Chapter 457: Master is such a bad man

Then, she heard a voice sing from outside: "Here, Lord!"
Guo Luoluo paused while twisting the bead's fingers, but then returned to normal.
After a while, a gentle voice rang in her ears.
"Why, I broke my heart yesterday, and I am chanting Buddha in the Buddhist hall today. I want the Buddha to help you soothe your wounded heart, thinking that you can have no seven emotions and six desires, right!"
The breath of a man was in her ears, causing her to get goose bumps.
Guo Luo Luo originally didn't want to talk to him.
But his behavior is too frivolous, which is not good in the Buddhist hall.
She slowly opened her eyes, ready to get up.
The man's wrist was vigorously grasped, and the bone was pinched in pain.
"Hiss~" She took a breath.
Before he could shake his hand, the man was dragged away by inertia.
Guo Luoluo only felt that her body was suspended for a while, and she was dragged several feet away.
Finally sat down on the ground.
As soon as she turned her head, the man's handsome and gentle cheeks leaned over and slowly approached her.
Guo Luoluo looked straight at Ba Ye.
She could see the man's eyes, and there was an ambiguous undercurrent surging.
"Ba Ye... don't... here."
"Don't be here, where is it?" He chuckled and said, "Why, I'm afraid that the Buddha would know that under your dignified skin, there is a charming man's face and a heart of Jilang, and how? To an unsatisfied body?"
His words were harsh and full of disrespect.
It's not in line with his gentle appearance and voice.
It is like a warm and pure jade.
Cut open the flawless surface, which is full of turbid hearts and devastated cracks.
However, his insulting words.
Every sentence hits Guo Luoluo's love for him hard.
The pain caused Guo Luoluo's whole person, including the facial features on Zhang's face, to tremble.
In those misty phoenix eyes, there was only a slight shake.
A stream of tears could not stop the river bursting with it.
Upon seeing this, the Eighth Master frowned slightly, and said impatiently: "If you don't want your master to take you here, just get your master into the room!"
After speaking, he walked away and went to the inner room of the main courtyard.
After Ba Ye left, Guo Luoluo returned to the main courtyard with the support of Xiaozhu.
She wiped her tears and stood in the middle of the room, looking at the inner door.
"Don't let the Lord roll in yet!"
Guo Luo Luo Shi trembled in place.
How did he know she was standing outside?
After Guo Luo Luo took a deep breath in place, he took a small step and stepped inside.
Then, she stopped in front of him like a puppet.
Before he could speak, she raised her hand and unbuttoned the willow leaf clasp in front of herself.
From the high-necked neck to the collarbone, untie them one by one.
Just when she was about to take off her coat.
The Eighth Master vigorously held her wrist, gritted her teeth and said: "Woman, who told you to unbutton it?"
Guo Luo Luo's head raised his head and looked at him with those misty phoenix eyes.
The corners of the bright red lips evoked a self-deprecating smile.
Pale and feeble: "Why don't you tell me if you come to me, besides this, is there anything else to do?"
"I really know how to irritate my lord." Eighth snorted coldly, tugged her by the wrist, and threw her on the quilt. "Don't bother, think that if you irritate the lord, he can spare you. Is it?"
He untied his belt calmly, and said coldly: "Whatever you want, no matter what you do, you must get it. Of course, if you irritate you, I don't mind letting you be taught, crying for mercy!"
Guo Luo Luoshi really wanted to deliberately provoke him.
He never thought that he was angry, but he was not only angry at her being bad.
"Isn't Aruna's body complete? What is your Lord doing here? Don't tell me, I'm tired of it in just one day.
"Why, I'm jealous." The Eighth Master squeezed her chin and said ruthlessly, "Isn't Na'er physically okay? My father hurt her for a day and night, and he felt so distressed that she couldn't bear it, so he came to you."
Hearing this, Guo Luoluo's tight + biting lip.
The beautiful phoenix eyes were immediately covered with a layer of mist.
Even the beautiful nose is sour and red.
Upon seeing this, Ba Ye gave a slight pause and continued: "Master is such a bad man. You should weigh it up by yourself. Don't think that Master has stayed with you a few more times and you are qualified to be sour in front of you."
As soon as the voice fell, there was a drop of crystal tears that fell on the silk pillow along the corner of Guo Luoluo's eyes.
Her heart was as uncomfortable as being pierced by arrows.
She obviously doesn't want to love, why would she care about his words so much.
Care about his every move.
Why are you so disobedient, ah?
Guo Luo Luo Shi Yaqin, I despise you from the bottom of my heart!
Eighth Ye saw the woman's eyes were empty, tears could not stop streaming.
He pinched her chin vigorously, stared at her face coldly, and asked her to look directly at herself.
"Master is talking to you, are you listening?"
"Yes." She opened her lips.
"Then who do you show this deadly appearance?" He clasped the bone on her chin firmly.
Her dark and deep eyes gently swept her curved willow eyebrows.
Phoenix eyes filled with tears.
Show + pretty nose.
Lips bright red like rose petals.
And, he was holding it in the palm of his hand, with a slightly raised and white chin.
It was a glance without any + emotion.
It is contempt, disrespect, and the look you only have when looking at a dying prey.
As if in front of him, it was not her wife, but a chess piece.
Oh, no, a useless piece can only be a waste piece.
Seeing that the woman didn't reply, his strength increased by 20%.
It was so hard that his fingertips sank into the woman's skin.
"Master asked you, are you deaf or dumb?"
Guo Luoluo looked directly at the man feebly.
She wanted to say hypocritically hard and cruel, pretending that she didn't care.
But she remembered what Ruoyin had said.
"In this dynasty where men are inferior to women, being tough in front of men, it's only yourself who suffer.
You can hate him in your heart, but on the surface, you have to pretend to be weak and earn the compassion of a man.
Wait until the day he falls in love with you, and then leave him behind severely and never ignore him. "
So, she sobbed: "Master thinks I want to pose like this dead? I also think I can stand up a little bit. But for things like feelings, if you love it, you love. There is no reason to say that you don’t love you. Pretending not to care, but hiding in the quilt secretly thinking."
Eighth Master: "..."
"Of course, if the Lord hates me like this, I can pretend it doesn't matter and hide until you are away before breaking down."
Eighth Master's sword eyebrows were slightly frowned, and the deep ink pupil was stained with scarlet.