Chapter Eleven

  Lolita is alluring because she has a kind of beauty that entices maturity and lust. It's like the words "Drunken Flower Shadow". Every word exudes sensuality and romance. It's as if one is drunk under the flower shadow, also intoxicating the flower shadow, and even making the flower shadow bloom, and patting the railing all over.

  Gong Xiaoyue watched the father and daughter go upstairs. His mind was in turmoil. Although he sat steadily in the car, his eyes were gloomy. However, no matter what, he couldn't calm down the breath that was suffocated by the "feeling of being forbidden" in his chest.

  It's like being in an air raid shelter when we were kids. A few stinky boys secretly learned to smoke. No dark night. No blue sky. No healthy and strong girls. Time is as thick as syrup. Suddenly, Auntie Hu burst in.

  Old Lady Hu is a cow. Her breasts hang down to her knees. She never wears a bra. She claims it's a national regulation. Female workers in the military-industrial complex have made outstanding contributions to the country's construction. They retire at 50 and can stop wearing bras at 60, underwear at 65, and can beat people up without breaking the law at 70.

  At that time, Old Lady Hu was sixty-three years old. Every day she eagerly looked forward to living until the age of seventy. Old Lady Hu had bound feet, but she was born with supernatural strength. She could kick open a door latch made of ordinary quality with one foot. According to their local annals, in broad daylight and during office hours, Old Lady Hu would burst into rooms and catch adulterous couples in bed. In one month, she caught at most five pairs of adulterers. Alongside the infamous "Sparrow King" who was known for hunting sparrows, she went on stage to receive an award.

  Now. Old Lady Hu followed the smell of smoke to kick open the air-raid shelter door of this group of bastards. Almost one foot into the air-raid shelter. Fortunately, Comrade Gong Xiaoyue was calm in the face of great events. He picked up a Tiger Head flashlight and rushed to the entrance of the air-raid shelter to meet Old Lady Hu. He stuck out his tongue and let out a long "ah". The flashlight shone from bottom to top on her head. Her tongue was bright red, and her snot was shining silver. Old Lady Hu immediately fainted. However, Comrade Gong Xiaoyue also left a shadow. Those two huge breasts that had collapsed with a loud noise were still shaking...

  At that time, there was also a strong sense of "frustration" like now. It seemed to be heavily surrounded by milk... That time, Gong Xiaoyue was whipped several times by his father with a military leather belt. The security guard sacrificed himself to save the driver and barely survived.

  Gong Xiaoyue furrowed his brow, lit a cigarette, and found himself staring at the home of the adulterous woman on the third floor. The lights in her house flickered on and off, just like his cigarettes, one after another, burning out as he sat there all night.

  Thought a lot. Sometimes felt dull and tasteless. Sometimes felt indignant and unbearable.

  Hate to glare at her room fiercely when tired. Feeble, staring blankly at her room. Wondering, does she snore in her sleep? A slut sleeping and snoring would be quite a pitiful sight...

  I must hate it.

  Wait for him to rush back to his camp in a hurry. Even... His mother is similar to "heart and soul"... She's gone...

  Gong Xiaoyue made such a big fuss that they almost had to dismantle all the tents for miles.

  Gong Shaoren's mind was filled with anger and frustration. It was as if he couldn't see what was going on, but in reality, nothing was normal. Zheng Jing was also not normal. They were all a bit dazed. He didn't know that many forces were looking for that rice worm... Unfortunately, the rice worm had transformed and ascended to heaven, completely disappearing.

  Gong Shao didn't even have the mind to practice anymore. He flew back to Wuhan and stayed by her side at home.

  Three days. She didn't come home.

  Today I finally caught her. She actually gave him a... shocking "block".

  Gong Xiaoyue hates her.

  Hate her to death.

  She called herself like her mother, with a mouthful of scolding her, but in her heart she was actually fond of her.

  She calls herself melancholic. Desolate. Somber. Tragic. All sorts of emotions can surge up at once.

  She calls herself wine that doesn't burn her intestines. Her intestines are worn out. A mouthful of bitter and spicy food enters her chest, burning her heart.

  Adulteress.

  You're not even worthy of death, it's an insult to our ancestors and the Gong family to have a despicable person like you.