Crazy criticizing beauty she took the script of the villain

Chapter 42 Ancestors also have a rebellious period (9)

"Holy shit, host, you are so cool!"

"Oh? No, how did you know how to draw symbols?"

After the excitement of the system, the program is extremely clear.

Sang Yan's eyes flickered slightly, "The original owner knows how to draw."

The system touched its nose, didn't it?

But why doesn't it remember that the original owner can draw...

"Okay, when I go down the mountain, please help me to pay attention to whether there is a red herb around me." Sang Yan began to play sloppy with the system, and changed the subject on his own initiative.

Sure enough, the system nodded dumbly: "Okay."

Red herbs?
what is that.

Sang Teng tapped her toes and jumped straight down the mountain.

……

When Sang Yan got home, he found that Nan Ran was already at home.

She glanced at the time and frowned slightly. Shouldn't he be in class at this time?
Nan Ran was obviously startled when he saw Sang Yan, and then he put away his mobile phone in a flurry of hands and feet, and went upstairs without saying hello.

Sang Yan watched him leave, and directly reached out to grab his collar.

Nan Ran's reaction to being held by others on the back of his neck became even more intense.

Sang Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, and then tapped his acupuncture points directly, and Nan Ran froze in place motionless.

His eyes were wandering, and his eyes were obviously a little flustered.

"You you you, let me go!"

Sang Yan let go of his hand upon hearing this.

Seeing that she still couldn't move, Nan Ran was a little nervous: "What did you do to me? Why can't I move?!"

Sang Yan walked around in front of him, staring at his bruised nose and swollen face for a moment.

Without answering his words, Sang Yan reached out and poked Nanran's wound: "Did you fight?"

"It hurts, it hurts, what are you doing?" Nan Ran's wound hurts a little, which makes his expression distorted now.

Sang Yan narrowed his eyes dangerously, "Answer me."

As an elder, Sang Yan felt that it was normal for him to teach the younger generation a lesson.

Seeing Sang Yan's expression, Nan Ran shrank her neck subconsciously.

Nan Ran curled her lips, her voice was a little muffled: "Yes."

"They were the ones who troubled me first, I was just defending myself!" Nan Ran wanted to raise his chin as he spoke, but found that he couldn't move at all.

Immediately, he frowned in displeasure.

Sang Yan didn't speak, and signaled Nan Ran to continue, but Nan Ran paused, and then said loudly: "I won't apologize, it's not my fault, at worst I'll drop out of school..."

Before Nan Ran could finish speaking, she was slapped and fell silent.

Nan Ran: "..."

oh oh oh.

Isn't he shameless?
"Why did you drop out? Did you win?" Sang Yan glanced at him, then untied the acupoints, and went directly to the chair.

Nan Ran, whose acupuncture points were unlocked, didn't move, and stood obediently in front of Sang, with his hands behind his back, looking like an obedient student.

If he didn't know what kind of temper Nan Ran had, Sang Yan would have believed it.

"We won." Nan Ran's eyes lit up when he said that, but he didn't think that Sang Yan would let him go because of this.

I'm afraid I have to teach him a good meal.

After all, Sang Yan has lived for so many years, and his thoughts must be feudal and pedantic, so he might have to apologize.

Nan Ran pouted, so he didn't want to go.

"Win? That's okay. If you lose the fight and get beaten, I'll feel ashamed of you." Nan Ran was taken aback by the casual words.

Nan Ran looked at Sang Yan in disbelief, as if she couldn't believe what she heard.

Sang Yan glanced at him, "What are you looking at?"

Nan Ran: "..."

Hehe, it was that fierce ancestor.

(End of this chapter)