There was a scream of anger from the little witch in his ears, Wu Yong hurriedly let go of the little brat, turned around and explained: "Wait, don't be impulsive, listen to my explanation." ”

"Explain you big-headed ghost, if I don't beat you all over the face today, you won't know how powerful Miss Ben is." Meng Ling'er was wearing a pink silk nightdress, her jade hands were dragging a wooden chair, her willow eyebrows were coldly erected, and her pretty face had an angry expression.

Seeing the little witch approaching him step by step, Wu Yong was so frightened that he leaned his back against the window glass and said in a panic: "Wait... Yama Butterfly..."

As soon as the words fell, the little witch raised the wooden chair high, like throwing a lead ball, and threw the wooden chair fiercely.

Only a flash of yellow light flashed in front of him, accompanied by the sound of the "whooshing" wind, and the wooden chair carrying the overwhelming power of the mountains and seas had already made intimate contact with Wu Yong's cheeks.

With a muffled sound of "bang", Wu Yong's figure drew a standard arc in the air. In an instant, Wu Yong directly smashed the window glass, and there was a "crackling" sound in his ears, and he flew out of the window on the second floor.

"Poof!"

Wu Yong slammed his face towards the black earth and fell heavily to the ground, and a circle of dazzling Venus appeared in front of him, which kept spinning.

Wu Yong shook his drowsy head, but his chaotic thoughts suddenly jumped out of the little child's prophecy for himself.

"I see that there is a black gas on your forehead, and there will be a bloody disaster soon..."

After settling down, Wu Yong propped up his weak body with his arms, regardless of his gray face, and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's okay, there is no bloodshed, it's not a bloody disaster." ”

Just when the prophecy that Wu Yong proudly said to the little kid did not come true, Meng Ling'er stood at the window, looking out with beautiful eyes.

"Phew, it didn't kill you." Looking back at the trembling little fart, Meng Ling'er was angry, and directly picked up the pothos potted plant placed in the window, aimed at the back of Wu Yong's head and threw it down.

"Smash you bastard."

At this time, Wu Yong was just about to get up, and the back of his head was suddenly hit by a heavy object. There was a muffled sound of "poof", and Wu Yong's face was directly sunk into the hard stone pavement.

After a while, Nie Xiaoqian slowly floated down from the window and squatted in front of Wu Yong. When she saw the slimy scarlet blood overflowing from the slate, Nie Xiaoqian couldn't help but sigh: "Alas, it's really a blood-light disaster, and you can't hide if you want to." ”

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"It hurts, it hurts... Hey, I don't seem to feel my head anymore. ”

Wu Yong couldn't stop grinning in pain, and his nostrils were stuffed with white tissues to suppress the nosebleeds that kept coming out. There is a big ice pack on the head, which is used to relieve pain and swelling, making it look like a King Kong gourd baby, which looks extremely funny!

Uncle Da was rubbing Wu Yong's shoulders and back, nagging from time to time: "Second Miss, next time you will be lighter, thanks to Wu Yong's strong body, otherwise you will be seriously injured by you." ”

The little witch crossed Erlang's legs, slumped on the sofa with her delicate body, and muttered angrily: "Can I be blamed for this?" Who knew he and Toru were playing a game. ”

Speaking of this, the little witch fox suspiciously leaned over to the little kid and asked in a low voice, "Xiao Che, are you sure that Wu Yong's bastard is playing a game with you, not beating you." ”

The little kid blinked his big clear eyes, nodded innocently, and said loudly, "Well, Dad is playing a game of ghost eating people with me." He played the big ghost, I played the child, and he didn't beat me at all. ”

The little witch was still skeptical, and asked in surprise, "Didn't hit you?" Then what are you shouting for help? ”

The little kid was stunned by the question, eased his nerves, and said with a hippie smile: "Because... It's exciting. ”

Hearing this, the little witch was instantly petrified and completely speechless...

Wu Yong didn't know why the little kid was protecting him, and when Wu Yong was helped back to the living room by Uncle Da, the kid explained to the Meng sisters that Wu Yong was playing a game with him.

Wu Yong didn't appreciate the little boy's gesture of goodwill. He turned his head coldly and didn't look at the little kid, but he pulled his neck because of this, and couldn't help shouting: "It hurts, it hurts... Alas, it was really eight lifetimes of blood mold, and there was no good place in the whole body. ”

The little witch felt that Wu Yong's words were aimed at herself, and she said arrogantly: "Don't shout, I didn't know that you and Xiao Che were playing games." Besides, even if Xiao Che is not sensible, are you still not sensible. How old are you, can't you play some normal games? ”

Meng Yu'er smiled softly: "Okay, you two don't quarrel." Since it was a misunderstanding and there was no bigger incident, don't mention it. ”

Sandwiched between Meng Linger and Wu Yong, who are-for-tat and refuse to bow their heads and submit to softness, Meng Yuer is very difficult to do.

On the one hand, he is his biological sister who is connected by flesh and blood, and on the other hand, he is his fiancé who is deeply affectionate. Meng Yuer can't take sides of any side, she can only act as a peacemaker, constantly adjusting the contradictions between Wu Yong and her sister.

Seeing that Wu Yong and Meng Ling'er were temporarily beating the golden drums, they no longer fought verbally. Meng Yu'er hurriedly changed the topic and instructed Uncle Da: "Uncle Da, I have classes with me and Ling'er tomorrow, and I don't have time to accompany Xiao Che to buy clothes." Please take Xiao Che to the mall to buy some clothes that fit, all the account expenses will be counted on me and deducted from my pocket money every month. ”

Uncle Da nodded submissively, and still gave Wu Yong a massage to stretch his muscles and bones.

Maybe the atmosphere was a little subtle and embarrassing, in order to alleviate the dull and depressing atmosphere, the little kid stuck out his tongue at Wu Yong, grimaced, and laughed: "Dad, you see that my prediction is very accurate, is the bloody disaster fulfilled." ”

Damn, this little imp definitely did it on purpose.

Wu Yong stiffened his neck, forcibly held back the anger in his heart, and said coldly: "Fulfill a fart, this is just a coincidence." ”

Coincidental?

When it came to the prediction, Meng Ling'er's eyes couldn't help but glance at Wu Yong, recalling the scene where Wu Yong's mouth and nose were bleeding, and the little witch couldn't help but be stunned.

It can't be so coincidental!

Xiao Che had just predicted that Wu Yong would have a bloody disaster, and Wu Yong was beaten into this virtue by himself.

Is it possible... It's really like what Xiao Che said, and the things he predicted were very accurate.

Thinking of this, Meng Ling'er was mixed in her heart, and she was a little excited and looking forward to it.

According to Xiao Che's prediction, Meng Linger will be able to meet someone she likes in the next few days. Although Meng Linger is usually crazy and arrogant, she has never been in love until now.

In the final analysis, it's not that there are few people chasing her, but that there are no men who can enter her eyes at all.

If she can really meet Ruyi Langjun, then for Meng Ling'er, wouldn't it be to break the embarrassing situation of a single dog and start a vigorous love.

"Oops... Shame on you. Meng Ling'er covered her crimson cheeks with a pillow stupidly, and her delicate body trembled with excitement.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the living room looked at each other, and immediately laughed embarrassedly a few times unconsciously.