Syllable~

Covering her face, Qingli stupidly watched as the tears in Yumei's eyes slid down her cheeks and her slender chin, speechless for a while.

She didn't cry when she was slapped for no reason, but you cried instead of beating someone, what is this?

"Did you already know? I knew you had been waiting to see my jokes, why didn't you die? When I was a child, I was obviously better looking than you, just because of your good grades, adults and children liked you. When I was in junior high school, I liked Peng Chao, Peng Chao actually said that he liked you, and asked me what you liked, why should I tell him, you don't want to get what I can't get. Why would your parents rather go out to work than provide for your education, but me? I have to go out to make money at a young age, and when I am bullied, I can only hide in the bed and cry, Su Qingli, why don't you die, you go to die quickly, I will be relieved if you die. With blood-red eyes open, Yumei roared at Qingli.

Smack~smack~

Yumei, who was stunned by Qingli's two slaps in succession, covered her face and looked at Qingli and wanted to kill her.

Qingli is also on fire, the cat meows, was slapped for no reason, and cursed her to die, it is a Buddha who is on fire, not to mention that she is a human being, not a Buddha.

She doesn't owe Yumei anything, why should she beat Yumei, since she slapped her, she had to pay back two slaps so as not to lose money.

Qingli's personality has always been that she doesn't take advantage of you, you can take advantage of her.

She does not offend people easily, and if she offends her, she will be doubled back.

Shaking her sore hand, Qingli looked at Yumei, whose tears were like unturned faucets, and sneered, "What kind of thing are you, you came to my house to slap me, and pointed at my nose to let me die?" People don't like you and you don't care about my? Don't find reasons in yourself, blindly blame others, with a character like you, people with normal views will not like you. What the hell is that Peng Chao, I don't know him at all, okay? What am I laughing at you, my parents are willing to go out to work for me to study, what's in the way of you, you don't study and go out to work, is Uncle Zhenqing not letting you read? It's you who don't want to read, Uncle Zhenqing is chasing you with a stick and beating you from behind. Let you go to school, did you forget? What did you say at the time, you forced me to go to school, and I jumped into the river and died to show you. That's what you said, right? I see you're sick in the head, go to the mental hospital, don't come to my house to spread wild, whatever. After saying it in one breath, Qingli picked up the teacup and poured it violently.

. It's tiring to say so many words in one breath, not for the sake of looking at the same village, she kicked out earlier, where would she say so much.

Wenwen and Dongzi watched the situation develop like this dumbfounded, and they didn't react at all.

Yumei covered her stinging face, staring at Qingli with their eyes like a poisonous blade, Wenwen touched his arm, moved down to Dongzi, and stared at Yumei vigilantly.

She felt that something was wrong with Yumei now, and that look was so scary.

"What are you doing here? Get out of my house. Next time, I won't give you face for the sake of the same village. Putting down the teacup, Qingli pointed to the door and stared at Yumei and said.

If you have to make an inch, don't blame her for being polite, she can't beat them, she can't beat Yumei?

Yumei is like this, it's no problem to come to ten more, and Qingli is still quite confident in her skills.

Yumei knew that she wouldn't be able to please if she stayed today, and she didn't want to hook up with a few men from the Qingli family now.

She only thinks about how to get revenge on Qingli now, and it is best to make Qingli miserable.

Never mind. She has time to plan, Su Qingli, you wait for me, I, Liu Yumei, will not let you have a good time.

Turn around. Yumei walked to the door with her head held high, walked out of the carved gate, there was no villager on the road, Yumei is now a little glad that the time she picked was quite good, at least so that no one saw the slap marks on her face.

"It's going to be okay, is it?" Wenwen stared at the door, remembering Yumei's eyes just now. I felt uneasy.

"What can happen, she really has something to do with us, she did it first." Qingli waved her hand, saw the bacon that had just hit Yumei and was thrown on the floor by her, squatted down and picked it up and said, "Okay, the bacon is back, you talk to Crayon Xiaoxin." ”

Dongzi took out a small cardboard box, handed it to Qingli for bacon, picked up the packed cardboard box on the ground and walked to the small bread parked in the yard.

"Okay, the crayon Xiaoxin money has been paid, and you can ship it." When the news of Crayon Xiaoxin came, Wen Wen said without raising his head.

Nodding, Qingli put together a few packed cartons, picked them up and walked out the door.

"Brother Dongzi, the list is here, you wait to ship it and match it with the carton, so as not to make a mistake." Handing Dongzi a piece of paper, Qingli admonished.

took the paper and looked at it, Dongzi chose to put it in his pocket, opened the car door and sat in, and said, "Okay, you go in, I'll wait in the town to see if there is a car to be delivered, and run a pack of cigarette money." ”

"You are too unpursuing, what is there to run for a pack of cigarettes, why do you have to run for a cigarette money, it's not profitable." Rolling his eyes, Qingli was speechless for Dongzi's lack of pursuit.

Dongzi was choked by Qingli's words, and looked at her with a red and swollen face.

"Okay, doesn't your face hurt? I'm still in the mood to tease me, go and get your face done, I'm leaving. Starting the car, Dongzi roared away.

"Don't say it, it hurts." Covering her face, Qingli muttered.

"Ouch, you light, it hurts to death." Qingli yelled at Wenwen, who was giving her a cold compress.

"You dead girl, I'll put the towel on your face, what are you screaming about, Yumei's hand is so strong? It's actually swollen. Staring at Qingli's red and swollen half of her face, Wen Wen said suspiciously.

