C86 (1/2)
The thousand-year-old fox spirit, Demoness Yin, had done her utmost to harm the loyal and virtuous ministers when they were still young. She had seen the sour Elementary Scholar of the《 The Art of Conferred Gods》 preaching the loathsomeness of fox spirits; It was only because of this that the people of the continent hated the fox spirit, and they often called the pretty girl woman a fox spirit to vent their anger. It was also a form of envy, and also a type of jealousy.
In fact, when a man scolded a woman fox spirit, he was already eager to give it a try; this was the falsehood of a man, and it did not seem the same. His thoughts were completely different from what he said.
The man called a beautiful woman a fox spirit, just like a woman called a man a scoundrel. He cursed her, but he wasn't sure if he liked her or not.
The female prison guard was scolding Jiang Lili for being a cunning fox. Even though she only said the word 'cunning', I was certain that she wanted to say 'cunning fox'. Thus, I sized up the female prison guard who was lying on the floor of the fecal burden pavilion.
The female guard was about thirty years old. She was tall, plump, and had an upturned bottom. Peach blossoms could be seen on her smooth white face. It was obvious that she was a mainstay of maintenance.
The female prison guard's chest and buttocks were especially pleasing to the eye. When I saw them, my heart immediately moved; I snapped my fingers at her and laughed, ”pretty girl must be the one who taught Tian Fang!”
I didn't know when I learned to snap my fingers, and couldn't help but to show that I was normal in front of the pretty girl's prison guards; not a single flaw could be found.
I was a little surprised, thinking I had slipped into the ranks of the Stinky Bastards.
The problem was that the current society was ”Men are not hooligans, their development is not normal!” It might even be an honor to become a damn hooligan.
When the female prison guard saw me say her name, she squinted at me and casually said, ”You scoundrel, you actually knew my name!”
The female prison guard scolded me for being a scoundrel and knew her name; I was sure that she was Tian Fang, and that her eyes were half open and half closed when she scolded me for being a scoundrel; I knew that she was a fish that I would catch sooner or later.
My mood was stirred up, I glanced at Tian Fang and laughed: ”So pretty girl is indeed Tian Fang!”
I carelessly stretched out a hand and said, ”pretty girl Tian Fang, I am Tong Guzi, of gold, silver, copper, tin, tin, tin, copper, bone, how about we be friends!”
After calling Tian Fang instead of calling her miss, I called her pretty girl instead. Tian Fang actually looked at me as if I was a fox;
I think my image of Stallone had already pulled Tian Fang up, and used a little strength to grab her hand.
Tian Fang jumped a few times on the ground and cursed again, ”You scoundrel, you hurt me so much …”
Tian Fang's scolding of ”scumbag” made me relent. I leaned towards her and giggled: ”I am Beckham, have hooligans ever been to pretty girl?”
I am not talking about Stallone at this time, but British star Beckham. Tian Fang lowered her head, bit her lips and suddenly raised her head, beaming with joy, ”Brother, how did you come in? This is the Tian Bei Mountain Women's Prison! ”
I laughed, paused, and tilted my chin forward; meaning you look that way.
Tian Fang had long seen Zhu Ying and the others, but still saw Zhang Zhihui. She gave me a glance and said, ”Did Big Head Zhang bring you in?”
When Tian Fang called Zhang Zhihui Big Head Zhang, I laughed and said, ”That's right!”
Tian Fang glared at me: Give me your number!
I was startled, but secretly rejoiced in my heart, and silently said: ”Secretary Youlan wanted to call me, but she never called me again. ”Fine, fine, fine. I'll give it to her!”