The little crybaby in the group, the young master is a softie

Xu Junyue frowned upon hearing this, pondered for a moment, then turned to look at Wang Kaihua:

"Master, what should I do?"

Wang Kaihua also frowned, thinking about a solution.

Su Qingwei stood up straight and sneered: "What else can we do? This is a troublemaker, kill him!"

He stared at Song An with cold and gloomy eyes, full of murderous intent.

"no!"

Su Wenyan immediately stood in front of Su Qingwei:

"Brother, Song An is mentally retarded and doesn't understand. She must have done it unintentionally."

"Intellectual disability? Ha!"

Su Qingwei sneered and cast a mocking look at Song An.

"It's not like I haven't seen what little fools are like. Back then, when Xiao Yang was hit hard and became stupid, he also acted like a spoiled brat, but he wasn't so spoiled and ignorant.

She is not stupid, she is very smart, she thinks, if I can't get something, I would rather destroy it so that others can't have it!"

"Since you are stupid enough to seek death, I don't mind fulfilling your wish."

Su Qingwei's eyes suddenly became sharp, his body swayed slightly, and he attacked Song An.

Song An's pupils shrank, and he instinctively reached out to hold his head and screamed:

"Husband! Don't kill me! Don't!"

Su Qingwei's palm paused in mid-air, and a bloodthirsty arc appeared at the corner of his mouth:

"Okay! I won't kill you."

Song An breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, but the next second, Su Qingwei suddenly grabbed her neck.

"Hmm! ...Husband..."

Song An's pupils suddenly dilated, and he felt a suffocating pain in his throat. The fear of his feet leaving the ground spread to every part of his body.

"From now on, I don't want to see you again, otherwise, I will break your neck without hesitation!"

……

The gloomy night enveloped the earth, and the moon hid silently behind the dark clouds.

Bright moon over the sea.

Su Xiang lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling thoughtfully, his white hands stroking the shoulders of the person beside him.

"Brother Mingxi, are you asleep?"

Ming Xi rested her head on his arm, and when she heard that, she closed her eyes and replied indifferently.

"Yeah, fell asleep."

Su Xiang tilted his head and stared at him, his sleeping face reflected in his dark eyes.

"Brother Mingxi, you... have really changed a lot."

He sighed softly, turned over and hugged Mingxi in his arms.

Mingxi didn't move, only opened his eyes a crack, "What do you want to say?"

Su Xiang's eyes suddenly became sad, "Nothing... I just feel like you don't like me anymore..."

Mingxi still maintained the same posture, remained silent for a moment, and finally reached out and put her arms around his waist.

"You think too much."

"I didn't think too much about it. The way you look at me now is calm and indifferent, and your eyes are colder than before. You were not like this before.

Why is this happening? Are you still thinking about Uncle Xiaoyan? Do you still want to be with him?

Mingxi lowered her eyelashes to cover her eyes, "I'm tired and want to rest."

After saying that, he pushed Su Xiang away, turned his back to him, and ignored him.

Su Xiang was anxious, and he put his arms around his waist from behind, holding him tightly in his arms:

"I don't care, you can only be mine, and you can never be with anyone else! Otherwise I will kill him!"

Mingxi pursed his lips into a thin line, and after a long time he slowly turned around to face Su Xiang.

"Okay, I promise you, I won't love anyone else except you, okay?"

There was a strong sense of fatigue in Ming Xi's tone, which made Su Xiang hear a bit of sadness.

“This is not what you really mean.”

"Then what do you want me to be like? Smiling and happy, as if I had found a treasure?"

Mingxi retorted to him.

"Yes! You have me who loves you enough, why do you still care about others?"

Su Xiang stretched out his hands and clamped his cheeks and questioned him. Ming Xi's eyes showed struggle and embarrassment, but finally returned to silence.

After a long time:

"I seriously suspect that there is something wrong with your brain. Not only is it sick, but it's also very serious!"

