sinful beast king Meixiang survives!
I stood up from Jiaer's arms, kowtowed respectfully and said: Mom, I have figured it out. The sinful animal poisons her husband and kills her children. It is really unforgivable for heaven and earth! Now that I can use this lewd and sinful body to earn income for the royal family, this is the path of sinful animal's atonement. The sinful animal should be happy to ask her mother to clean and dress up her sinful animal and prepare for the evening picking up her guests.
Jiaer was a little confused, but she was soon happy that she could complete the work smoothly. She helped me take off my nose hook, wash my face, tie my hair, green squid, puffed pink, thrush, blush, and red lips. Soon I was dressed up as a married woman in a poor family. In the black and white world, I could vaguely see my appearance. I dare not say that my country is so beautiful, but I am also a beauty on earth.
The servant brought Jiaer's supper, and also sent a message: No one named Wang Meixiang tonight, and asked Yin to take her to the cabin opposite the Cao family's gambling stall to pick up customers after dinner.
Jiaer wanted to give me some supper, but I smiled and refused. When I had oral sex, I was prone to vomiting. Please be considerate.
While Jiaer was having dinner, I took the initiative to burrow under the table and lick her feet. This is because I need to practice a mental method, the Six Animals Degree: The Little Dog Emperor once forced me to recite it, but I didn't force me to practice it. He said that one day I will take the initiative to practice the dog emperor myself, and you won again, you are always right...
I recalled the devil's mental formula: those who look at the eyes and carve, those who hear the eyes and are healed, those who hear the ears and are smart, and those who think the heart are healed, so those who turn into pigs, those who do not see, hear, and do not think, there will be no harm... The spirit, the mind produces soul, and those who have no distinction between the spirit, and those who have become pigs, are the ugly habits of souls, and only those who have saints and pigs know that I have no self, and know that things have no things, and all things come, and those who have no nature to treat it as nature, and those who have no mind, have no intention, and have no intention, and there is no spirit. Only those who have no intention can be confused with the world, all things are the mind and soul, and there is nothing to be done at this time.Only saints and pigs can be used to make the spirit and spirit, but not spirit and spirit, and respond to all things on a day, and their hearts are quiet... All things can reflect the heart. One of my body, with pines on the inside, lice and fleas on the outside, fish and turtles on the outside, and flies on the outside, rats and ants on the fistula. My heart can be used to make all things, and the shadows can be used to stop me? Knowing that ignorant people are also me. Although the heaven and earth are big, they have colors and shapes, and there are numbers and directions. Pigs are neither color nor form, nor form, nor number nor squares. The heaven and earth are in the heart, and those who are essence and have no self, have essence and no one, and have no self. Therefore, ghosts rely on things to see the spirit, and those who are full of essence forget right and wrong, forget gains and losses. This body is not that, when they embrace the spirit, they are strong and weak at the time...
Because I am the Grand Master Duan Yue, I changed my course and practiced the silly pig Jue very quickly. I felt a desire burning and growing on my lower abdomen. It made my vagina muddy, swollen and itchy, and made my mouse woman erect. My heartbeat accelerated, her cheeks were hot, and her foot licking behavior, which was originally full of humiliation, became very tempting. I licked Jiaer's feet affectionately and tasted her feet. Every smell inhaled made me feel estrus, and every mouthful of salty smell made me unable to stop.
The Dog Emperor once said that when you practice the slut, you will no longer have shame and physical and spiritual pain, your heart is empty, and nothing can hurt it, your memories are forgotten, and there will no longer be any regrets or regrets. Of course, I don’t want to forget Jiaer, I just want to temporarily forget shame, freedom, and the past tonight
I licked Jiaer until her complexion was flushed. If it weren't for the time being, I would probably have put me in the local area and incest. I don't care about it anymore. Anyway, they are all women, so it's no big deal to play some fake phoenix games.
I will never tell her the truth, absolutely! Let her live easily and happily. Just let me bear all the sins and sufferings alone.
After dinner, my mother ordered me to defecate in front of her and run the slut. I almost lost my shame. When I handcuffed my hands and had short shackles on my ankles, I used a difficult position to squat on the gutter of the toilet and only touched my ten toes. My ankles were close but my knees were as separate as possible, and my vagina was exposed to my mother. I leaned forward and stretched my butt backward at my mother's command. I immediately opened the feces and urethra and excreted them happily. Then my mother gave me several enemas. Because of the posture of heaven and man, what I quickly excreted was water.
