C203 In his eyes i am just a piece of meat

In the innuendo of my speech, it was as if I were talking about a roll of beef, or about myself. He said that I was a water flower and that he despised me for being dirty, but last night, he was still messing with me.

A wave of resentment rose from the bottom of his heart. The dried food in the sky is dry, and the spicy taste is hot. I, who was filled with rage, looked at Mu Yichen