After breakfast, the two walked towards the classroom.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I entered the classroom, there was a figure earlier than the two.

When I looked at it again, I was shocked.

Yun Sangyu almost thought he was wrong:

"Yuki?"

How could this kid be in the classroom?

It stands to reason that isn't it supposed to be at home?

The funeral didn't end so quickly, did it?

Yuki's whole person was decadent, like staying up at the gambling table for three days and three nights, his hair was messy, his clothes and pants were wrinkled, but fortunately there was no smell on his body.

You Qi looked at Yun Sangyu and was stunned for two seconds, and then suddenly came back to his senses.

Suddenly stepped forward and grabbed the man's arm:

"Yun Sangyu, do me a favor!"

Aha?

Just help, don't arrest anyone?

That's a lot of energy.

If you look closely, Yuqi's eyes are scarlet and bloodshot.

It doesn't seem like it's good to say anything more.

"Ahem, what's the deal?" Ask.

Yuqi was about to speak, but when he saw Duffy next to him, he swallowed back the words that came to his mouth.

Subsequently, he directly pulled the person out:

"Come out and say."

Belch.

Yun Sangyu gestured to Du Fei, who nodded and returned to his seat.

And Yun Sangyu himself followed You Qi out of the classroom.

The two of them walked all the way to the end of the hallway, and there was no third person around.

"Tell me, what do you want me to do for you?"

Yuki closed his eyes deeply:

"I want to meet my grandmother, I know, you can do it!"

This....

"Who told you?"

Hum!

Who else needs to tell?

Yuki has experienced those things himself, okay?

Besides, if Young Master You wants to know the news, can he still find out?

"How can you help?"

Ahem.

"You don't say it."

No matter how Yuqi is, he is a minor teenager at best.

No matter what you do, you don't have the right to decide!

Sure enough, Yuqi was very excited when he heard it:

"Why did I say it doesn't count? Who's going to say that?" Questioned.

Yun Sangyu is not in a hurry:

"Sister Qinglan must agree, or your uncle must agree."

Belch.

Yuki came to find someone alone, obviously, without the consent of the family!

"Why?"

Yun Sangyu shrugged:

"Are you eighteen?" Rhetorical question.

"Nope."

It's about four months away.

It's more than two months younger than Yun Sangyu.

"That's it."

Yuki was so anxious that he pounded the wall:

"Can't you help me alone? As long as you help me, what do you want? I've got you covered!"

That's not bragging.

Of course, Yun Sangyu knows this, but he can't do things that go against the principles!

"No!"

Psychic is a matter that requires the consent of the family.

There are a lot of uncertainties in itself, and if something happens, who is responsible?

Yun Sangyu didn't want to cause this trouble.

Seeing this, Yuki grabbed his hair:

"Why are you just a tendon? Can't you turn your brain?"

"Big brother, a matter of principle!"

This...

"Yun Sangyu! You're very good, very good!"

After gritting his teeth, he left angrily.

Leaving Yun Sangyu standing alone in the wind on the spot.

What kind of nerves does this kid have?

However, I was still a little worried.

I took out my phone from my trouser pocket and struggled for a while before finally making a call.

It was connected very quickly:

"What's the matter?"

As soon as I heard this tone, I knew that a certain master was very unhappy.

didn't dare to procrastinate, and recounted what had just happened 1510:

"Mr. Li, what do you see?"

On the other side of the phone, Li Zhihe rubbed his eyebrows:

"Don't promise him yet, I'll talk to him."