Ru Yue Shu Yun Feng Wen Wan

"You don't know how arrogant he is. If I didn't want him to feel the dangers of society, I wouldn't want to bother with him at all. It would be more satisfying to just beat him up. Let me tell you..."

What He Ru saw was that Su Ge was very excited while talking, but Song Yue's face was gloomy. She didn't know what explosive things he said to cause such a contrast between the two.

Looking at Song Yue, he was afraid that he would explode on the spot if he continued listening.

"Shushu, did you make Yueyue angry?"

Sugo: “No.”

"what?"

"angry?"

He turned his head sharply to look at Song Yue, and his expression was indeed not good.

Shut up.

I didn't dare say anything else, not knowing what I had said wrong.

Song Yue almost squeezed out a few words from between her teeth.

"What's his name?"

Su Ge: It’s a bit confusing. Is it possible that they have a grudge against each other?

Amitabha, I would rather die than let my fellow Taoist die. Little brother, you go and die first.

"His name is Song Maobai."

"What's wrong? Do you have a grudge against him? I tell you, it's best if you have one. That way I can lie to him without any psychological burden. After all, he's nothing compared to you."

Song Yue: Well, my heart is finally at peace.

He Ru also wanted to analyze it for her. How could someone as kind as Song Yue be any better than her enemy?

"Shushu, tell me everything again."

Su Ge drank some water and started working, but before doing anything, he had to do his business first.

"Aru, do you produce prisms?"

He Ru: Did the topic go off track so quickly?

"Yes, I made a few specially for fun."

"Can I borrow a few?"

"Oh, it's not a big deal. Here you go, tell me quickly."

He exaggerated his bizarre behavior and emphasized that he had made friends with the He Yuxi brothers, and warned He Ru not to let his good brother be taken advantage of by a pig.

He Ru was scared just thinking about it.

"Playing with this kind of person for a long time will affect your IQ. The landlord's stupid son is easy to deceive, but as long as we are not the landlord, it will be fine."

Su Ge agreed: "If a family has such a foolish son, the family will be in chaos and there will be no peace for a single day."

Click!

what?

After searching around for a while, he finally found the target - the chopsticks in Song Yue's hand were broken into two pieces.

Confused.

???

"Yueyue, don't be angry yet. Tell us how he offended you. We will help you vent your anger."

"That's right, I must teach him a painful lesson."

The two nodded in unison to make their stance clear.

The bystander——Yuye raised a possibility with extremely high gold content.

"Could it be that the stupid son is Miss Song's?"

!!!

Surprise! Surprise!

Sugo recalled this

It would be fine if I didn't think about it that way, but once I did, it was so haunting, those eyes, that nose, those eyebrows.

Su Ge moved closer to He Ru.

He Ru mouth shape: Really?

Sugo's lip shape: Like.

shock.

When you eat the melon that belongs to you, then the silly son really becomes your own.

It’s over, it’s over, they are going to be killed. They can now put themselves in Song Yue’s role.

The more Song Yue thought about it, the angrier she became. The angrier she became, the more she thought about it, and the angrier she became.

Final decision: Beat your brother as early as possible.

He stood up angrily and walked out.

Sugo pulled him back urgently.

"I have a plan..."

"Yueyue, do you agree?"

"It's time to teach him a lesson, I agree."

He Ru: "Aren't you sad?"

Song Yue: "I don't feel bad."

Su Ge: "Okay, go ahead."

Song Yue couldn't stay any longer: "I'm leaving."

If the two wanted to watch the fun, they could only compete with Mo Shisan for a seat.

clap clap clap!clap clap clap!

The door was slammed so loudly that those who didn't know would think she was going to search the house.

Song Maobo was so angry that his hair stood on end and he was overbearing. "Who is it? Don't you want to live?"

The door was opened, but Song Yue didn't hold back her hand and slapped him in the face, right in front of her.

Song Maobai slapped his hand away: "Who are you? Are you looking for death?"

Wait until you see it clearly.

The door was slammed shut.

"My sister? Impossible, impossible, absolutely impossible, I must be seeing things."

Open the door again.

turn off!

It’s over, it’s over.

How could she be here? It didn't make sense.

Song Yue saw that he saw it clearly, and if she hadn't opened the door, he would have run away without answering.

"I'll count to three! Three..."

Su Ge and He Ru looked at each other and the classic line came: I’m from Shudao Mountain!

"two……"

Song Maobo: What should I do?

What else can I do? Run.

The height of the second floor couldn't compare to how terrifying his sister was.

There is no such thing as hesitation. Just be ready and adjust your posture.

There is no pain in medical treatment, open your eyes.

Why is it rising instead of falling?

It's over, it's over, she has help.

The three people had a very clear division of labor. Mo Shisan rescued people, He Rusugo kicked the door, and then became invisible after kicking it.

The most elegant one became Song Yue.

But this elegance couldn't last long.

"Song Maobai, are you itching for trouble?"

Song Maobo trembled, but had to face him head-on: "Sister, why are you here? What a coincidence! It's been a long time since we last met. I missed you so much."

Overcoming his fear, he went forward and hugged her, appearing to be overjoyed. He still harbored a hope: What if this was just a chance encounter? He hadn't done anything yet? How could she know? So, she must know nothing.

Thinking this way, the performance has a bit of real emotion.

"Sister, you don't know how much I've missed you these days when I can't see you. I even bought you a lot of things. Come and take a look."

He pulled Song Yue to his pile of luggage and started looking through it. Some of it belonged to his eldest brother, some to his father, some to his third brother, some to his second brother, some to his grandmother, and even to his eldest and second sisters-in-law. In the end, he found a pile that was all Song Yue's.

Judging from the accumulated volume, I do have a lot.

Seeing how thoughtful he was in bringing gifts to everyone in the family, Song Yue instantly felt like an accomplice. Her slightly improved mood was ruined again, making her even more furious.

Just as he was about to take the feather duster that appeared out of nowhere from Mo Shisan's hand, he thought of something.

"A killjoy parent."

what!

Take your time.

Otherwise, give him a chance to quibble?

It’s not impossible.

But what if he thinks he can please others by buying something next time he makes a mistake?

It’s difficult. Is there anything more difficult than educating children?

Impulse is not the first choice before thinking of a definite solution.

Forget it, what's the point of spoiling the fun? It's just that you are owed something by others. If you don't take anything from them, there will be no spoiling the fun.

Song Maobai was still happily searching for the gift he had carefully selected. Gifts are more or less a combination of the preferences of both the recipient and the giver.

Now he just felt that the gift he chose was unique and special, and Song Yue should like it.

She took out something made of rosewood and came over to take credit: "Sister, you don't know how much effort I put into getting this thing. It's so beautiful. You will definitely like it."