Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Good Days Are Over
He forgot.
In that situation last night, his first reaction was to call his father.
If Xiao Nanshan knew, he was afraid that he would not be beaten to death.
The two stared at each other in the hospital room.
Qiao Yu got out of bed instantly.
Jiang Yin immediately packed up his things.
Qiao Yu: It's over, it's hard to protect yourself, so you can only let Jiang Yin be beaten.
Jiang Yin: It's over, the prince himself can't be protected, I'm going to be beaten.
The two of them ran back in a hurry.
As soon as I entered the corridor, I found a teenager cowering at the top of the stairs, his head leaning against the wall, drowsy.
Autumn days.
He wore only a white T, revealing two thin arms.
The arm was on the stairs, the thin wrist was tied with a red rope, and a bronze tiger head exorcism bell hung from it.
This was brought by Qiao Yu when he was happy, and the older generation said that bringing tiger head bells can help people eliminate disasters and avoid disasters.
In this area, it is nine years.
As if sensing someone, the young man's head drooped and raised his head in a daze.
He's so pretty.
The beauty of the jade is flawless, which can be described.
This beauty is like the moon on the Nine Heavens Palace, pure, soft and beautiful.
Wait to see who it is.
The boy's eyes lit up.
"The Princeβ"
This voice was delicate and pitiful, and when it cried out, it was mixed with small and fragmented cries.
Qiao Yu found out.
There was a slap mark on his face, and the corridor was dim just now, so he didn't see it at all.
Qiao Yu took a step closer: "Senior brother beat you?" β
How to start and how heavy?
Wen Shu was originally white, and this slap was imprinted on his face, which can be said to be shocking.
It's miserable.
The young man's eyelashes were filled with tears, and he trembled, even more pitiful.
"Prince, I hurt."
Qiao Yu and Jiang Yin's eyes were white.
"Squeamish!"
"Squeamish!"
After speaking.
Qiao Yu took the key and pushed the door open, not wanting to deal with him, and didn't drive him away.
Instead, Jiang Yin took a look at his face, grabbed his wrist, and imprinted it on his face.
The slits of the palms coincided, and Jiang Yin had a really like this expression.
"You're going to be a little bit more careful."
"Brother Yin Ying, what are you talking about?" Wen Shu blinked, looking innocent: "By the way, I told Senior Brother Weichen, you were in the hospital last night, so he didn't have to worry." β
β......β
Jiang Yin was almost angry with him.
"Brother Yin Ying, what's wrong with you? The face is so bad. Wen Shu looked at him worriedly, and his voice was small: "Did I say the wrong thing, I didn't ...... Not intentionally. β
"Get out!"
Jiang Yin scolded, annoyed when he saw him.
It's just that as soon as he entered the house, he was a little cowardly again.
"Big Brother isn't here?" Qiao Yu came out of the room and asked.
"Senior Brother Weichen said, go to the school to hold a parent-teacher meeting."
Not at home!
Qiao Yu and Jiang Yin were slightly stunned.
You can watch TV!
Wen Shu persuaded softly.
"Prince, you can't watch TV, Senior Brother Weichen knows, you won't be happy."
Qiao Yu: "......" The good days are over.
Jiang Yin: "......" This kid is really annoying.
It's not like the two haven't resisted.
If you are angry, you will beat him.
Cry after the beating, and it's sticky after crying!
As soon as Wen Shu entered the house, he hurriedly cleaned up.
If you say, Jiang Yin is Qiao Yu's little companion.
Wen Shu is a bit like the hard-working little maid in the ancient big family.
Cleaning the house, drying the quilt, making tea and serving water, and by the way, all the snacks that Qiao Yu hid under the bed hole were scavenged.
"Prince, eating snacks is not good for your health, I will throw these away, don't eat them in the future."
Qiao Yu: "......"