"Who are you talking about?!"

"I'm talking to you! You're a lunatic!" Ming Xi retorted without hesitation.

Su Xiang glared at him angrily, his eyes full of grievance:

"Brother Mingxi, you actually scolded me... I hate you so much..."

After he said that, he pushed him away fiercely, threw back the quilt, jumped off the bed and ran out of the bedroom, leaving Mingxi alone, lying in a daze on the bed.

Mingxi stared at the ceiling blankly, his eyes gradually dimming and finally turning into a bitter self-mockery.

After Su Xiang came out of the house, he rushed to the yard barefoot, crying all the way, and happened to meet Yinzhi who had not yet gone to bed.

"Oh, dear child, why are you crying like this?"

Hearing this, Su Xiang wiped her tears and threw herself into his arms, sobbing: "Yinzhi... Mingxi scolded me..."

Yinzhi's eyes widened in surprise, "Mingxi scolded you? What did he scold you for?"

Su Xiang sniffed his nose and choked up, "You called me crazy."

"Oh! So that's it. It doesn't matter." Yinzhi touched Su Xiang's head to comfort him.

"Why?" Su Xiang was puzzled.

Yinzhi patiently explained: "Because you have a brain disease!"

Hearing this, Su Xiang cried even harder: "Wow! I'm not sick! I'm not sick!..."

-

"Su Xiang! Su Xiang! Wake up quickly..."

The scene changed and Ming Xi was sitting on the bed, calling him softly.

Su Xiang opened his eyes in confusion and found himself lying on the bed, while Ming Xi was wiping the sweat from his forehead with a towel.

"Having a nightmare?"

"Hmm...? Hmm!" Su Xiang nodded, "I dreamed that Brother Mingxi scolded me for being mentally ill."

"Forehead……"

Mingxi's mouth twitched when he heard this, and he thought to himself, Brother, even if you gave me a hundred guts I wouldn't dare to scold you!

"Dreams are just nonsense. You will forget them when you wake up. Go back to sleep."

"Brother Mingxi...I'm afraid..."

Su Xiang grabbed the quilt and looked at him timidly, his eyes red, as if he had suffered a great injustice.

Happy life:(^_^.)

Smiling on the surface, but MMP in the heart!

What the f*ck are you afraid of? You're not f*cking afraid at all!

You pervert, you are just pretending to be pitiful to gain sympathy!

I'm such a dramatic person every day, so I'll be thankful if you don't cause me any more trouble!

Mingxi took a deep breath, forced a smile and gently comforted him, "It's okay."

"But you were so fierce in my dream..."

Su Xiang frowned, pulled his hand, and acted coquettishly in a soft and tearful voice.

"Brother Mingxi...I don't want you to leave me..."

"Okay." Ming Xi resisted the urge to beat him to death and nodded stiffly.

Su Xiang blinked her big, Caroline eyes and looked at him. Her eyeballs rolled around and finally she smiled brightly.

"Yeah! I knew it! Brother Mingxi is the best to me!"

"..."Mingxi was extremely helpless. Why was he so unlucky to have to deal with such a person?

……

Su Xiang is a born two-faced guy. He is a weirdo at night and a head-chopper during the day!

"Shh-!"

Inside the Corpse Refining Sect, Su Xiang raised his sword and slashed, and the man in front of him instantly had his head and body separated, and the head rolled far away.

Finally, it stopped about five meters away from the door, staring at Su Xiang in the room with a pair of blood-red eyes. There were bright blood stains at the corners of its mouth, and it died with its eyes open.

“Do you know why good people don’t get good rewards? Because there is a cause for every effect. The misery of this life is due to the sins of the previous life.

God has punished him, but you want to change his fate. God is giving you bad luck as a reminder.

Since you think his actions were correct, then you should bear the consequences. "

Su Xiang squatted in front of the head, said lightly, raised the sharp knife in his hand and stabbed at his eyeball...