one of a kind

He didn't seem to hear Xiaoxiao slowly said: Let's eat, let's see what I do.

Wen Qingyi laughed quickly and said: Yes, yes, everyone, hurry up and eat, and I also want to ask one of the words "flexibility" what is the meaning of it.

I raised my eyebrows, sneered, and then took a look at Wen Qingyi: The only martial arts in the world is speed.If you can't control the enemy with one move, why bother to stick to the moves? If you follow the martial arts routines, how many sets of kung fu will you have to learn.

I was impatient at first, but at this moment I heard my cheap aunt laugh and say: No one would have thought that Qi Yi would be so smart. When I was young, I was so ordinary and difficult to train. Even my appearance was far worse than our Qing Yi An. .Now not only is his appearance a lot more handsome, but he can even win with some ordinary kung fu, which is amazing.

There are still scattered echoes around: Yes, who would have thought of it.Hours are obviously normal.

That's right, that's right, I really dare not think that it is better for our bishop in the end.

When I was a child, I had a very bad temper, as if there were servants and children who were beaten blind...

Whispers kept ringing in my ears, I closed my eyes, and laughed angrily: Today's meal, you don't want me to be safe, do you?

"Who doesn't want you to be safe, what are you talking about!" the aunt immediately retorted with a frown.

"I didn't say anything, so can you stop talking?"

"You! You are a child, but you just won a competition, and you are so coquettish, you can't even say it!"

right!can not say.Why do you say that?I stared at her and said slowly.

Her angry chest heaved violently, as if she was about to stand up but was stopped by her father-in-law.The father warned in a low voice: one!

I straightened up but tugged at my sleeves, turned around and said with a smile: Two days ago, I heard a writer tell a very interesting story, and it happened that the protagonist of the story was me. Does the father think the name is good or bad?

No one around spoke, he looked at me quietly, without saying a word.

One, what are you talking about now, if there is anything you can’t talk about after eating, do you have to talk about it now?Wen Yi'an asked in a low voice, somewhat incomprehensible.

I laughed, laughed out loud and very loudly, I stared at my father's face without looking back, but turned back to Wen Yi'an seriously, and I said: Yes, we must say it now.I continued: "Father, the storyteller said that my name is Zhilan Yushu, and there is no one in ten thousand. I think it's very funny. What does father think?"

He didn't say a word the whole time, paused for a while with his hand, but still didn't answer.I laughed at myself a little and said: "What is it actually? Everyone here, including me, including my father, all know clearly that I was not a Zhilan Yushu since I was a child, and there is no one in ten thousand. I am and will always be that one of them." One, one of the Wen family, one of the Moshang Pavilion, one of the more than me, one of the more! Why, now you are praising me like this, because you think I have saved face for you, With a long face, I just remembered, is there someone like me..."!

I complained word by word, I thought this silent atmosphere would last until the end of my complaint, but he suddenly broke out.

He stood up and threw the chopsticks on the table, and the plate was torn apart. He turned around and slapped me in an instant. The thought was that slapping someone was so painful.

The bright red finger prints on my face that were slapped on the side quickly swelled up, and people around stood up to stop him. I watched him without saying a word, and he pointed at me and asked, "Yes." What can't wait to say later!How did I treat you badly?Have you ever been short of food and clothing for so many years?What dissatisfaction do you have with Mo Shangge's identity as the third young master?What are you angry about?How many grievances do you have?Did I birth you and raise you just to let you question me here today?You are simply unfilial to the extreme!

His face was flushed with anger, but I was expressionless, only the slight trembling of my fingers reminded me that all this was unusual.A great sense of sadness came to me like a tide. At that moment, I seemed to die on the spot, and it seemed as if I was cut into pieces.

Wen Yu followed me all the time and rushed out the moment he saw him make a move on me. I stopped him and grabbed his hand to keep him from moving.He looked at me, his eyes were red with anxiety, and he didn't care about anyone else around him.He held my face, touched the place where I was beaten, and gently called me master, master, master, and the person opposite me seemed to be even more angry, and the accusations and abuse were all over the sky in an instant, and suddenly I believed in myself so much His son is his incompetent, dissatisfied, and reluctant to admit son, I even laughed out loud.I often wonder whether my life structure is too small, or the world is too broad.Otherwise, why are my eyes full of trifles?Others want to roam the rivers and lakes and make peace in the world, but I can't even make peace in this side.

Xu Shi quickly vomited grievances, Xu Shi was completely cold and gave up. After I came out of the hall with Wen Yu, my mood was not as bad as I imagined.I could even smile and ask Wen Yu, who was kneeling in front of me to help me apply my face, if he had eaten, but no matter what I did, Wen Yu couldn't do it.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw me being beaten, he was shocked, angry, frightened and frightened, and he still had a cold face when he helped me cover my face. I couldn't just find a topic so that he wouldn't have to worry too much.

After hearing this, he lost his voice instantly, I frowned and looked at him with a forced smile and said: "Master, what right do I have to stay by your side?

When I see my master happy, I will think, and when I see my master sad, I will think, how can I deserve it, I, I can’t even protect you.”

I didn't say a word, seeing him immersed in his self-blame and unable to break free, I didn't want to persuade him either.In this vast ocean of life, I am so overwhelmed that I have even died.But I still raised my hand to wipe his unaware tears, raised his chin with my backhand, and lowered my head to ask him: In what capacity are you asking this question now.

He froze for a moment, seeming to be even more annoyed. He closed his eyes and didn't look at me, but suddenly stretched his arms around my neck and pulled me towards him. The collision of teeth made a muffled sound. He bit my lip like a cat. The wolf that hasn't eaten meat for a long time even inserted its fingers into my hair and stroked it back and forth.I opened my eyes and looked at him, this was the first time he showed his attitude, a tough, dissatisfied, and venting attitude, and finally he left slowly until the faint smell of blood came from his mouth.

He looked me in the eyes, then fell on my lap without saying a word.At that moment, I knew that I was still his everything, his everything, but I was no longer his god.I am used to controlling everything, and he is willing to be controlled by me, but maybe the premise of all this is that I will not be hurt in any way.

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