Je suis née beauté, et je suis suprême

Chapitre 260

(Looking for a girl) I'm so annoyed, didn't I say I didn't want it? Now you want it again, you're two-faced.

I nodded and slipped out to find the woman.

When I led a large group of women into the fray, I was once again subjected to the baptism of twenty-two high-brightness light bulbs. I'm innocent!

"Shen Ziyi!" the transvestite yelled at me.

Zi Mo shielded me and said, "Never mind."

I looked at them, completely bewildered. I felt utterly innocent: "You're the one who asked me to find it?"

"When did I ask you to look for me?" Zi Mo asked, puzzled.

I was even more puzzled: "Just now."

Qianqing glared at me.

Zi Mo glanced at the beautiful woman and said in a low voice, "Fourth Brother is wrong. Take her back."

"That's more like it." Someone as wise as me wouldn't make a mistake.

I had just turned around when Qianqing added, "You guys send Ziyi away."

"yes."

"yes."

The transvestite and Zi Mo pushed me out.

I was even more confused: I didn't do anything wrong, I didn't cause trouble, I didn't deliberately make a scene, I didn't cause any trouble, so why did they kick me out?

The ladyboy didn't give me a chance to explain; he just pushed me out.

I pulled my hand away from his: "What are you doing!"

"Shen Ziyi, you'll die sooner or later because you don't know what's good for you."

"Thank you for your concern, sir. I hope you live to be a hundred years old."

The transvestite, with his inflatable handsome face, glared at Zi Mo: "Your family has been a scholarly family for generations, how could such a freak have emerged?"

Huh! What are you saying? I leaned towards Zi Mo, and Zi Mo reached out to support me: "This is called 'a dragon emerging from shallow waters, there must be a strange phenomenon,' and this is exactly that phenomenon."

"Nonsense! If you're some kind of supernatural being, then I am a dragon!"

"Dragon?" I blinked and leaned closer to the transvestite, touching his long, smooth hair that was softer than mine. The transvestite awkwardly dodged. Zi Mo pulled me with a cold face, but I stubbornly grabbed the transvestite's hair and shouted, "I've caught a dragon's whiskers!" He pulled me last time, so this time I pulled him back.

"Let go! Shen Ziyi! Get your filthy hands off me!"

"No." I tugged hard twice. I'm annoyed that you're better looking than me, and that your weeds are growing better than mine.

"Let go!" I pulled the transvestite down, forcing him to lower his haughty head.

Zi Mo held me and told me to let go, but I stubbornly struggled in his arms, trying to turn the docile weeds of the transvestite into barren fields.

When the ladyboy realized that verbal communication was ineffective, he reached out and pinched my arm.

"Ah!" I instinctively pulled my hand back.

Zi Mo quickly pulled up my sleeve: "How are you? Does it hurt?"

"Zi Mo, ignore him."

Zi Mo tenderly rubbed it for me, not treating me like a transvestite: "It's all green."

"Yes, that person is really heartless. If she gets bruised, she won't be pretty anymore and won't be able to get married."

Upon hearing this, Zi Mo looked at the transvestite with a wry smile: "Gu, how did you manage to be so badly injured—eleven?"

The transvestite gathered her hair and said, "You asked for it! You deserved it!"

I pouted, snorted, and silently turned away, genuinely angry.

Zi Mo tried to touch me, but I turned away and ignored him.

The transvestite complained and grabbed Zi Mo: "Don't coax him, let him get angry. If this continues, he'll become a big parasite."

Zi Mo brushed the transvestite's hand away and came over to coax me, "Be good, Eleven is all grown up now, you can't be childish." He ruffled my hair like he was coaxing a puppy.

I lowered my head to avoid him.

Zi Mo affectionately pulled me close and asked, "Little Eleven, how can I stop you from being angry?"

I blurted out, "Pull the ladyboy's hair."

"Dream on!" someone replied quickly.

I stomped my foot and slapped Zi Mo's hand away to protest my unsatisfactory treatment.

Zi Mo looked at the transvestite with embarrassment: "Gu, do you think it's possible to..."

"Don't even think about it!" The transvestite protected her hair like a precious treasure, retreating a meter away from Li Mo: "This young master has no obligation to be her toy."

I glared angrily at Zi Mo. Zi Mo looked at the transvestite again.

"Looking at me won't help. Zimo, don't always give in to him. Things can be good or bad, important or unimportant."

The villain, the scheming villain, kicked him from behind, turned around and pounced on Zi Mo, saying with super sweet words, "Fourth Brother, carry me."