Chapter 11: The Door Is Not Strong
"Senior brother, this door is not strong."
The raised legs were slowly lowered, and Si Mianmian's face was not red and he was out of breath.
"Should I thank you for confirming its inadequacy?"
Si Zheyu's bewilderment, like a hellish voice, made people feel creepy.
"No, thank you for your kindness."
Without waiting for the man to get angry, Si Mianmian hurriedly said, "This thing won't open the door." There was a hint of accusation in his words.
glanced at the fingerprint door lock in her hand, the man's demonic face, and a "click" sounded like a crack.
Molars and chisel teeth, and every word that pops out of his mouth is covered in thick frost.
"Get in here!"
The voice was so cruel that Si Mianmian, who had few roots and tendons, couldn't help but tremble, and the demon was angry!
Neither advancing nor retreating in place, just as she decided to let go and run away, someone sitting on the leather sofa in the living room began to count down.
"Ten seconds for you."
"Ten." Si Mianmian was entangled.
"Nine." Si Mianmian took a step out.
"Two." Si Mianmian was stunned!!!
"One ......." Without waiting for the man's words to finish, Si Mianmian rushed to him a meter away.
Compared with the calm and lazy man, Si Mianmian's little face is so gloomy that it can almost drip water!
What about the 10 seconds you said yes?!
Seeing that Si Zheyu did not have a trace of flaws, like a poppy, and his soul-stirring face, he couldn't help but secretly slander himself: You demon!
"Get on your knees."
The dull hair on the top of his head fluttered, and Si Mianmian stood straight and did not move.
Si Zheyu was not annoyed, his eyebrows and eyes drooped slightly, and he slowly and methodically spit out the words
"Don't kneel? It's okay, but you won't be allowed to eat tomorrow. ”
"Bang!"
Someone, who was still sworn to die a moment ago, slammed his knees to the ground with lightning speed, and the loud noise made anyone who listened to it feel pain!
However, Si Zheyu didn't think it was a big deal to see the excitement, and leaned down with a dangerous smile on his face.
"The waist is straight, the head is raised, look at me, yes, the expression is not perfect, come and raise the corners of the mouth~"
Looking at the handsome face in front of him, which was magnified several times, Si Mianmian couldn't wait to pounce on him and catch him, his little face was tense, he pursed his lips, and muttered in a low voice
"The reincarnation of the vixen."
"Dead girl, do you choose to repeat it or shut up completely, huh?"
Looking at her condescendingly, the danger of someone's laughter, after weighing, Si Mianmian immediately consciously made a zipper movement on the side of his mouth and completely shut up.
In ancient times, those who have achieved great things must be great husbands who can bend and stretch, and life is divided into two realms: good and bad. In adversity, when difficulties and pressure force the body and mind, we should know the word "yield", be wronged for a while, save our strength, and wait for the turnaround. In good times, luck and environment are beneficial to themselves, at this time you should know a "stretch" word, ride the wind, soar, in order to take advantage of the trend to the next level!
That's right, it's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, and she will never admit that she is cowardly!
Looking at the girl who was not smiling on her face, but her brain was obviously running at high speed, Si Zheyu really wanted to break her brain with her own hands to see what was inside.
The two were at a stalemate, and a quarter of an hour passed.
Suddenly, thinking of something, Si Zheyu looked at the girl who didn't move at all, and her magnetic and charming voice sounded slowly.
"Where is Old Man Wei?"
The air was silent.
"Are you deaf?"
It's still a dead silence.
Just when Si Zheyu couldn't help but strangle her, Si Mianmian pointed arrogantly at his tight mouth.
The implication is obvious: I shut up after listening to you, and now you want me to speak up? No way!