"It's not interesting." Qin Xianzheng yawned, sat up, and dusted off the corners of his clothes, "It's just to make you roll ...... round."

"Sister, this kind of word is not what everyone should use. You are like this, you have lost your identity......" Song Yue'er looked around and saw that the rest of the Qin family did not follow, so she dared to speak out and teach Qin Xianzheng a lesson!

"It's not Yue'er who said you, the Qin family's face has been lost by you."

"Don't you like to hear this! Yue'er is all for your good. Although my sister has some problems with her brain, you should be able to understand Yue'er's words, right? ”

Song Yue'er was prickly in every sentence, poking her backbone openly and secretly.

Qin Xianzheng didn't laugh angrily: "Heh...... When will it be your turn to teach me a lesson? What are you? ”

"Sister, I really ...... Yes! Before Song Yue'er finished speaking, she was choked by Qin Xianzheng's wrist.

The girl's fragile wrist bones were pinched white by her, as if they were about to break, and the pain was unbearable.

"This is the Qin family, I am the master of the Qin family!" Qin Xianzheng was condescending and stared at her, "I can do whatever I want to do to you!" ”

"What? Not convinced? In my dictionary, there is no such thing as kindness. ”

She suddenly lowered her head, her beautiful face suddenly enlarged in front of Song Yue'er, and a chill that made people tremble bloomed in her amber eyes!

Seven points of cold, three points of innate charm.

Song Yue'er's breathing was stagnant, and she was shocked by her bearing, and her body trembled uncontrollably!

"Brother Mo, help!" She looked at Mo Yeqi and said with a crying tone.

"Qin Xianzheng, let go of Yue'er! You crazy woman, you can only use violence, you have no education! Mo Yeqi got up from the ground, rushed forward, and grabbed Qin Xianzheng's wrist.

Qin Xianzheng was pulled by him, frowned, his apricot eyes narrowed, and a thick murderous aura poured out!

He only felt that his legs were weak, his eyes were dark, and his knees were weak.

Was it his delusion just now? He actually felt that there was a king spirit on the body of this straw bale!

"Master Mo, I'll give you three seconds. If you don't let go of me, I'll make you regret it. Qin Xianzheng stretched out a finger, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a contemptuous smile, "One." ”

Cold sweat slid down the corners of Mo Ye's forehead.

"Qin Xianzheng, you let go of Yue'er first, and then I'll let you go!"

"Two."

"Qin Xianzheng, Yue'er is so kind and gentle, how can you bear to bully her? You're mad! ”

"Woo, sister, let me go...... Yue'er hurts so much. ”

The third finger of the "Three ......" stretched out, and then, Qin Xianzheng shook off the confinement of Mo Yeqi, and his two hands were as fast as the wind, lifting the plackets of the two of them and throwing them away at the same time.

A man and a woman were thrown out by her to throw garbage.

"Bang bang", two slaps in a row!

The two of them were fanned to the ground by Qin Xianzheng! Simple and crude.

"Ahh Brother Mo! ”

"Yue'er!"

Mo Yeqian and Song Yue'er fell into a ball, and the scene was chaotic for a while.

"It's still a slap in the face." Qin Xianzheng casually took a tissue and casually wiped the stains on his hands.

It was as if she had slapped the two of them in the face and dirty her noble hands.

Soon, Mo Yeqian helped Song Yue'er to stand up.

Song Yue'er was beaten and her nose was blue and her face was swollen, and there was a clear slap mark on her pure and lovely little face, which looked ridiculous.

Seeing Qin Xianzheng looking like an old god was there, Mo Yeyan was so angry that he yelled: "Qin Xianzheng, you dare to beat Yue'er, she is your sister!" ”

"She's my sister?" Qin Xianzheng shook his white and glowing wrist, and lazily spit out arrogant words, "I'm still your ancestor!" ”

Mo Yeqi: "......"