Before he could finish speaking, Ye Xiaolou turned his head with a cold face, gritted his teeth and said, "You shut up for me." ”

"I don't say no, I don't need to."

"Don't follow me, don't blame me for being rude."

"Yuanzhen, He Xiong He Mountain---"

After saying this, Ye Xiaolou shouted.

"In ---"

A few little guys instinctively replied loudly, and the voice was neat and imposing.

"Show him to me, and if you dare to come with him, beat me up."

"Huh?"

"It's--"

"Huh?"

Ye Xiaolou glared, and a few little guys were instantly stunned, and the master said to beat people, then beat them.

Listening to the master's accuracy is right, and at the same time, they are very unpleasant to look at the little white face of this sassy bag.

Did the thought actually move to their sister-in-law's head?

Bah---

His sister-in-law kindly saved him, but he kicked his nose in the face.

Look at the don't beat your ass to flowers, beat you crying dad and calling mother, so that you dare to hit anyone's idea.

In their opinion, the man in the costume in front of him is a big peacock with the screen open, deliberately, is this worth it?

And in the face of a group of half-grown sons who were fierce and vicious, Fang Shiyu was a little panicked.

So he hurriedly waved his hand and said: "That, don't, me, I just want to repay the grace of saving my life, I have absolutely no other meaning, I ---"

Fang Shiyu was about to cry, what a thing, he wanted to repay a life-saving grace, why was it so difficult?

When will the money not be delivered?

How can this make him a fool???

Just when the war was about to break out, suddenly a little boy's puzzled voice was heard.

"You, but Fang Gongzi of Ning'an Mansion?"

As soon as these words fell, everyone looked at Cui Yuanning, who was looking a little uncertain.

Seeing this, Cui Yuanzhen frowned and said, "Third brother, do you know him?" ”

Ye Xiaolou also looked at it when he heard this, and Cui Yuanning said cautiously: "I, I'm not sure." ”

And Fang Shiyu was overjoyed when he saw this, and said happily: "Yes, yes, I am Fang Shiyu from Ning'an Mansion." ”

"You are, oh, I remember, you are Brother Cui's brother, I have seen you."

...

Fang Shiyu never expected that he could meet an acquaintance here, and he was suddenly in a happy mood.

Since he is an acquaintance and a classmate of Cui Yuanheng, he naturally can't treat him like this, not only can't he beat him, but he also has to invite people home.

Ye Xiaolou was depressed, not only that, but she also had to be served with good tea and water.

The spring sun is beautiful, the breeze is blowing, and the leaves of the old locust tree are rattling.

And under the old locust tree, there were two teenagers sitting next to the stone desk.

A person wearing a white and black edge, a round-necked shirt, a slightly cold face, and an outstanding temperament, even more noble than Fang Shiyu, who was dressed in gorgeous clothes and wearing a jade crown next to him.

Compared with Cui Yuanheng's stability as Mount Tai, Fang Shiyu is much more frivolous.

Sitting or not, he grinned, took a sip of tea very casually, and said overjoyed, "Yuan Heng, I really didn't expect to meet you here, God really helps me." ”

"What do you mean by that?"

The young man took a sip of tea elegantly, glanced at the other party lightly, and asked lightly.

Then I saw Fang Shiyu sigh quickly, and put down the tea bowl with a complaining face, "Eh, it's not because of my sister." ”

As soon as these words fell, Cui Yuanheng's face changed slightly, and his eyes secretly glanced at Ye Xiaolou, who was dressed in men's clothes with a kettle, and lowered his voice with a little weakness: "Is it?" So how did you come here? ”

Cui Yuanheng deliberately avoided his sister's stubble, but Fang Shiyu didn't understand it at all, and said with a big grin: "Because of what? It's not because of my ignorant sister. ”

Now Cui Yuanheng is depressed, can we bypass your sister's stubble?

And Ye Xiaolou, who had just arrived, heard this clearly.

Wen Yan frowned and glanced at Cui Yuanheng deeply.

What do you mean?

What's in that?

Just when she was puzzled, Fang Shiyu spoke again.

I saw him look depressed, "It's not because of you, I heard that you haven't returned from praying in this Ganquan Temple for many days, no, you have to come with a lot of noise." ”

"Her temperament was spoiled by my mother, Brother Yuan Heng, she listens to you the most, if you help me persuade her, I am really scared of her."

This is called a blatant statement, and there is not even a hint of concealment.

Also, with such a sister who doesn't care about it, he is also very helpless, what can he do.

It's just that as soon as these words fell, Cui Yuanheng's face turned cold directly, "Shiyu said cautiously, Cui and another sister are just one side, how can I persuade them." ”

Forehead--

He was already used to Cui Yuanheng's rigid and unsympathetic words, but the next sentence almost didn't surprise him.

"Besides, Cui has already gotten married, so Shiyu should not say this kind of thing again."

"What?"

"You're married?"

This news is so exciting, not to mention Nankang City, even the famous genius in the entire Ning'an Mansion City, actually married him? Married so quietly?

So he exclaimed, "When did you get married?" ”

"God, the rumors can't be true, right?"

"Did you really marry a peasant girl?"

Cui Yuanheng looked at him seriously, as if he wasn't joking.

Shiyu couldn't sit still, and hurriedly said: "That, Cui Yuanheng, don't tease me, if my sister knows about this, then don't cry to death?" ”

"You also know that she wants to die for you, my father cherishes your talent, and he doesn't dislike your family, if it weren't for your health, I would have agreed to this family business a long time ago."

"But, you suddenly became a relative, there was no sign at all, and we were caught off guard by the beating, this ---"

"No, Yuan Heng, with your talent, what kind of woman can't you marry, if you let Yuanyuan know that you married a vulgar peasant girl, she ---"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a loud bang between the kettle and the bluestone---.

Then when he looked up, he saw Ye Xiaolou's iron-blue face.

Fang Shiyu was a little confused, and hurriedly said, "Engong, this is ---"

And Ye Xiaolou looked at him coldly, "What's wrong with the peasant girl?" Do you look down on peasant girls? ”

Fang Shiyu didn't look down on it, but it was really a peasant girl who couldn't be a wife for a person with status like them, and it was almost the same to be a concubine.

And Cui Yuanheng is a famous talent in their Ning'an Mansion, how many celebrities want to marry, but they never expected that he would marry a ---

He looked like this in his heart, but looking at Ye Xiaolou's dark eyes, as if the mountain rain was about to come, he swallowed his saliva, and said weakly: "No, there is nothing to do." ”

"It's Brother Yuan Heng's talent, with a peasant girl who doesn't know a single big word, it's really ---"

Before he could finish speaking, he heard Cui Yuanheng cough loudly twice and glanced at him.

Seeing this, Fang Shiyu hurriedly shut up, while Ye Xiaolou glanced lightly at the young man who was serious about drinking tea and his face like a crown of jade, squinted his eyes and said, "You think so too?" ”