Chapter Ninety-Eight: Self-inflicted iniquity cannot live

Song Man smiled, and the others couldn't help it, and laughed along.

But the initiator Seventeen was panicked in his heart, and he put his hand behind his back in embarrassment, his eyes were erratic, and he didn't dare to look at Si Xiuwen.

"It's better to come early than to come at a good time!" Xin Shuitong suddenly mended the knife.

Seventeen looked at her sadly, and Si Xiuwen's eyes seemed to turn into a sharp blade, flying straight to this side.

"Okay, don't put on a stinky face, who will show it." Song Man beckoned and called Si Xiuwen to come in.

Behind him, Thirteen and Uncle Lai almost couldn't hold on.

It's too close, and the result of being affected by the cold air is the most intense!

Si Xiuwen walked in step by step,

"Isn't it just a face," Xin Shuitong naturally didn't think it was a big deal to see the excitement, and said with a smile, "Just wipe it." ”

Si Xiuwen walked up to her, and the cream on his face slid down on his suit as he moved.

He smiled suddenly, scooped up the cream on his body, and pasted it on Xin Shuitong's face.

"Ahh Xin Shuitong subconsciously hid to the side, and Seventeen sat on the other side. She dodged and ran into his arms without warning.

Seventeen's hands had nowhere to rest, hanging dryly in the air.

Xin Shuitong didn't expect that he would throw himself into someone's arms, and it took a long time to react, smiled awkwardly, and got up.

Everyone else in the box was shocked and looked at it in unison.

Si Xiuwen's mood finally recovered a little, and after such a scene, his whole face was as black as an angry Zhang Fei. A pair of Danfeng eyes continued to radiate cold light, and Ling Chi pitied the innocent seventeen children.

"Yes, I'm sorry......" Xin Shuitong hurriedly apologized to Seventeen, and then jumped on Si Xiuwen, pasting the cream on his face all over his body.

It wasn't until her face was a little empty that she jumped away satisfied.

Seventeen moved to the side of the place. He had already sat in the far corner, and he still felt a thorn in his back.

Si Xiuwen's face was full of messy cream. Uncle Lai had already gone out to find someone to prepare new clothes, and he sat where he was, silent.

I felt a chill all over my body.

"You're not going to be angry, are you?" Xin Shuitong, who finally realized that the atmosphere was not quite right, came closer and looked at him vigilantly.

Si Xiuwen didn't reply, and suddenly said coldly, "Have you drunk?" ”

For a moment, the audience was silent.

Xin Shuitong smiled awkwardly, "Birthday, how can you do it without drinking?" ”

The man snorted coldly, and looked at Seventeen with a cool gaze.

Seventeen wanted to hide the whole person in the floor, and could only stare at his toes, not daring to make a sound, trying to reduce his sense of existence.

He is so innocent, so weak, so helpless!

Song Man, who originally wanted to protect him, was sitting with Jin Kexin at the moment.

The two of them hated to see each other late, and they watched it with relish on the side, two people, you look at me, I look at you, and try to hold back a smile.

Thirteen silently walked up to Seventeen and whispered gloatingly, "If you don't do it, you won't die." ”

It's just that this thirteen child forgot that he had done it once.

Seventeen looked at the sky with tears, thinking that he had participated in the secret guard training by mistake back then, and finally became a qualified secret guard. Now he provoked the young master as if he were dead.

This is the evil of heaven, and it is impossible to live for oneself!

Seventeen, who is full of inner drama, has already thought about how many methods the young master will use to make his life worse than death.

"Really angry?" Xin Shuitong went over and poked Si Xiuwen's arm.

The man looked at her deeply, his face expressionless, with a misty light in his dark eyes, and no emotion could be seen.

"Didn't you just get your clothes dirty?" Xin Shuitong was also inexplicably aggrieved, and sat down beside him with a pout.

Si Xiuwen didn't speak, staring at her directly.

Xin Shuitong was watched by him all the time, and his speech and actions became cowardly. Just as she was about to blow up, he suddenly stretched out his left hand and placed it on his knee with his palm up.

How could Xin Shuitong not be familiar with this action, and secretly scolded "bad guy." Then he obediently put his right hand up, and he was held tightly in an instant.

A warmth came from her palms to her entire body, and her face flushed slightly.

"What wishes?" Si Xiuwen looked sideways at her and said softly. There is still indifference and domineering in his eyes.

"I won't tell you, huh!" Her head tilted to the side, as if she didn't want to pay attention to the stinky man, trying to pull out the hand he was holding.

Then, her hand was still firmly clasped by him, and the two were pumping and holding the other, secretly competing.

This scene fell in the eyes of everyone, and it was undoubtedly flirting!

Seventeen, who was hiding in the corner and trembling, saw that Si Xiuwen didn't mean to blame him, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, his brain was spinning wildly, ready to do something to make up for his mistake.

And Song Man, who was sitting on the side, kept watching his son's performance, and felt relieved that his son already knew how to flirt with his wife.

At this time, Uncle Lai had already bought clean clothes again, brought them to the box, and stood beside Si Xiuwen.

He glanced at it silently, and then withdrew his gaze indifferently.

I don't want to leave, what should I do?

However, there is too much cream on my body. Si Xiuwen stretched out his hand and ravaged Xin Shuitong's hairy little head, then withdrew his hand with satisfaction, glanced in the direction of seventeen by the way, and then went out with Uncle Lai to change clothes.

Seventeen, who was eating watermelon happily on the side, was almost shaken off the melon in his hand when he saw it like this.

"When I go back, I must take the initiative to admit my mistakes first, and I can't let the young master find an opportunity to bully me." Seventeen muttered secretly, wilted and ate a few watermelons, hid back in the shadows, and returned to his own work.

And Xin Shuitong looked at Si Xiuwen and let go of her hand with an unhappy face, and went out helplessly, she only felt happy!

It's as if to make this guy suffer is to make a profit!

She smiled slyly, and immediately resumed eating the watermelon with a serious face.

Suddenly, Jin Kexin handed her a bunch of grapes, Xin Shuitong was stunned for a moment, happily took it, and then received the other party's smiling expression, as if her inner drama had already been seen through.

She was a little embarrassed, and her cheeks were slightly hot.

Jin Kexin sighed, it seems that her best friend has long lost her heart and was completely attracted to that man. After knowing each other for so long, it was the first time she saw Xin Shuitong because of the appearance and departure of a person, and the expression on her face changed accordingly.

"Don't laugh." Seeing Jin Kexin smiling at herself, Xin Shuitong finally couldn't help but scratch her armpits with her hands.

The two had a falling out.