Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Year of the Seven
"I'm just a little girl adopted by my brother from the street, I only belong to him personally, and I have nothing to do with you and the so-called entire Ye family!"
At this moment, this sentence seemed to float in the minds of all book friends at the same time. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
At this moment, Su Yan'er's soft voice seemed to resound in everyone's ears.
This B...... Good loading!
Chinese book friends did not expect that the situation would develop so quickly.
If you say a slap in the face, you will be slapped in the face.
said that if you pretend to be forced, you will immediately go to heaven.
When he said that he was feeding the dog food, he immediately stuffed a large bag.
It's very phoenix-eyed!
It turns out that there is no force value, and it can be pretended to fly.
It turns out that you don't need to go through the golden finger to cultivate by leaps and bounds, and you can also make B so fresh and refined.
"Ahh
At this moment, the Kumi miracle suddenly roared in the group.
"So you're a sister!" Flowey said curiously.
"The saddest thing in the world is brother and sister, one will marry her sooner or later, and the other will marry someone else sooner or later!"
"Lovers eventually become brothers, and the ancients will not deceive me!"
"Hey, Sang-chan, that's not right, shouldn't it be that there are lovers who will eventually become brothers and sisters?" said sporadically with a clumsy IQ.
Sang Niang smiled lightly and said lightly: "You are still young, you don't understand!"
Replies sporadically.
In a clean and tidy cabin, a teenager is doing his homework at his desk while looking at his phone from time to time.
This young man is a little thin, his figure is very thin, and he looks a little weak, but he is very handsome, his skin is extremely fair, and his temperament is like that of a weak scholar.
The young man looked at his mobile phone at this time, and a good-looking smile appeared on his handsome and fair face, and he said to himself: "I'm fifteen years old, I'm in the first year of high school, and I still say that people are small, but although I don't understand what Sister Sang Niang is talking about, I feel that she looks so powerful." ”
This very temperamental weak teenager is a sporadic -- a sporadic IQ.
His voice is very good, and it matches his temperament very well, and he is also a little soft and weak, which is easy to make people feel good.
While he spoke, he also showed an expression of adoration on his face, as if he was very interested in what Sang Niang said.
I have seen the female driver Sang Niang, who has exploded photos in the group sporadically and is skilled, and she keenly felt this, and suddenly, an evil thought rose in her mind.
"The sporadic IQ is so clumsy, and it's so cute, at first glance, it's a weak temperament boy who is light and soft and easy to push down, and he has the potential to be a wife, and there are so many people in the group, why should I count on unreliable authors, instead of taking the initiative to cultivate a pair of bases?"
"Sporadic should be easier to bend, Xiaoshou has it, so, who to attack?"
In the dormitory, a girl with long hair fluttering crossed her slender and white fingers, sat in front of the computer, and said to herself: "Purple and blue, miracles, divine beasts, and stardust?...... It's a bit hard to bend them! Hey, there's !!."
Sang Niang stood up suddenly and said excitedly: "The author-kun should be a good choice!"
That's right, as a great author, update efforts, novel plots, good writing, especially handsome, temperamental, isn't this just the best choice for attack?
As if a new continent had been discovered, Sang Niang let out an excited laugh.
"Don't worry, you have to take your time in this matter! It's not so easy to bend a person. ”
At this time, in the group, the book friends who had finished reading the latest chapters began to water again.
"Stinky and shameless phoenix eyes, it's too evil!"
"Return your personal belongings that belong to me, how you want to use them, it's too dirty!"
"For the author's extremely incorrect thinking of three views, I feel that as book friends and parents, we have the responsibility to teach Fengyan well!"
"For example?"
"Like: How about chopping birds?"
"No, no, no, this task has become a miracle demon, let's let him break his own demon!"
"Have you seen it, the protagonist is now going out to buy a few kinds of medicinal materials, plus the Dan furnace, we must act quickly! Otherwise, after he buys something, he can successfully refine the pill! Feng Yan has been pitting us so many times in a row, can we bear it? Can we make him so happy?"
"Then what kind of tasks can be released to trap the author and the protagonist?"
"The protagonist must pay ten times the market price to buy anything! And he can't let others buy it on his behalf, and he can't accept gifts, even if the other party sends the money back afterwards, he can't ask for it, in short, he must be hemorrhaged, and he wants to chop his hands when he mentions buying words!"
"Ten times, that's too little! at least twenty times the market price!"
"Twenty times is too low, tell me, fifty times. ”
At this time, only Ai Zilan said contemptuously: "If your heart is not ruthless and you can't stand firmly, what do you want fifty times, if you want to come, you will come big, a hundred times!"
"That's fine!"
The book friends decided so happily.
They want to see if the author will be confused this time, and how he can let the protagonist take advantage of the loopholes this time.
At this time, Ye Qing had already walked with Su Yan'er on the streets of the Great Wilderness City.
In the sky, snowflakes slowly floated, but in a matter of moments, they turned into goose feather snow, and quickly dyed the whole earth white.
Su Yan'er walked side by side with him, leaving a long trail of footprints behind the two.
There is no wind, and the white snowflakes are slowly falling, and at this moment, the whole world seems to be so peaceful and peaceful.
There were only two left.
Su Yan'er's little face was a little ruddy, and there were snowflakes falling on her long eyelashes and black green silk, making her beautiful and pure like a fairy who did not eat fireworks in the world.
She walked happily down the street, as if enjoying the quiet world of the two of them.
Ye Qing was behind her, with a faint smile on his face, and he didn't speak, just looked at him like this.
And when she passed an intersection, Su Yan'er was suddenly stunned, and she stopped there, staring at the empty street in a daze.
The goose feathers and snow are flying, as if they have lost time, intertwining pictures from ten years ago in Su Yan'er's eyes.
On the street where the snow was falling, a little girl dressed in tatters, no more than six or seven years old, with a dirty face and tears in her eyes, stood alone on the street, looking timidly at the passers-by.
Whenever someone looked at her, the little girl grabbed the corner of her clothes, lowered her head in fear, pursed her mouth, and stared at her shoes with her toes exposed, not daring to look at anyone.
The snow was falling, and the little girl was about to become a little snowman, shivering from the cold, her face was pale and bloodless, but she was standing alone on the street all the time.
Countless pedestrians came and went, but no one stopped, just rushed by.
At some point, the little girl with her head down suddenly noticed that a pair of small shoes appeared in front of her.
She looked up in some fear, it was a little boy who looked about her age, and he still had a sugar gourd in his hand.
At this time, the little boy was looking at her with a curious expression.
"How are you alone?"
"Where's your father?"
"Is it the same as me, they don't want you anymore?"
......
"Why don't you speak?"
"Oh, I'll give you sugar gourds to eat!"
"It's sweet, why don't you eat it!"
"It's a little mute. ”
......
"Aren't you going home?"
"Oh, don't you have a home?"
......
"I'll be your brother from now on!"
"Do you have a name?"
"My name is Ye Qing, then you will be called ...... Xiaoqing!"
"People are not little mutes, my name is Su Yan'er!"
When I was seven years old, I met you, and I knew that I would be with you forever in this life!