Chapter Two Hundred and Fifty-Seven

The cheeks were hotly swollen, and I could even see the curvature of my face bulging in the afterglow, and the five marks were clear and obvious, as if there was some heat at that moment, as if something was flowing down from my face.

It's broken, it's definitely broken.

Su Bairan stared at the girl in front of him, looking at the black gaze, his image was reflected, and the five blood-red traces slowly flowed downward, clearly bleeding from the wound cut by the nails.

She scolded directly, not so easy to hear.

"Su Baiyu, do you really think I'm a bully? Just come up directly, don't hit people in the face, you are beating and scolding, what are you going to do! ”

Even if Su Bairan has experienced wonderful things, even if he has taken the return scroll, he has been threatened by his life, and he has not yet reached the point of humiliating his dignity, even if he is trapped in a predicament, at most it is an insult to IQ, in fact, he has never experienced anything like a slap in the face.

Su Baiyu, who came out of nowhere, is not his elder, nor is he his benefactor, in fact, the two of them are still in a competitive relationship, and they will be slapped when they come up, how can this be endured.

Su Bairan pinched the other party's wrist tightly, staring fiercely at the past.

Su Baiyu only felt the attention of that look, and unconsciously his shoulders began to tremble, and he couldn't suppress the trembling at all.

Su Bairan looked coldly at the girl curled up into a small lump, if it wasn't for her own arm grabbing, I'm afraid she would have already fallen to the ground.

"It's useless to pretend to be pitiful for me."

The cold tone stabbed the girl in front of him fiercely, and Su Bairan first used some strength to directly pull the other party's arm and lift it up.

Su Baiyu stared closely at the gesture on the hair, which had already been hanging in the period, sucking and sucking down and falling off, and the petals of the velvet flower had instantly withered and spilled all over the ground.

"I... I hate you. Her voice was deep, but it was so cool that everyone around her could hear it clearly.

Su Bairan lowered his eyes and frowned, "You hate me?" Hate where do you hate that I am locked up in a small yard, I can only solve the problem of eating by myself, I haven't had a new clothes to wear for so many years, I hate that I only have a maid to clean up when I am critically ill, basically telling me that I am preparing for the aftermath? Or do you hate me for being sent outside the garden, if it weren't for my fiancΓ©'s fight, I'm afraid I won't have a chance to come back in this life, which one do you hate and say it for me to hear? ”

Su Bairan looked at the trembling girl, and was a little calm in an instant, even ridiculous.

Is it easy to live on your own? Fighting to survive, and trying to avoid the node of death, walking step by step, and alleviating the greater whirlpool, it is not a force that can resist itself, wandering around, wanting to get a moment of freedom, it is like a luxury, and you have to be careful with your calculations.

Half a month of lazy time, my mind is not all stuffed, how can I not run out and carry out a bland plan, I can't wait to burn my brain, originally just a simple programmer, and even said that the business will have a little business calculation, it is clear that the bright time is in front of me, this sudden throw into such an ordinary era, what should I do?

And what about Su Baiyu?

In this Su family's court, the only child who cares about has been pampered since he was a child, and it can be said that he has compared his other two sisters to the dirt.

The other two people already have to work hard to survive, and it is difficult to even eat, and they have no fresh clothes to wear for the rest of their lives.

As for her, holding her father's favor and having absolute interests, I am afraid that she is also the second in this mansion in terms of food and clothing. Thinking that when you change your clothes, you can sanction a new batch of them, and with that strange trick to find a small snack to eat, coax your heart to laugh.

Su Bairan just didn't understand.

'Su Bairan', no matter what period he is, is terrified for the continuation of his life, and gradually wants to live for his own survival, which seems to be a problem.

And Su Baiyu, who is already a person soaked in a honey pot in comparison, what is there to hate?

Su Baiyu raised his eyes, looked directly at the person in front of him, and suddenly sneered.

"What do you know? I hate you to the core, I thought you were good, but now I can't wait to bite your bones and chew them up! ”

Su Bairan pursed his lips slightly, and reached out to push the other party.

Su Baiyu himself trembled, and it was thanks to Su Bairan holding his arm in his hand that he could barely stand up.

Stretched out his hand and pushed slightly, and fell to the ground in an instant, and the red-hot clothes on his body rubbed against the stone bricks on the ground, and he tore open a hole with a bang.

The jewelry hanging from the hair crackled and fell to the ground, knocking out a crack in an instant.

Su Bairan frowned, "Where is there so much hatred between you and me, do you have unwarranted feelings to be mixed with me?" Where did I provoke you? ”

Su Baiyu glanced at it coldly, looked at it carefully and shook his head helplessly, climbed on the ground twice with his hand, barely supported his thigh bone and stood up, turned around and glanced back fiercely, and walked forward brightly.

"What? Feed! ”

Su Bairan chased two steps forward, somehow stopped, looked at the red figure appearing, and swayed forward.

Isn't this what happened?

What kind of thing is this?

It's a mess, how did it come about?

Su Bairan had just woken up early in the morning, and he felt inexplicable, and he hadn't even figured it out until now.

Did Su Baiyu go crazy all of a sudden?

looked at the people behind him in confusion, and even the girls who were holding firewood didn't understand what was going on.

Su Bairan turned around stupidly, and walked seriously to his small courtyard with a somewhat solemn attitude.

Subtle subtle This situation is a little too subtle, obviously not a good thing.

There must be something, but my mind obviously hasn't turned.

I walked through the hustle and bustle of the crowd and walked in the direction of my own small courtyard.

Su Bairan patted his forehead gently, there was something wrong with this, but his brain couldn't turn around at all, but...

No, you can't just forget about it.

Why don't you ask Liu Qingyao?

Although the relationship with himself is not very good, but at this time, it seems that there is only one person who has a good brain and trusts him.