Kou Wenshu covered her lower abdomen, pulled Su Mingui and hurriedly left Changfu.

That scene just now really scared her!

Su Xi, who was smiling and welcoming them warmly two days ago, was found doing that kind of thing in the pigsty today!

Moreover, she was holding a knife in her hand, and the second master Chang died again, and was dismantled in eight pieces, and the body was separated.

A discerning person can tell who did it at a glance!

Don't go again, unless you wait to be implicated.

"You said you, how did you raise such a daughter! It's a good day, but I want to do murder! Well, all those bird's nest shark fins are gone! ”

Kou Wenshu couldn't be angry, grabbed the meat on Su Mingui's hand, and twisted it vigorously, as if she was the one who suffered the loss.

Su Mingui frowned in pain, and scolded her unhappily: "What are you doing?" ”

Kou Wenshu, who was gentle and gentle before, was good anywhere, why has he been doing it for a long time, and he always loves to be angry with him?

Two or three times is fine, but if it is like this every day, even if the kung fu in bed is good, but the temper is bad, who can stand it?

"You...... You yell at me! Kou Wenshu covered her lower abdomen, she ran away just now, and now she is angry again, and it hurts a little at this time.

"I ......" Su Mingui was at a loss by her.

"Okay, let's go, you don't want our mother and son, and our mother and son don't want you anymore!" Kou Wenshu shook off his hand in anger and walked forward.

"Wen Shu." Su Mingui clung to the child in her belly, so he had to suppress his temper and patiently stepped forward to coax people, "I didn't mean that, I didn't control my temper for a while, and I didn't think about getting angry with you......"

Kou Wenshu snorted, shook off his hand and continued walking.

Su Mingui had no choice but to follow.

*

Room.

Su Yu had a dream.

There is a very clear scene in the dream.

That was when she first met Jiang Wuheng, and she had already been taken to her new home.

She didn't like everything there, she was very repulsive, she had no friends, she was a stranger, and she was lonely.

Even the air around me smells uncomfortable.

Except for her grandfather, no one is sincere to her.

Every afternoon, during their lunch break, she would secretly feed the cats with the cookies she bought in the back garden.

It was a black cat, with a thin body, but its eyes were dark and bright, very similar to her.

I don't know why, but every day she runs to her back garden on time to eat.

"Good boy, you've eaten so much, you can't eat any more." She poked its belly with her fingers, and after raising it for a long time, she had fattened it up.

"Hey, you said, I won't support you in the future, will you still come?"

"Won't you?"

"Well, you have no conscience."

She muttered to herself, squatting on the ground, supporting her chin with both hands, looking at the cat lying on the ground curled up, shrugging her ears, and being comfortably sunburned.

Seeing it lazily drooping its eyelids, she was also a little drowsy, and after thinking about it, she still reached out and picked up the cat in her arms and gently smoothed it.

"Hey, you've been here for a few days, and you'll have to come every day in the future, no, don't come, this place is not for you." She stroked the cat, completely oblivious to the fact that someone was slowly approaching behind her.

By the time she found out, there was a shadow over her head.

The cat ran away from her arms, and she didn't stand up, a little annoyed, and tilted her head to look at him.

He was tall, with a strong light behind him, looking at her condescendingly, without a blink, his eyebrows and eyes smiled softly, and he stretched out his hand to her, "Hello, Jiang Wuheng." ”