Quick Wear: Fake White Rabbit! The yandere boss needs to be disciplined

"?!!"

Ning Junshu's ears rang instantly, and she was stunned for a long time. Her amorous phoenix eyes were full of bloodshot, and she screamed with tears in her eyes: "That's Su Jun's father. You are an untamed monster, are you worthy of Su Jun!"

“This is my brother’s wish.”

Hua Zhi looked at Ning Junshu's crazy appearance jokingly and said, "Why are you in such a hurry? Dig him out and give him a wedding ceremony. I will bury him back for you."

"If you dare to touch him, I will explode my soul and die with you!"

"Oh, that's amazing. I guess Master doesn't know his own situation."

Huazhi smiled brightly, biting the words lightly, as if joking, "The feelings are so deep, you can dig it out yourself, and save me the energy. If I use too much force, I will hurt my arms and legs."

He ignored Ning Junshu's hateful look and said word by word, "Let's go now."

“You! How dare you!”

Ning Junshu's eyes were wide open with anger, and she walked out of the hall uncontrollably. When she went out, she found that all the disciples were staring blankly ahead.

“Are they all under your control?”

It was so strange that she didn't even notice it.

She walked out of the hall door stiffly, and the disciples around her ignored her.

Huazhi followed behind her, still retaining a bit of her childishness. She liked to fold her hands behind her head and walk leisurely, without any of the steadiness she usually pretended to be.

He looks like a child who has not grown up.

Her body was out of control and she walked step by step towards the place where her deceased husband was buried.

Finally, when she saw her late husband's tombstone, she panicked, put down all her dignity and pride, and begged humbly. "I agree to let Su Jun marry you, I beg you not to disturb him anymore, he is dead, I beg you not to touch him, okay?"

Ning Junshu's face was covered with tears, her voice was shrill, and she looked completely out of spirit.

She had already let Su Lang down, and she couldn't even protect his body.

Huazhi frowned. He didn't understand those unnecessary emotions. He only knew that his brother liked his father and wanted his father to see him get married.

He looked coldly at Ning Junshu, who had her long hair disheveled and was in a state of collapse.

He opened his lips lightly and said mercilessly, "Stop talking nonsense and dig faster."

"..."

Ning Junshu's pupils suddenly shrank, "No! No, ah ah ah!"

She couldn't control her hands, she knelt in front of the grave and dug the soil, handful after handful. Her heart was bleeding and she wished she could bang her head against the tombstone and die.

Until a pair of hands were covered in blood and the soil was scattered to the side, revealing the wooden coffin inside.

"Woooooooo..."

Ning Junshu closed her eyes in despair, not daring to look, and kept making wails in her throat.

She had never felt as much pain as she did now when her husband died.

Huazhi condensed his energy in his palm and slapped the coffin with great force, causing the lid to open with a loud "bang".

A skeleton came into view, and Ning Junshu was so angry that her blood was boiling.

"puff"

She spat out blood and collapsed to the ground, looking like a walking corpse.

Blood kept seeping into the soil from the bright red lips.

Huazhi didn't look at her. She patted her dusty robe, turned around, and ordered her, "Bring your husband with you. I will marry my brother in two days.

I'll give you two days to prepare. You're her mother, so you should make sure she marries me in style, right? "

Ning Junshu's eyes had turned into dead water, half of her body was lying on the dry bones, and she could not hear anything.

Huazhi smiled, stepped lightly on the spirit sword with her toes, and headed straight for the small bamboo garden.

In the sea of ​​wisteria flowers, Su Jun sat on the spider plant in front of the window and slept soundly with his eyes closed.

He walked towards Su Jun, stretched out his hand to sweep the petals off Su Jun's shoulders, and glanced at the branches surrounding Su Jun.

They were quite sensible and quietly stepped aside to make way for the branches.

He sat next to Su Jun as he wished, gently pulled Su Jun into his arms, his eyes tracing Su Jun's soft eyebrows.

My brother is born gentle, with a pair of eyes that are always watery. He smiles gently and sweetly, like a soft rabbit, but he is as stubborn as a cow.

If she thinks of the past after getting married, who knows how she'll make trouble for him.

Thinking of this, Huazhi raised the corners of her lips and smiled helplessly.

"When that time comes, my brother will beat me and scold me, and Huazhi will bear it all."

He stared at Su Jun slowly, and the more he looked, the happier he became. He couldn't help but move closer and bite his lips gently.

The person moaned when he bit him. He looked at Su Jun's black eyelashes trembling and slowly opening. He bumped into those watery eyes and his heart pounded.

The elder brother was still asleep, and he raised his arms to hug him, looking at him with sleepy eyes and a lazy voice, and muttered to him, "So beautiful."

"..."

Is my brother praising him?

Huazhi's pupils dilated, and she approached Su Jun in surprise, and asked in a trembling voice, "Brother, are you saying that Huazhi is beautiful?"

The oncoming beauty attack dazzled Su Jun's eyes. His hair as light as snow seemed so unreal. Combined with his clear eyebrows, jade-like face and red lips, and the sky full of flowers, he looked like a painting.

He nodded and murmured, "Flower branches..."

He rested his face on the warm arms, the rich fragrance of flowers enveloping him, and he looked at the branches through the gaps.

Her eyes were as gentle as water, and ripples would appear when she gently swayed them.

Su Jun smiled and rubbed Huazhi's shoulder, "When are we getting married?"

Hua Zhi couldn't believe the warmth at the moment, she hugged Su Jun tightly and asked him hopefully, "Brother, do you want to marry me?"

"Well... aren't you going to marry me?" Su Jun responded, his clear eyes looking around with a faint smile.

"In two days, your father will also watch us get married"

“My father?”

Su Jun raised his eyes and looked at him in confusion, "My father has been dead for many years"

Huazhi lowered her eyes and looked at him, "As long as it is what you want, I can always find a way"

"..."

Su Jun didn't answer, he closed his eyes lazily, and said lazily: "I'm sleepy and want to go back to the house, you hold me"

"good"

So far, Huazhi has taken care of all his requests, no matter how big or small. He is like a person without temper. People will smile when they see him and want to give him the best things in the world.

But Huazhi was particularly insecure, and would always ask him before coaxing him to sleep, "Do you love me?"

Whenever Huazhi asked, he would smile and say, "Love"

Huazhi's eyes revealed emotions that he couldn't understand, and her smile was not as charming as usual.

The original bed in the small shabby house was replaced by a hammock woven from vines, covered with fox fur, which was large enough to accommodate two people.

Su Jun put his nose against Huazhi's chest, sniffing the fragrance of the flower. He arched into a comfortable position and used his hands and feet to wrap around Huazhi.

Chu Muyang held the person in his arms and smelled a hint of medicinal fragrance in the faint body odor.

"Brother took medicine today too?"

"Hmm?" Su Jun had not woken up yet and his reaction time was a bit long. He thought for a long time before nodding.

The voice coming from above my head was muffled, "Brother, can you not drink?"

He laughed and buried his head in Chu Muyang's arms, "I've been drinking it for many years. I won't be used to it if I don't drink it."

Chu Muyang didn't say anything. Su Jun's consciousness was floating in and out, and many images flashed through his head. He was like a leaf in the wind, floating and floating, and he had been floating for a long time without any destination.

"We humans have a custom that we cannot meet before marriage."

Su Jun was half asleep and half awake, muttering, "Please hire a matchmaker for me. This is my first marriage, and I need to have what others have."

"good"

Chu Muyang patted Su Jun's back with his fingertips, his eyes fixed on the distance, and he sighed for a while: "I will give you everything my brother wants..."