Qingli was silent about Wenwen's question.

Her skin is very thin because of the long-term use of space water, and it is easy to bruise and redden, which is obviously not a serious problem at all, but it looks very scary on her, and she can't help it.

Fortunately, she is not a white lotus or a green tea, otherwise she would not know how many people's distress she could deceive by using such a skin type.

"Okay, you lie here, I'll change your towel later."

"Okay, go play with your computer!" Raising his eyes, Qingli looked at the condescending Wenwen and said.

Hey~

Wenwen let out a lewd laugh, and ran to the computer in three or two steps, she wanted to chat with Crayon Xiaoxin, this person was so funny.

Closing her eyes, Qingli scolded Wenwen in her heart.

A guy who has no conscience, he doesn't want a sister when he has a computer. Bai hurt her.

Time passed minute by minute, lying on the sofa Qingli slowly fell asleep.

When Mo Yu entered the door, he saw Qingli lying quietly on the sofa at a glance, and walked over lightly.

Looking at the towel on Qingli's face. Mo Yu stretched out his hand, and when he saw the towel, he was stunned, this towel is cold, what situation does it need to be cold?

Remove the towel. Mo Yu looked at the redness and swelling on Qingli's face, and a deep chill quickly filled his eyes, and the anger in his heart was almost uncontrollable.

This face looks like she was beaten, which bastard dares to touch the woman of labor, wait until you know who it is, see how he kills that bastard.

"Cold." Qingli, who was sleeping, suddenly felt cold, moved her body uneasily, and whispered in her mouth.

The cold air on Mo Yu's body was dispersed by the whispers of the cleanup, and he bent down to pick up the little man on the sofa and walked upstairs, Wenwen stared at Mo Yu's back in confusion. I really want to tell him that the towel on Lili's face is going to be changed.

Opening his mouth, Wenwen found that he didn't dare to say it at all, and he didn't know why, although Mo Yu looked very gentle, she was a little uncomfortable with Mo Yu.

Sighing in frustration, Wenwen still decided to stare at the computer, she believed that the handsome guy Mo would take care of Qingli.

Qingli, who was hugged, felt warm, and rubbed Mo Yu's broad chest comfortably, and the corners of her mouth were slightly curved.

Mo Yu opened the clear glass door and placed her on the bed covered with violet sheets. I pulled up the quilt and went to the bathroom to bring a wet towel and put it on her face.

"It hurts, it's cold." Shivering with the stimulation of the cold towel, Qingli muttered.

"Good. It won't hurt later. Mo Yu bent down and kissed her forehead lovingly, and the feelings in his eyes were released without reservation.

Only when Lili didn't know that he dared to leak his feelings, he was usually restrained and restrained, for fear that he would not be able to control it. Scares her.

After calming Qingli, Mo Yu stood up and looked at her room.

Qingli's room is not big, with a two-meter-wide bed in the middle, and a few photos at the head of the bed, including a single photo of herself, and a warm group photo of the three sisters and brothers.

On the left hand side of the bed is a group of light-colored wardrobes, next to the wardrobe is placed a dresser, on which in addition to a quaint Huanghuali jewelry box, there are a few combs left, and I don't see any cosmetics and skin care products.

To the right of the bed is a group of floors that occupy the entire wall, the whole is arched, the light green curtains are opened, and a group of bamboo tables and chairs are placed on the balcony outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the tables are beautifully colored and fleshy.

Turning his head, Mo Yu stared at a few photos on the bedside, feeling unhappy for a while.

When can he put his picture on it, it is better to hang it on the ceiling, so that the glass can see him when she opens her eyes, and it will be perfect.

Sitting on the chair, Mo Yu stared at the sleeping Qingli without blinking, the breeze blew the curtains, poked out his curious head, saw the warm two people inside, and retreated shyly.

"Why are you the only one?" Yiyan and Mingyuan came back shoulder to shoulder, looked around, didn't see Mo Yu and Qingli, and asked curiously.

"Upstairs." Wenwen stretched out his hand and pointed upstairs.

Upstairs? What are the two of them doing upstairs in broad daylight?

Could it be that Mo Yu took down the glass and was afraid that Ye Changmeng would do it first?

The two of them, who were full of dirty thoughts, glanced at each other, and tiptoed upstairs like thieves.

Mingyuan's ear was pressed against the door, delusionally thinking that he could hear some movement, so he stood up for a long time and said to Yiyan, "The sound insulation is too good, I can't hear anything." ”

Touching his chin, he stared at the door, thinking about whether to kick it open to see what they were doing inside.

However, as soon as he thought of Mo Yu's methods, he didn't dare to take this risk, if he really disturbed Mo Yu's good deeds, Mo Yu would definitely get him to Africa to mine.

For the sake of a little curiosity in my heart, is this risk worth taking?

After struggling for a long time, Yiyan still decided to give up, he is a person who understands current affairs, and he will not do a good job of killing cats.

Hooked Mingyuan's shoulder, and said in a whisper, "Forget it, let's go down, it's immoral to disturb other people's errands." ”

Slapping away Yiyan's hand, Mingyuan tidied up his cuffs and walked downstairs.

What is it called disturbing other people's affairs immorally, he didn't think about going in, he was just curious to listen to the voice, in a word, this guy's thoughts are really dirty.

Fortunately, Yiyan didn't know what Mingyuan was thinking, otherwise he would definitely be sprayed to death with a mouthful of salt soda. (To be continued.) )