Pigs can climb trees too.

  My thighs were wet, I wanted to add some paper towels, but looking at the boss's expression, I could only tightly close my legs and keep sucking in my stomach, sucking in my stomach, I was about to cry. I didn't dare sit on the sofa either, I could only lean against it a little with my butt, propping up my body with both legs, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

  When I heard the doorbell, I couldn't wait to fly over and open the door, but I was worried that my pants were dirty. I stretched out my hand to touch my buttocks, making sure everything was okay before daring to get up and run to open the door with a thud. I saw it was Fatso himself who came over, which was somewhat unexpected.

  The fatty was calm, he smiled at me and handed me the black bag. I felt that he was more intimate than my own father, excitedly bowing to thank him, he was the first man to buy sanitary napkins for me! The tyrant glanced at me, scolding me as a slave, calling me to roll up in an unpleasant tone.

  I rushed to the bedroom with my bag, and I could vaguely hear Ba Wang and Pang Zi discussing behind me. I heard professional terms like "devaluation of US currency". Recently, many people on the internet have been discussing national debt, saying that our country is in a bad situation. I didn't quite understand what they were talking about, nor did I get it. They are big shots, I'm just a small potato, even if the sky falls, there will be someone else to take care of it, what's it got to do with me?

  I went into the bathroom, took off my pants, oh my god! My underwear was already defeated like a mountain collapse. Luckily I'm naturally afraid of cold, so I wore an extra pair of autumn pants inside my jeans. The back of the autumn pants was also completely red, otherwise it would have been a big mess.

  I washed myself, put on a sanitary napkin, and walked out of the bathroom with peace of mind. The king hadn't returned yet, so I slipped into bed, closed my eyes, and pretended to sleep. With insufficient sleep and an uncomfortable body, I really wanted to sleep, but I was also afraid that the king would be unhappy. As soon as my eyelids drooped, they immediately opened again, and after several tosses and turns, I couldn't bear it anymore, so I leaned my head to one side, closed my eyes, and fell asleep.

  I was woken up by Ba Wang's rough shake, and with great effort, I opened my eyes to see his extremely dissatisfied face, raised eyebrows, wide eyes, and pursed lips. To be honest, he looks quite handsome, but in my eyes, he is even more detestable than Yan Wang Ye, and I really want to raise my hand and slap him.

  But I could only imagine it in my mind, and in reality, I suddenly sat up from the bed, laughing at him. The Overlord furrowed his brow and scolded me, saying that I was probably the reincarnation of Zhu Bajie, sleeping like a pig.

  I didn't expect him to say anything good, that's just as likely as a pig climbing a tree.

  I came to visit my aunt, but the tyrant didn't intend to let me off. He called a girl, of course, to solve physical problems, it's impossible for two people to cover themselves with a quilt and just chat! I served him with my mouth and hands, the lower part of the tyrant is quite clean, probably because he had just taken a bath, with a hint of menthol flavor, not black in color, but this doesn't mean it feels good.

  He got extremely excited after I messed with him for a while, pulling my hair to take control, grasping my head with both hands, pulling so hard that my scalp felt numb. Feeling his change, I wanted to get away from his control, but my hair was being pulled by him, and I couldn't dodge in time, getting a lot of ** on my face.

  I quickly pulled out a tissue to wipe my face, but he snatched it from me and used it to tidy himself up. I thought he was just a born thief with a rascal nature.

  This time, for some reason, he stopped making trouble and lay down on the bed to sleep. I went into the bathroom to wash my face, rubbing that piece of skin non-stop, feeling it was very dirty. It wasn't until it turned red and sore that I realized if I continued to rub, I would ruin my complexion.