After I was ready, my mother strictly restrained me, put on an ugly nose hook again. The poor don't need a beautiful prostitute, and led me to the Cao family gambling file in the slum area of the destination.
There is a small house opposite the gambling stall. There are some tall iron piles nailed on the rammed earth ground in the house. They opened my shackles, wiped my feet and recontained them on the iron pile.
I was forced to lie on the table like a toad, with the wet stamens and soul gate waiting for visitors; my head was fixed forward, and my mouth could just taste the golden stem and jade dew: my breasts were exposed outside the table for breast sex; my hands were stretched horizontally and tied to the iron pillars on both sides, and my little hands could hold two sun peaks; my feet were extended diagonally behind, and could be played with by men.
As soon as he was fixed, someone couldn't wait to come to my house. When he asked clearly that the price was sanwen and ejaculated once, he paid very happily and approached my body with a stinking smell.
I don't hear people's appearance, I'm going to do my best to do it, my mind is full of desire for a man's penis, and I hum the most charming and humble screams, hoping that he can satisfy me sooner
A huge, hot and smelly penis penetrated straight into my throat, almost suffocating me. I adjusted my mouth muscles to fit it as much as possible. When it retreated, I took the opportunity to breathe through my nose and sucked it wholeheartedly, tasting the golden stem that was disgusting when I thought about it, but now it is no different to delicious food for me. There is a voice in my heart that tells me: You are the most despicable sow, and all the secretions of men are your most delicious food.
After several times, some liquid flowed out of the orifice of the semen. I greedily tasted it with my tongue and then slowly swallowed it. The Yang Peak swelled to the limit in my mouth. He gasped and pulled it out, came behind me, and stabbed it into my flower stamens.
So full, so warm, so comfortable, I moaned freely, and soon more customers were attracted to the door. They occupied my mouth, hands, breasts, stamens and anus. Those who didn't get the seat were rubbed with the Yang Peak to my toes to satisfy their cravings. I also thoughtfully hooked my soles and toes to rub their glans and yang dryness (coronal groove)
Gradually, with my whole heart, they ejaculated one after another, filling the orifices of my whole body and covering my whole body. I also got several orgasms. I greedily ate the semen that ejaculated into my mouth. The man Yulu comforted my stomach that had not been full for many days. I also transported the slut to suck the semen in the vagina and the anus into the deep place to preserve them. These can be packed and taken back for extra meals.
More customers lined up to come to the door, and they laughed unscrupulously and discussed my body and lowly behavior. But these humiliating sounds that I hated were now just like a breeze passing by my ears. I pushed the slutty decision in love and enjoyed all this.
Some boring guys are still in my mouth, in my vagina, and in my anus, I swallowed and absorbed the urine in my mouth and the anus, just to replenish the water lost by squirting, and the urine in my vagina is slowly forced out with internal force.
After drinking too much urine, I felt my lower abdomen swelling. I found a gap where there was no one for the time being. I controlled my muscles to rush out urine to the back. The scene was seen by the guest next to me who had just finished ejaculation. They smiled and talked: Look, this bitch pee at will when he drinks full. It's really a dirty and despicable sow. I don't think so much about this. I just urinate everywhere? If I hadn't had my enema in advance, I could have pulled pig shit for you to show me.
After several rounds of fucking, a bad guest ejaculated into my nostrils that were expanded by the nose hook, and then blocked my mouth. I watched me choked and suffocated. The guest wrapped my nose with leather, and then blocked my mouth with Yangfeng, so that I could better give him oral sex under the suffocation force. The guest put a small pot under my urethra, asked me to pee, and then pour my pig urine for me.
Fortunately, my mother and another discipline manager were there, and they stopped some too much gameplay from approaching the second day of the day. The customers were almost ejaculated. My mother drove the rest away, then liberated me from the iron pile, led me back to the women's prison, and as for the mess all over the ground, there will be a handyman to clean up tomorrow.
On the way back, a regular faced discipline manager said: I collected 106 people today, and 318 articles are probably the first time this beast has come out to sell himself. Everyone thinks it is fresh. I feel happy when I hear it: I can compete with No. 1 to compete with anyone who has won more men at one time.
