madam is a squeamish

Originally planning, it was not easy to kill Yi Buran, so he first got rid of the happy savior next to him.

The second aunt didn't believe in these ghosts and gods at first, but since the happy girl came, Yi Buran, who entered the Yan Luo Temple, suddenly got better again, and now it seems that the more alive the better, she has to be cautious .

Li Zi was sobbing under the tree, and was startled when he saw someone approaching.

"Who?" Immediately hurried to wipe away tears.

Looking up, she saw the pink little dumpling in pajamas, with a candy in her white and tender hand, and handed it to her.

The immature face is full of smiles, with shallow dimples.

"Is your butt hurting again? Let me give you some candy, it won't hurt anymore!" Xiaoyouzi thought her butt was still not healed, so she cried in pain.

Li Zi tried hard to hold back her tears, turned her body aside, "Go away, I don't want to talk to you." In private, she was not polite to Xiao Youzi.

Xiaoyuzi didn't mind either, thinking she was still angry.

"Don't cry, I told Brother Buran, I won't let you get punished if I do something wrong in the future. Eat the candy!"

Involuntarily stuffing the sugar into Li Zi's hand, "Go to bed quickly after you eat it. I'm going back, or Brother Buran will scold me again when he can't find me!"

The little figure turned around and ran under the moonlight.

Li Zi looked at it and sniffled, "Don't think that you can buy me off with a piece of broken candy. I don't care about your pretentious appearance. You are a servant of the underworld. Why pretend?" They are also of humble status, she doesn't even have parents, but she lives a life of a master.

And she.
Looking squinting, there are shiny candy wrappers on the ground.He stretched out his hand involuntarily, picked up the candy and ate it.

Muttering in his mouth, "Don't think that I will let you go, I won't make fun of my family's life, even if your life is unlucky!"

During class, Xiaoyouzi supported her head and began to wander, and soon began to doze off.

"Mr. He, An Youyou was dozing off and didn't write a single word!" Su Muzhe gloated and reported her.

Confused, she realized that the ruler had knocked her head awake!

Xiaoyouzi wiped the corners of her mouth, and looked at her husband politely, a little innocently.

"Sir, I don't want to sleep, but my eyelids are disobedient, and I have educated it for a long time!"

Mr. He weighed the ruler in his hand, "Children can't be taught, and rotten wood can't be carved. Fortunately, you are born as a woman and don't need to take a test of merit. Otherwise, you will not be able to rank in the exam even in your twilight years."

Xiaoyouzi nodded, "Sir, what you said is true, so can you give me less homework, and I don't have to take the number one exam."

With that lack of ambition, Mr. He rolled his eyes in anger.

"You are so worthless. If you go out in the future and someone asks you how many ways to write fennel, you probably don't even know!" Mr. He mocked her.

Little Yuzu nodded, "I know!"

Mr. He was startled, and when he was about to look sideways, he heard Xiaoyouzi calmly say, "Write with a brush, with a pen, or with charcoal."

Mr. He's beard was about to stand up in anger, "Who told you this? I'm asking about how many ways the word fennel can be written?"

Little Yuzi, "Why did he ask me this? Then I'll ask him how many kinds of pastries he has eaten!"

Mr. He was half-dead with anger, "Rotten wood, rotten wood. I will be fined to copy it three times today, and I will not be allowed to go back if I can't finish it."

Xiaoyouzi pouted, silently aggrieved.

Who would ask such a boring question, it's better to discuss what kind of cake is delicious, if you want to ask this, she can say many kinds!