Chapter 201: Spit and Foam! Spit three times!
"Even if you have a heart, okay, I'm going to military training, you and Ziqing stay at home and come back in the evening to make food for you."
"Tomatoes and eggs again?"
"Ahaha, how about making chicken wings for you tonight, Coke chicken wings?" Ye Sangmo smiled a little embarrassedly.
Hey! Ye Sangmo was proud and raised his little chin.
"Okay, good, there's meat to eat at night!"
"Master, can you also change the dish for me?"
"Huh? You? ”
"That's right, the battery that the owner gave me yesterday is not tasty, and it doesn't taste good at all. Can I change the brand? ”
"What brand do you want to eat?"
"Nanfu!"
"Hey! Little guy, you really know how to pick brands, choose expensive ones. ”
"Woo, I picked this from the public, I haven't said I want to eat Panasonic, Sanyo ......"
"Stop! Just Nanfu, I'll come back in the evening and bring it to you. ”
"The host is so nice, the host is the best beautiful girl in the world!"
"You guy is starting to blow brainlessly again." Ye Sangmo muttered in a low voice, and then smiled at Mimi, "However, it's a good blow, keep it up!" ”
"The skills touted by this guy are probably the same as what you learned." Yuwen Yuanxu also muttered quietly on the side, what kind of master there is, what kind of robot there is, it's not strange at all.
Ye Sangmo glanced at Yuwen Yuanxu distractedly, only to see that he suddenly reached out and grabbed her hand...... didn't give her a chance to refuse, and had already pulled her towards the villa gate.
While pulling her, he turned back to Ziqing and said, "Fang Ziqing, seventeen is handed over to you, don't open the window, don't open the door, remember?" ”
"Remember, remember! The young master can rest assured, the young master protects Sister Sangmo, I protect seventeen, perfect! ”
Oh, my God! As soon as Fang Ziqing finished saying this, Yu Wenyuan slammed into the door without looking back, hmm...... He probably thought that Sangmo had opened the door, but it didn't...... Well, it hit a bang. Ye Sangmo looked at him with a confused expression, and asked in a sneering voice:
"Yuwen Yuanxu? What are you doing? ”
"Ye Sangmo, why don't you open the door!"
"Blame me again?! Yuwen Yuanxu ...... Are you okay? Does it hurt?! ”
Yuwen Yuanxu reached out and touched his forehead, then opened the door without saying a word, and directly dragged Ye Sangmo to the garage.
"Yuwen Yuan ......" Ye Sangmo pursed his lips and shouted with some guilt.
"It's okay, it's a little injury."
Yuwen Yuan said disapprerovingly, he didn't even look at his forehead, but Ye Sangmo could see it. Probably because the quality of Yuwen Yuanxu's door is really good, this time his forehead has been bruised and began to cover blood. But he still looks like a thousand-year-old ice, I'm fine, I'm so good, how can I have something, I'm absolutely fine! Ye Sangmo pouted and sighed, hitting his head is not a trivial matter, he can't be allowed to be so reckless! So, Ye Sanmo stood on tiptoe, pointed to his head, and said fiercely:
"Yuwen Yuanxu!"
"What?" Yu Wenyuan sneered, this girl, what kind of crazy is smoking.
"You, now, immediately, spit! Spit three times! ”
"What?"
"When I was a child, my aunt taught me that if I hit my head, I must spit and spit three times, so that it won't hurt, and the swelling will go down quickly!"
Ye Sangmo was serious and serious. This ridiculous-sounding behavior is actually the best memory between her and Ye Xuanju's mother......