I Became Cinderellas Vicious Stepsister Chapter 173
Walking from the east to the west of the city seems to go from prosperity to ruin.
The small buildings became low-rise sheds, the street surface changed from a clean bluestone road to a dusty yellow mud road, and one did not pay attention, the heels would still sink into the deep mud pits, and then pull out When 1 came out, the shoes were perfectly integrated with the mess around here.
"...50 rupees a month, I wouldn't rent it to you if there was proof of the mayor's opening." The landlord gave them a bunch of keys and walked away scoldingly. Before leaving, he couldn't help but glance at the little wife next to the man, but it was really beautiful in the town.
Unfortunately, in the west of the city...
You can't hold it without some skills.
The landlord shook his head and left with emotion.
Liu Yu looked up at the house in front of him, the stone-built house, on the first floor, and hardly pulled out a crooked small window.
Looking through the window, there is a bed, a chair, and the opposite side of the bed, there is a stove built up with stones, and some moldy straw is placed against the wall, as if it has not been lived in a long time. .
"Belle, you can regret it later."
"Sorry? No, never."
Liu Yu took the first step and opened the door generously with the key.
As soon as the wooden door was closed, the eyes watching around were isolated, and he sighed slightly: the house is surrounded by walls.
"One rupee is gone... Mr. Leslie, the rice bowl is empty, no wheat, no milk, and no lamb chops."
"However," she picked up a gray cloth on the table. "Fortunately, we still have rags and buckets."
She smiled at him:
"Dear Mr. Leslie, let's clean it."
The girl's laugh was dazzling with gold in the dark room.
He grabbed the rag from her and pushed her aside to sit down:
"Sit, dear Mrs. Leslie. A gentleman is determined not to let her lady use a little finger."
"You mean... I'm sitting, are you working?"
"Yes, Belle..." He squatted down, held her shoulders, and stared at her, "The little girl only needs to be responsible for play and happiness."
Liu Yu looked at him for a while and suddenly said:
"You will spoil me, Gaia."
"If you can, Belle, you can be a little worse."
He patted her and got up and left.
Liu Yu lost his mind slightly.
There were dozens of colorful jolly candies on her knees, which was given to her when he pushed her to sit down. He really coaxed her like a child...
She looked into the distance.
In the gray street, there is no green hills and green waters in the west of Teres Town, no Huatang Golden Temple, only a wide and fat man who is not very eye-catching. He wears ordinary clothes and carries an equally wide and fat man. The fat bucket goes to the river to fetch water.
The setting sun put a soft light on his body, making his back look firm and warm.
Although the stone house is not big, it is already late at night to scrub it clean inside and out.
Wan Lai is silent, only the street dogs bark one after another.
There was only a narrow wooden bed in the house, and the chairs were made of wood, only one leg was lame, and the moldy straw was thrown outside the door.
Liu Yu stood by the window and looked at the moon outside the window:
"It turned out to be a full moon..."
A shadow enveloped her.
Gaia stood next to her and looked up at the moon:
"What are you thinking?"
Liu Yu looked sideways and found out that he didn't know when he had recovered his original appearance.
The large black silk robe was raised by the wind, the hair was drooping, almost to the ground, and the deep and pale face, a pair of green eyes like the forest in the mist. He stood beside her like a king who controlled everything in the dark night
It seems to be far away again.
She didn't like this feeling very much, reaching for her eyes.
"As soon as you change back...I feel like someone from another world."
"Not used yet?"
He grabbed her hand.
"Yes, I can't get used to it." Liu Yu stared at him straightly, "You're so beautiful."
He seemed to be directly pleased by her.
Bowed her head and kissed her in the palm of her hand: "So, Mr. Leslie, who is so beautiful, can we ask our relationship to go further?"
Liu Yu: ...
She smiled and pulled out her hand: "It depends on your performance."
The youth was not annoyed, but just turned to look out the window:
"So, Belle, you see... Pi Xiang's confusion is only temporary and cannot shake you."
Liu Yu did not deny it.
She can give birth to desire in front of his face, but can go further...
She also looked out the window.
"...When I first came to this world, it was also a full moon." She seemed to fall into memory, "At that time I was scared, and I was afraid I would not live long."
"Are you still scared?"
"Afraid, not afraid..."
"How to say?"
"As long as people have expectations, there is something they want to catch in their hands... there is no way to be afraid."
The young man turned his head.
In the moonlight, the girl's eyes are crystal clear, and there seems to be a lake of mind.
The atmosphere suddenly fell silent.
"Then what you expect..." The youth paused. "Is there me?"
Liu Yu did not speak.
After a while, I suddenly laughed: "I must have thought that when I was a child, one day in the future, I would choose to ask for trouble... I know, I hate bugs, mice... Oh, there is darkness, and hunger. "
Gaia shook the little girl in the dark room.
He raised his hand and lightly pressed her head:
"Because she grew up."
Then Feng Feng suddenly turned:
"How about, do you want to do something else?"
Liu Yu: ...
She raised her face and refused coldly:
"Sorry, Mr. Cannon 1, I don't want to go to bed with you at the moment"
"--No, Belle, I'm afraid you misunderstood, I'm not asking you for joy."
The young man smiled, and the green eyes shone in the moonlight, like a sparkling lake: "I just want to draw a picture... Of course, if you want to invite me before painting, I can cooperate."
Liu Yu's face flushed.
She turned her head:
"No, I don't want anything."
The girl's bulging cheeks are like a cute dolphin.
He kissed her and pushed her again, let her sit by the bed and adjusted her posture:
"Well, great, sit here... that's it."
