C1 (1/2)

Late summer's evening, the cicadas' chirping was still annoying. Jin Weiwei sat on the pile of weeds in the temple, covering her injured head while staring at the little beggar in front of her.

Who would have thought that once she transmigrated, she would be lying naked in a broken temple with a man who only had a piece of cloth on him?

As the proverb goes, transmigration is not scary, but I'm afraid of not being able to see through a good family.

After searching through her memories, Jin Weiwei felt that she won first place in the lottery this time. It was fine to wear her clothes in a remote place, but the original owner was still a child that did not care for his mother. If she wanted money, she would not have face. The most frightening thing was that she was a fool!

According to the original owner's memory, today he was supposed to go to the same village to deliver the goods to the Feng Tu household, but before he was halfway there, he was suddenly swung by someone from the back of his head. When he woke up, he was already lying in this broken temple.

Although this place was a run-down temple, it had an owner. The owner of the house was this beggar in front of them, and if the original owner suddenly broke into his territory, he would naturally be unhappy. The strange thing was, this beggar was also stupid.

Although the original owner was a bit silly, she actually beat the crap out of a man and made him faint to the ground. Unfortunately, in the end, she was hit by the other party's brick and died with a bang, which resulted in Jin Weiwei's successful teleportation.

”What the hell is this story …”

Jin Weiwei thought about it for a moment. She still wanted to see if the original owner had accidentally killed the beggar. However, when she flipped her hair around, she suddenly froze on the spot.

Which beggar was so good-looking?!

The hair was cut like a knife, the eyebrows were painted in ink, and the facial features were distinct and deep.

Jin Weiwei swallowed a mouthful of saliva unconsciously. She thought of something — peerless beauty.

”How can you be a beggar when you are so good-looking? ”I wonder if he died …”

Jin Weiwei reached out her hand. When she sensed that the beggar was still breathing, she immediately let out a sigh of relief.

”It is a pity that he is also a fool. Otherwise, it is possible to say just who wanted to harm me …”

Turning around, Jin Weiwei wanted to take a look at this broken temple. Unexpectedly, at this moment, the sound of messy footsteps came from outside the door.

”I saw that girl walking this way with her arms around the beggar's shoulders. It must be true!”

”What a sin, to actually know how to steal people at such a young age!”

”Sigh, that beggar's body stinks. Why would she want to do that …”