Chapter 41: Nonsense

Xu Wenlong listened to Yang Jingjing's nonsense, and hurriedly waved his hands to argue: "How can there be? What are you talking about? Not that at all? ”

Yang Jingjing glanced at Xu Wenlong, shrugged her nose and said contemptuously: "I'll go, dare to be a stinky man who doesn't dare to be, get cheap and sell well, deceive my sister and refuse to admit it, all have the same virtue." ”

Xu Wenlong's heart was on fire, and he wanted to reprimand Yang Jingjing angrily, but he was afraid of causing deeper misunderstanding and greater trouble. After thinking about it for a long time, he finally had to "hum" heavily in his nose, and turned his head angrily and ignored her.

Yang Jingjing became more and more complacent, arrogant and arrogant, putting on a lofty posture, and vigorously playing with her mouth: "Alas, it is also a brine and tofu, one thing drops one thing, there is no way to do it." I think about how pure and innocent my sister was, how elegant and graceful, arrogant and arrogant she was. How many stinky men don't see her with green eyes, salivation, and can't move their feet? Is it just trying to find ways and hollow out their minds to trick her? You're good, silent, muffled to make a fortune, and in the blink of an eye, she will be bewildered, and she will climb into your stinky bed. It's not simple, it's not simple, it's very, very hard. Looking at your thief-like and ill-intentioned appearance, I know that you are definitely an old ghost in love, a sea demon, and you are simply beautiful! ”

"What are you talking about?" Xu Wenlong stood up from the sofa with a "whew", glared at me and said angrily, "You can say that about me, but don't insult your sister!" ”

Yang Jingjing was startled, and hurriedly closed her mouth and stopped talking. Well, it's scary for this stupid big man to start a fire, look at his swollen muscles that are scared to death, don't let a finger get you down.

Xu Wenlong saw Yang Jingjing's frightened eyes, his face was flustered, and he was afraid that he would scare her. So he slowed down his face and said to her softly: "Your sister and I have done nothing, we are all innocent, believe it or not!" ”

Yang Jingjing saw that Xu Wenlong was no longer angry, and her courage immediately became bigger again, and she continued to shake her head and disdain and said, "I'll go, stinky man with good words!" Lonely men and widows came together, and the firewood was set in a pile. I still dare to say that it is nothing, and I dare to say that I have not done anything. Even if my sister is a holy and elegant angel, I don't think you are a gentleman who sits still. I guess I had already dug some traps, designed some mechanisms, and spent endless efforts to finally capture my sister. But then again, what does it matter? As long as she likes it, as long as she is willing, what can I do as a sister-in-law? You can still poke a hole in the sky......" she foamed at the mouth and gushed endlessly. The more you say it, the more outrageous it becomes, and the more you say it, the more absurd it becomes. Xu Wenlong was so angry that his chest was stuffy, his eyes were white, his hands and feet were sore, his mouth was crooked, his nose was slanted, and he only had to snort and pant heavily.

At this moment, Yang Yingying walked out of the room timidly with a red face. Although she was fully dressed and pretended to be calm, she still couldn't hide her flustered, short-breathed, shy and uneasy look. But when she saw Yang Jingjing's tired, lazy, and weird look, the fire in her heart didn't hit anywhere, and she angrily accused her loudly: "Do you remember this home? What do you want to do when you come back this time? ”

Yang Jingjing didn't dare to be too presumptuous in front of her sister, but she was very unconvinced. Especially now, I think I have grabbed her handle and pinched her sore spot, and the worries in my heart are relatively smaller. So he raised his head, shook his hair, pursed his lips and shouted: "Do you think that my coming back is in the way and will ruin your good deeds?" ”

"You, you, you ......" Yang Yingying wilted on the spot at first glance, opened her mouth, and was speechless. His face turned pale and trembled, and tears of shame and grievance burst out of his eyes, falling like pearls with broken threads.

Xu Wenlong was anxious, helped Yang Yingying to the sofa and sat down, glared at Yang Jingjing and said angrily: "Can't you say a few words!" ”

Yang Jingjing didn't stop doing it, and blurted out derogatory words with her neck: "Hmph, aren't you ashamed to hug me and hug me in front of the public?" I'm blushing for you! ”

Yang Yingying shook her body, lay on the sofa, covered her face and cried loudly.

Xu Wenlong was furious, stared at Yang Jingjing with a sword-like gaze, and rebuked her word by word: "You...... You're just going too far! ”

Yang Jingjing was taken aback, and hurriedly lowered her head and didn't dare to say more.

Xu Wenlong walked to Yang Jingjing's side with a cold face, and said to her in a loud voice: "Do you know what happened during this time? Do you know that your sister almost didn't even see you? ”

Although Yang Jingjing's duck is dead, her mouth is still hard. Although he was a little afraid of Xu Wenlong, although he felt sore and choked when he saw his sister crying sadly, although he also wanted to say something good to her to comfort and comfort her, but the words changed when they came to his mouth: "What happened?" Didn't I meet you stinky man, and didn't I get you both excited to death! As soon as the words came out, she couldn't help but regret that she didn't start at the beginning. yes, is it easy for my sister? Is it better for a weak girl to stay at home alone, alone, without even someone to talk to? Happy? If you want to call yourself, it will kill you! And for the big fool in front of him, shouldn't he be happier and more fortunate to be able to win the favor of his sister? Doesn't the family need such a person to take care of and protect it? Is it really for the sake of being able to live happily outside, and he doesn't care about anything or anything?

Yang Yingying's "wow" sounded, crying more and more so that the first Buddha ascended to heaven, and the second Buddha was born, and she fainted dangerously.

"You ......" Xu Wenlong was furious and angry, and raised his slap with a "whew", and whipped it over angrily......

didn't want Yang Jingjing to be fearless, instead of hiding, she raised her head high, puffed out her red eyes and screamed stubbornly: "Fight, you fight." Beat me to death so that you can continue to lie to my sister, and kill me so that you can bully her as much as you want. ”

Xu Wenlong sighed and forcibly took back the slap that he swung out. He sighed for a while, and finally sat down next to Yang Jingjing slowly, and told her everything that happened in the past in a heavy tone......

The more the rebellious Yang Jingjing listened, the more frightened she became, and the more she listened, the more frightened she became, and finally couldn't help screaming, threw herself into Yang Yingying's arms with tears, hugged her and cried bitterly: "Sister, sister, I'm sorry for you...... You hit me...... You scold me...... I ......"

Yang Yingying looked at her crying sister blankly, and couldn't believe her eyes for a while. It wasn't until Yang Jingjing kept scolding herself, and even raised her hand to slap her mouth, that she was overjoyed and hugged her sister and cried miserably.

Xu Wenlong was sad, and the tears in his eyes were about to fall. He walked forward slowly, and after repeated comforts and persuasions, the sisters barely stopped crying.

Yang Yingying took out a handkerchief, and while helping her sister wipe the tears on her face, she said to her lovingly: "Look what the hell have you become?" I'm crazy outside all day, and I'm not afraid of other people's jokes. ”

Yang Jingjing's face flushed, and she lowered her head in embarrassment.

Yang Yingying glanced at Xu Wenlong quietly, her eyes full of gratitude, joy and shyness. She pushed her quiet and elegant sister, and said to her in a tone of infinite joy: "You sit here for a while, take a good rest, and I will go and cook for you, and make your favorite millet porridge and mille-feuille cake." After saying that, Xi Yingying flew into the kitchen as lightly as a cheerful swallow.