"So, Gaia... Do you want to draw me?" The girl took his hand and didn't let him get up. The man sat in his arms with his hands around his neck, "but Uncle Octopus said...you Never draw people."
The youth lost his mind slightly, and said after the meeting:
"Mrs. Leslie is of course different from others."
"What's different?" The girl's fingers descended all the way from his chest. "Here? Here..."
The black-gold robe pulled a slight sound in her nails, and all his movements stopped, no oil lamp, no candle, only moonlight. In the ultimate silence, she suddenly grabbed it, and he grunted, which was extremely sexy.
Liu Yu listened to his ears, and his body began to dry up. 1
He held her hand and his voice was very weak:
She seemed content.
He smiled and dropped his hand, his hair flicked back: "Okay, dear painter, please draw."
The air froze, like a tight string.
At the next moment, it was broken by a low breath:
His ankle was pulled, he bullied:
"No, Mr. Painter wants to test Mrs. Leslie first... to paint."
The sound passed into the ears, low and dumb.
She kicked him and was ripped off.
Seemingly unprepared, he bowed his head and kissed her, his long fingers like a magician's baton, bringing a strange shudder.
"Very good, my girl..."
"That's it, like now..."
She seemed to be caught in the illusion of a spring day, confused, only to see the gods take off the cold robe, entangled in the greedy vines, and the black hair became a sticky snake, wandering around her, mist He also dyed his green eyes into a chaotic ocean, and he and her perished in the sea of madness and confusion, passion and desire.
"Look at me." He held up her chin. "Always remember this moment... It's me who accounts for 1 of you."
She reached out and tried to touch his eyes, but she finally fell down weakly.
The night is deep.
The moon is deep.
The breath of the people around him calmed down, and the youth opened his eyes.
He looked quietly out of the window, and after a while, got out of bed in his robe.
There was nothing in the stone house, empty.
Like a wandering soul, he transferred in the house, waiting for the first light in the morning to enter the room-after the girl's eyelids moved, he reached out and a ray of black light fell:
The girl fell asleep again.
The youth pushed the door out.
When stepping out of the eaves step by step, the tall, slender body began to become short and fat, the gorgeous black-gold robes became gray civilian costumes, and the gorgeous and delicate face was also covered by the ordinary and mediocre.
The civilians began to wake up and run around for their livelihood.
Pedestrians on the street gradually increased, the smoke from the straight chimney, and the smell of food filled the air--
Most are not very tempting.
Gaia walked slowly along the street, his face was always calm, and he was not moved by this vitality, as if looking at the mediocre creatures on the street like evaluating something.
Icy, without any emotion.
In the end, it seemed that the observation was enough and stood in front of a wide gate.
The street was neat and clean. Two servants stood in front of the gate. They wore black vests and white shirts and cotton trousers loosely stuffed into black riding boots. When they saw him, they reached out and drove out: "This is the house of Viscount Owen! , Dare to stand in front of Lord Viscount! Go! Go!"
"I'm looking for Viscount Owen."
"Do you think Lord Viscount sees everyone?" The attendants were to rush again, but when they met the green eyes, all the lightness and unconsciousness disappeared, and they bowed their heads respectfully, "Yes! Master, this I will notify you."
Viscount Owen was combing his moustache beautifully at this time. When he heard the doorman's report, he had to ask someone to drive away.
"Okay, okay, please invite him in, come in."
With that said, he personally welcomed the person to the VIP room.
"Adult, what instructions do you have?"
Viscount Owen stood respectfully, watching the civilian sit in first place.
"I am short of rupees."
"Sir, you want rupees, I will give you an order, and I will send you to you immediately."
Viscount Owen's waist was lowered.
"No, she said she wanted to be like an ordinary person," the first person said when Viscount Owen didn't understand, and he paused and suddenly asked, "You... are the richest person in the town of Teres."
"Are you short of painting?"
"Draw? What draw?"
"Buy my painting." He took it for granted. "Pay labor, get paid... Yes, this is not a violation of the rules."
"Adult, do you want to paint me? I have a lot."
The Viscount Owen was not very embarrassed. He found that the first person looked at himself with green eyes, and his heart was awkward, and he was about to accept it, but he saw that he had taken out a white paper, brush, and paint tray from nowhere.
With a big stroke, a moment later, a picture suddenly appeared in front of...
Lord Viscount blinked:
In the middle of the painting, stood a big mantis with a high-spirited, green and shiny luster.
The big eyes of Viscount Owen and Green Mantis glared.
"Buy it, ten thousand, no, five thousand rupees."
The civilian frowned, and that expression seemed to be a bargain.
"Butler, come with five thousand rupees."
When the civilian walked out of the gate leisurely with the rupee, the Viscount Owen suddenly patted his head like crazy:
He just... what's wrong?
Why did you bow down to a civilian and buy a pair of green mantis for 5,000 rupees?
Crazy, really crazy.
But look at the brushstrokes of the green mantis... but it is really master.
Somehow, the Viscount Owen hung the green mantis in his bedroom with respect, and stared at him every morning and night.
The next day, Liu Yu woke up in a scent of food.
Hot cocoa, strawberry pie, and... pine nuts with basil leaves?
Standing straight, I found that the room had changed a lot, and there were many more things. The wooden bed that was "squeaky" last night turned into a solid white carved bed with golden tassels on the bed mantle and stone windows. A white rose in a transparent vase.
Towel rack, basin, two chairs, the table has become beautiful.
Gaia was awkwardly holding a pair of silver chopsticks with the smoke from the stovetop, as if to remove the strawberry pie from the pan.
"Did you be a thief last night?"
She was lifted up.
"Mrs. Leslie, want me to remind you, what did Mr. Leslie do last night?"