Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks Chapter 2139

Chapter 2139: The Devil You Want Is Right Here!

The roof tiles rattled softly. From the sound, there was more than one person.

Mo Juechen really was being besieged.

Mo Juechen burrowed into Ning Shu’s bed.

Ning Shu really wanted to shout out, ‘the devil you want is right here!’

After a while, the sound from the roof disappeared.

Mo Juechen’s face was red and he stuck his head out from the quilt. He lifted the quilt and smoothed his hair. “This is disgusting. The fat girl’s quilt smells of disgustingly greasy fat.”

Ning Shu: →_→

No one forced him to sleep in it.

“What are you doing in my room in the middle of the night? Did I let you into my room?” Ning Shu stared at Mo Juechen expressionlessly.

She shouldn’t have used a club to deal with him, she should’ve just stabbed him to death with a knife.

Gu Rui took out a bottle and shook a pill onto Mo Juechen’s hand. “Take it.”

Mo Juechen tilted his head and swallowed the pill. He brushed back his hair. “You think I’d want to enter your room? Those people are too proud. They’d never enter a woman’s room, let alone search one.”

“They definitely won’t believe that I would enter a fat woman’s room.”

Ning Shu: …

This b.i.t.c.hy person…

“Did you eat sh*t? Because your words stink.” Ning Shu stared at Mo Juechen.

Mo Juechen probably wanted revenge for what Ning Shu did to him. Thus, he decided to verbally attack her, which made his words particularly vicious. “I couldn’t imagine living like this. How on earth can you live this way?”

Ning Shu rolled her eyes. “My life is full of hope. I imagine that I’ll be a beautiful G.o.ddess after I slim down, but what can people who are both skinny and ugly do?”

“I’m eternally young, my skin is stretched since I’m fat, so it’s smooth as silk. Did I mention that I’m eternally young?”

“Ha?” Mo Juechen sneered. “I didn’t know there were so many ways fat people could comfort themselves.”

“It’s none of your d.a.m.n business. Did my fat come from eating your rice?” Ning Shu scolded Mo Juechen. “You don’t look like a man or a woman. Just brush some powder on your face and you could go prost.i.tute yourself at a brothel.”

“You’re just an ugly, jealous woman. Even I, a man, am more beautiful than you. Why are you still alive?” Mo Juechen proudly retorted.

“You’re just jealous of this celestial figure.”

“Frick…” Ning Shu had met her match. Mo Juechen was shockingly shameless.

“I can have children, can you?”

“I can make women have children, can you?”

Ning Shu: Pfft…

Those with no bottom lines were seriously unbeatable.

“So…” Mo Juechen looked Ning Shu up and down. “Why are you still here? You’re just a useless waste of food.”

“Enough, go rest.” Gu Rui interrupted Mo Juechen and Ning Shu’s argument.

Mo Juechen sat on the edge of the bed. He fell onto his back, put his head behind his hands, and said lazily, “I’m staying here tonight. All those conservative, righteous people who want to eliminate the demons will likely come back and try to kill me when I’m off guard.”

“Go away. You aren’t allowed in my room.” Ning Shu placed her hands on her hips. She looked like a teapot. “Why don’t you go to a brothel? Go to a brothel and those famous and righteous people wouldn’t dare follow you and risk being seen by others.”

Mo Juechen idly pulled up his hair and used a wooden hairpin to hold it loosely in place. The result was a beautiful and sultry look.

“I’m injured and too lazy to move. Now, I can’t walk because I was attacked by this fat girl,” Mo Juechen said insincerely.

“If you sleep in my bed, where will I sleep?” Ning Shu stared at Mo Juechen. It looked like she needed to prepare some poison to keep on her.

Mo Juechen would be the first one to taste it.

Translator: LiLi

Editor: Wheat

Translator: Kaho