Back in the prison, my mother took off the black iron rod on my thigh. I kowtowed to her and asked her to urinate. After my mother's permission, I came to my own urinary pot and forced out the semen stored in the valley with internal force. Mixed the pig urine excreted together to form a midnight snack. I knelt down and ate and drank a big mouthful of food.
Mom said disgustedly: Why do you eat everything? I don’t care about it. I replied respectfully: The sinful animals are so sinful that they are worthy of eating these dirty and lowly foods. Please be considerate of it. After saying that, I continued to eat, and finally felt full. It was so comfortable.
After I finished my midnight snack, my mother rinsed me briefly and then slept according to the manual.
Today's restraint is to hang my one-legged upside down, my mother first tied my upper body tightly with ghost-resisting silk. My hands were tied behind my back like a piece of firewood, my wrists and waist rings together, and my elbows were forced to bend outward. My honey hole and an aft were inserted into my anus. I had to wrap them with muscles at all times to avoid slipping out.
My mother asked me to lie on the ground, stuck the hook on the black iron ring on my left ankle, shaking my arms and hanging me upside down, I swayed in the air, and my right foot spontaneously bent backwards and drooped. Then my mother grabbed my right ankle and pulled it hard to the back of my neck. I also tried my best to cooperate with her, and used the perfect flexibility of the heavenly posture to put my right foot on the back of my neck. My mother took the rope and tied my right foot and neck together, forming a circle. Then she pushed it hard, and I was like a gyro spinning in the air.
After playing for a while, my mother took some gadgets and added them to me, such as the nipples and heavy bells on the rat woman; the heavy lead pendant at the bottom of the two horns made it harder for me to clamp them; the nose ring and the iron ring underground were connected with chains, making it impossible for me to move at all; the string tied the five toes side by side and then tightened them towards my knees; a 20-pound steel Yangfeng hung on the tongue, and a grease lamp was placed at the bottom to bake
In short, after being restrained, even if I push the despicable decision with all my might, I can turn humiliation and pain into joy, but it feels unbearable.
My mother checked that there was no problem, so she went back to the dormitory to sleep. The night talks that belonged to us were dead prisoners began. I used my right heel to tap the lock to convey the great meaning of martial arts.
Me: No. 1 and No. 2, are you here? Let’s talk for a while?
No. 1: You're just back. I've talked with No. 2 for a while and I've had nothing to say
No. 2: Good evening, No. 3, I feel that your martial arts are extremely happy. Is there anything good?
Me: It's nothing. I just practiced the slutty decision, and then went to the Cao family's gambling stall to pick up the guests all night
No. 1: Everyone knows how to practice the slut, but I have to master the quality. I remembered a joke: A female slave practices slutty too much, but she really turns into a sow. Another female slave sees it and doesn't believe it. She also practices slutty with all her strength. Finally, she hums, she can really become a pig, hum... Hahahahahahahaha, isn't it funny?
Me and No. 2: …It’s not funny at all…
Me: Don't worry, I stopped pushing after the pickup. There is still a little aftermath, and it will definitely be normal tomorrow morning
No. 1: By the way, this is your first public pickup. How many people have you been taking customers in one night?
Me: Not many, only 106 people
No. 1: Even if you use the most plain language, you cannot cover up the pride of martial arts.!
Me: Hahahaha, I thought I was very powerful after less than a hundred times last time, hahahahaha
No. 2: No. 3, don’t irritate No. 1, she is so unwilling to admit defeat
No. 1: No. 3, remember it! I will definitely break your record next time!
Me: OK, wait and see, I'll eat so much tonight, hiccup~~
No. 2: No. 3, tomorrow morning, you will be ashamed of what you say tonight. Try to control your conversation after the night talk. This is an experience
Me: Hahaha, I’m afraid of anything. Anyway, we are all death row prisoners without names and futures. It’s better to live happily. What else do you need for dignity? My dignity was completely gone on the day I was defeated by the dog emperor
Number One: Humph, I am different from you. I always retain my dignity. No matter how much humiliation I have suffered, my heart is always arrogant and free.
Number 2: Yes, if the body moves with the heart, and the heart does not move, then there will be no pain in the karma fire of hell
Me: OK, you will feel more comfortable thinking about it like this. Let’s continue to tell stories tonight. Have you read the Stories from a Chinese Studio? Do you want to listen to what was published about three years ago?
No. 1, No. 2: Want!
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