] to provide you with wonderful reading. Chapter 33: It's okay to say anything

Yan Xiaocheng took the first step and didn't give it to him: "Eat your fork." ”

Yang Fan watched the two of them interact and kept snickering, the daughter-in-law just wanted to make her son get used to the pain.

It was already late for Yan Xiaocheng to finish eating and help clean up and then go home, because he told Wen Qianluo that there was still a lamp at home.

She was afraid that they were already asleep, so she quietly walked in.

On the sofa, Yun Haochen was naked.

The back was densely scarred, and red blood oozed from the worst places.

She frowned slightly and stopped.

The people on the sofa didn't seem to feel her coming, and they struggled to reach out to take the medicine, but their hands couldn't reach it at all.

He sighed and smiled sarcastically.

Yan Xiaocheng's eyes widened, he didn't expect that Wen Qianluo, who was gentle and kind on weekdays, would be so ruthless to his son.

Seeing the injuries on his body, she didn't feel too happy, a faint sympathy came out, and she walked over: "I'll help you!" ”

Yun Haochen glanced up at her, but he didn't refuse.

Directly gave her the disinfectant and wound medicine in his hand: "If you want to take revenge on me, now is a good time." ”

"Don't think people are as dirty as you, Yun Haochen, is there only any thing left in your head about how to bully others to please yourself?" Yan Xiaocheng despised him.

What kind of person is this, with the heart of a villain, the belly of a gentleman.

Even if she was disgusted with him, she would not use such unscrupulous means to take the opportunity to bully an injured person.

The strength of her hand was already very light, and she could still feel Yun Haochen's tense body and the occasional overflowing murmur of pain.

She frowned: "Aunt Wen is too ruthless, what did you say to let her beat you like this?" ”

Yun Haochen sneered, like a tiger whose tail had been stepped on, and turned his head to glare at her: "Yan Xiaocheng, if you don't want to help, go to sleep." ”

Yan Xiaocheng sneered, and the strength of his hands increased.

He gasped in pain: "You murdered your own brother!" ”

Yan Xiaocheng ignored him, but the strength of his hands became a little lighter.

The hideous scars on her back still made her a little frightened, new injuries and old injuries, dense earthworm-like ugly attachments to her smooth back.

It is definitely not something that can be formed by being beaten once or twice, but by long-term abuse.

She made up for it, and it was gentle and abusive.

Yun Haochen seemed to know what she was thinking, and his voice was still cold: "The injury was not caused by my mother." ”

She laughed twice, and after applying the last bit of injury, she stood up: "It's over, you can go to sleep after you clean up." ”

Before she left, Yun Haochen had already gotten up and walked away in slippers.

When I arrived at the door of the bedroom, I glanced back at her: "Little Sister Orange, please help my brother pack up his things, my brother is injured, so I need to rest early." ”

Yan Xiaocheng looked at him as if nothing had happened, his eyes were burning with anger, and he just wanted to rush up and scratch people.

He sneered, and had already slammed the door shut, his eyes even more angry, and the sarcasm became more and more heavy.

Yan Xiaocheng was stunned for a moment, and Wen Qianluo had already walked over: "Xiaocheng, I'll pack these things, you go to sleep, you have to go to class tomorrow." ”

"Auntie, you go and rest, I'll come, I'll be quick with my hands and feet, and I'll do it in a few minutes." Yan Xiaocheng directly sent Wen Qianluo to the house, and then closed the door.

Looking at the bedroom door, his expression was serious and fell into deep thought.

She knew that she didn't care about other people's family affairs, even if Yun Haochen was killed, he deserved it.

She had cursed him a million times in her heart for retribution.

But the injuries on his back made her feel inexplicably chilled, and she didn't know what kind of perverted person could beat him like that.

In general, people who are psychologically distorted and perverted will take torturing people as a hobby, especially the whip, which is an excellent torture tool.

It can not only increase the interest of the abuser, but also make the abused person endure inhuman torture and pain for a long time.

The scar left on his body was a whiplash, and the new wound just now was beaten with a feather duster.

She believed that Wen Qianluo would not be the abuser of those whiplashes.

The next morning.

Yan Xiaocheng got up early to make breakfast, and when she was frying eggs, there was a knock on the door of the house.

She put down what she was holding and opened the door.

Yang Yixing stood at the door in a neat suit, grinning softly at her, revealing two deep dimples on the sides of his cheeks.

Yan Xiaocheng's eyes lit up and sparkled, and he stretched out his fingers that were still stained with oil and wanted to poke his dimples, but finally gave up.

"Idiot, he's sick, come here so early." She frowned suspiciously, her eyes wide but never leaving the dimples on his cheeks.

What she likes the most is the little dimple of the nerd, look at the depth of the dimple, you can generally know whether he is sick, sad or happy, which can be called a universal watch.

"Orange, today Friday, I told Aze that the two of you will go to the city after school in the evening, and there will be a performance by the Sun Acrobatic Troupe at the City Grand Theater tomorrow night, and I have bought all the tickets." Yang Yixing looked at her, his voice was gentle and a little hoarse, obviously he hadn't recovered for long after he got up.

"No, I'm going to Happy Valley!" Yan Xiaocheng was stubborn, the eight cows couldn't be pulled back, and he was determined to go to Happy Valley to play, not anywhere else.

"Go to Happy Valley during the day and go to see acrobatics at night." Yang Yixing reached out and touched her head, continuing to laugh.

"Really? Jiro Junzawa also agrees? Yan Xiaocheng was a little suspicious, Jun Ze Erlang didn't bother to go to Happy Valley at all, and always scolded her for being naïve, he could agree to go to Happy Valley.

"Well, let's play with him and watch." Yang Yixing nodded affirmatively.

"Nerd, I want to go to the snack street at night." Yan Xiaocheng was inch by inch, looking at him with a bright smile.

"Okay." Yang Yixing nodded, anyway, she was what she said.

"Then you go back quickly, uncle should be in a hurry for a while." Yan Xiaocheng drove him away directly, and when he thought that he could go to the city to play at night and go to Happy Valley tomorrow, he was immediately happy.

Yang Yi walked, Yan Xiaocheng ran to the kitchen to continue her breakfast, and didn't see that Yun Haochen, who had always relied on people to get up before getting up, had already gotten up, and listened to her and Yang Yixing's words without dropping.

Watching her go to the kitchen, he went out the door.

Wen Qianluo's condition has improved somewhat in the past two days, and she soon woke up and went over to help her.

When breakfast was ready, Wen Qianluo went to ask Yun Haochen to get up, only to find that he was not in the bedroom.

Wen Qianluo's face turned pale with fright, thinking that something had happened to him again, tears flowed down, and he ran out in a panic.

Yan Xiaocheng ran to the door to take a look, Yun Haochen rode the bicycle away, and there was a note on the trunk of the tree at the door: If there is something, go first.

"Aunt Yun, my brother said he left first, let's have breakfast!" Yan Xiaocheng was itchy at all, and threw the note directly into a ball.

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