The song of resentment is flowing, the newly cracked Qiwansu is as fresh and clean as frost and snow.
Cut it into an acacia fan, which looks like a bright moon.
How bright is the bright moon? It shines on my bed curtains. I feel so sad that I can't sleep. I pick up my clothes and wander around.
Chen Changan just spent the night with Miss Qingqing. The two talked about poetry, romance, astronomy and geography...
Chen Changan looked sluggish, while Miss Qingqing was refreshed. This was not only a gap in strength, but also a gap between men and women.
Girl Qingqing was lying lazily on the bed. Because chatting was too hot, she took off most of her clothes, leaving only a soft long ribbon around her chest.
Chen Changan stood up and looked at the scenery outside the window. He couldn't help but feel inspired by poetry. He walked a few steps and said happily: "I have it!"
Dangerous mountains and bamboo shadows for thousands of years
Cloud lock peak water flows by itself
Thousands of Miles of River Floating Jade Belt
A bright moon rolling a golden ball!
Miss Qingqing clapped her little hands and praised: "Good! Mr. Chen is unparalleled in his elegance. He is truly a wonderful man."
"Hey, I copied it," Chen Changan said calmly, "I forgot where I copied it from. If you like it, I will copy more songs and read them to you in the future."
Miss Qingqing covered her mouth and chuckled, "Thank you so much, Mr. Chen."
There are a lot of hypocrites in the world, and there are very few true villains who are as handsome and rich as Chen Changan. As one of the top romantic celebrities, Miss Qingqing has the right to choose her guests independently, but she has never refused Chen Changan to go upstairs. .
"Are you tired? Go to sleep and get some rest."
Chen Changan said with concern, and then blew out the candles.
In the darkness, Chen Changjing sat there motionless.
After an unknown amount of time, a hand gently touched Chen Changan's chest. Miss Qingqing leaned over and said softly: "Mr. Chen, is there something on your mind?"
Chen Changan sighed and said nothing.
"I have heard some things about Mr. Chen's family...please express my condolences."
Chen Changan still didn't speak. He had paid for it and had the right to remain silent.
Miss Qingqing said: "Mr. Chen, no matter what wind, frost, rain or snow you encounter outside, this place will always be your haven."
Well, it's a good harbor, but there are a lot of people coming to take shelter from the wind.
Chen Changan thought innocently.
Seeing that Chen Changan was still silent, Miss Qingqing bit her lips and said, "Mr. Chen, do you want to drink the water I have?"
Chen Changan's expression changed and he said in horror: "I won't drink anymore, I won't drink anymore, I really can't do it anymore!"
Miss Qingqing said aggrievedly: "Master Chen doesn't drink the slave's water, and he doesn't talk to the slave. Is it because the slave makes you unhappy?"
"That's not true. It has nothing to do with you."
"What exactly is troubling Mr. Chen? Can you tell me so that I can listen to it?"
Chen Changan couldn't be pestered, so he simply told the truth.
"Qingqing, I'm just, just a little pretentious."
"Hypocritical? What's the explanation?"
"You know that more than a hundred members of the Chen family were wiped out. I did not do that. I am taking revenge, but the road to revenge has just begun. I discovered, I discovered... I don't seem to be the material. I can't execute the enemies regardless of gender, age or child. They are still living people. They are living lives. And killing them will not make me feel the joy of revenge. It will only make me feel more empty. .”
"Mr. Chen, when is the end of time for retribution? Maybe you can put down your hatred..."
"It's useless to kill them, but torturing them makes me very excited!" Chen Changan interrupted Qingqing, "Hey, castrating them, watching them suffer so much, wanting to die but not willing to die, wanting to live but living at the same time is boring , this makes me very happy. Qingqing, what I am struggling with is, am I abnormal? "
Qingqing held back everything she said, and almost blurted out only one curse word. Finally, she still had some professionalism and knew not to curse her clients, so she held it back.
"Mr. Chen is really... really talented." Qing Qing praised against her will.
Chen Changan was very proud, "Do you think so too? Do you think it's good to be a pervert? How perverted can you be to become famous? I'm going to do more perverted things in the future. Do you have any good suggestions?"
"Well, Mr. Chen, let's come drink water..."
In the early morning of the rising sun, Chen Changan left the Red Romantic Manor in high spirits to continue his great cause of revenge. When Chen Changan left the attic, a figure appeared in Miss Qingqing's room.
"This Chen Changan, what on earth is he going to do?"
"The question came out, but I can't guarantee it's not the truth. He said he was going to be a pervert."
"What's the meaning?"
"It means that the men of the Cui family are going to suffer."
"Will this person have any influence on our affairs?"
"He's like someone who jumped out of a crack in a rock. He suddenly has such great skills. If he makes a big fuss in the county, it will certainly have an impact on our affairs, but...it's hard to say whether this impact is good or bad. "
"Whether it's good or bad, send someone to keep an eye on him. If it's detrimental to our affairs, get rid of him."
"Who's going to keep an eye on him? You know his skills, which ordinary people can't do."
"Haha, who said you have to be skilled to kill someone? It's easy to dodge an open gun, but hard to guard against a hidden arrow."
"It's up to you." Miss Qingqing took a deep dive, revealing her beautiful figure. "You can look at the arrangements. I'm very sleepy and tired, so I need to take a nap."
"Wait! Why did Chen Changan come to you suddenly? Did he notice something?"
"Why would a man come to me?" Girl Qingqing smiled charmingly and turned around to leave.
The mysterious figure stood there for a moment, seemingly understanding the meaning of Qingqing's words, and couldn't help but spit: "Shameless."
As the night passed, Dali County became more vibrant, with many pedestrians on the streets and vendors also coming out to do business. Chen Changan killed many people in the wild, but he was too far away from the life of ordinary people. Everyone was afraid of returning. He had to live his life as he should, but if he didn't go out and do things, he would starve to death. What could he do? You can only overcome fear.
In front of a breakfast stall, several small tables were filled with people. The stall owner made haggis soup and pancakes. The soup was delicious and the pancakes were golden on the outside and tender on the inside, which made people appetizing at first sight.
Chen Changan had been fighting hard all day and night in Qingqing Pavilion, and now he was very hungry. He generously ordered a large bowl of haggis soup and three kilograms of pancakes. Mutton soup is about the delicious flavor of the meat itself, but not the haggis. In this case, more spicy, more salt, and less vinegar are needed to remove the fishy smell of the haggis and win with the taste.
The sweet cake soaked in hot soup is so spicy and strong, it tastes so delicious. Chen Changan ate and purred, feeling very happy. The guests at the next table didn't know what they were talking about, but someone suddenly mentioned Chen Changan's name, and Chen Changan couldn't help but listen attentively.
"You know shit, Chen Changan is the murderer. You haven't seen his cruel methods. Not only everyone in the Chen family died, but also all the big families in the city were castrated by him."
"But I heard that Chen Changan was unjustly accused. He had nothing to do with the Chen family being wiped out. Those people occupied the Chen family's property, and Chen Changan was seeking revenge."
"Revenge? Haha, if he wants to take revenge, he should seek revenge from the Cui family. Do you think there is something wrong with the Cui family? Does he dare to go? The Cui family is fine. What kind of revenge does he want?"
"Shh! Stop quarreling, you two. What are you talking about? Don't you know that trouble comes from words? No matter what grudges these people have, does it have anything to do with us?"
"Third uncle is right, these people are not good birds if you kill me and I will kill you. As long as they don't stop us from living our lives, let them be."
