"What is the matter between me and that woman? It's just an enemy, Brother Han, how do you think she should react? Kong Zhishu raised his eyebrows and asked.

Han Sheng touched the tip of his nose and muttered softly, "Brother and sister, I'm so disappointed!" Why did I say so many things in front of her, and she reacted so calmly? ”

"Hehe~" Kong Zhishu smiled faintly, it was too late, he got up and waved his hand to disperse.

Han Sheng got up, didn't accept the tea set, walked quickly to the front of Kong Zhishu, galloped all the way, and estimated that he would rush back to see if Guiyi would sleep with the scholar of the magic pen without a long heart!

There is no distinction between men and women in the eyes of Guiyi who came out of Guigu, and there is no marriage between men and women.

It's just that Han Sheng has already arrived in the courtyard, and suddenly he walked out quickly, and then smirked at Kong Zhishu.

"What's wrong?" Kong Zhishu was puzzled.

"Guiyi is not here, I seem to hear the sound of unification in your yard." Han Shengdao.

Kong Zhishu frowned, and suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, and hurriedly said to Han Sheng, "Go back to your yard and wait, if she is really there, I will definitely tie her back to you and throw her on your bed!" ”

"No, no, I'll go by myself!" Han Sheng said and ran away.

Kong Zhishu really wanted to fly over with a knife and cut Han Sheng in half, seeing how fast he was running!

These two people, Han Sheng and Guiyi, none of them have eyes!

In the house, Guiyi and the scholar of the magic pen were indeed at Su Wanniang's, and the two of them were there after dinner.

With the addition of Su paintings, the laughter of four people in a room is so lively.

"Late mother! Show me my portrait, if it's beautiful! "Familiar, Gui Yi also followed and called Su Wanniang's name, and she didn't even call her sister-in-law, in her words, it was too rusty to shout, too far away, obviously she was not younger than Su Wanniang, why did she call Su Wanniang her sister-in-law?

"Mei is stunned, Mei is stunned!" Su Wanniang smiled and lifted the portrait in her hand, the portrait was a super Q version of Guiyi, dressed in pink clothes, posing with a posture of scratching her head and posing, raising her eyebrows, not only beautiful, but also very cute.

Su Wanniang was originally in the house to carry out her female corpse drawing, but the magic pen scholar and Guiyi suddenly came to her, and saw her painting, and after touting her, Guiyi asked Su Wanniang to paint a portrait of her.

And then there was this narcissistic conversation.

When Kong Zhishu walked in, looking at such a lively room, his eyebrows were twisted, but what was speechless was that none of the people in the room found that he was in a very unhappy mood now, and the owner of his house was very unwelcoming to outsiders.

"Normalize." In order to find a sense of existence, Kong Zhishu took Guiyi out of the crowd, then walked back to Su Wanniang's side, stretched out his hand, hugged Su Wanniang, and asked softly, "The body is not good yet, why are you messing around with so many people in the house?" It's late at night, and it's time to rest. ”

Kong Zhishu's words are deliberately reminding the people in the room to roll consciously, don't hinder him from resting.

It's just that no one has received Kong Zhishu's grievances, and no one has this kind of self-consciousness.

Su Wanniang's smile did not decrease by a point, "My husband is back!" Take a look at the portrait I drew for Guiyi, and of course, there's another one for you! ”

Su Wanniang saw that Kong Zhishu was back, and she still had a stinky face, so she turned the painting in front of Kong Zhishu and smiled, "How?" It's the result of one day and one night. ”

"And for me?" Kong Zhishu was only interested in this, he glanced at the portrait of Guiyi without saying anything, raised his hand and threw the portrait to Han Sheng, and then took the back one.

Looking at it, Kong Zhishu was startled.

"Lady, what are you painting here? Why is it so horrible? Kong Zhishu's hand holding the painting trembled slightly, "How does this look like a skeleton?" But not all? What the hell! ”