My Sister is Fuji

Su Mu went on to say: "Sit down and have a good chat. Sit with each other and eat, chat casually. Don't mention any mistakes in study, just eat and chat, okay?"

Zhixi's mother hesitated and said, "Okay, then I'll try."

"That's it." Su Mu hung up the phone, squeezed the space between his brows, and blinked non-stop while looking at the blue sky.

Walking home, passing the park.

A little boy got his balloon stuck on a branch, bouncing around, and couldn't get it off.

Su Mu directly helped him win it.

The little boy took the balloon and said happily, "Thanks... Hey, where's the person?"

Su Mu had disappeared.

The little boy's mother came over and asked, "Who are you talking to?"

"A brother helped me get a balloon just now, but he suddenly disappeared."

The mother smiled and patted the little boy on the head.

Su Mu was in the distance, with his back to the mother and son.Without looking at them, they walked in opposite directions from each other.

Mother and son walked towards the sunny place, the sky was bright and sunny; Su Mu turned his back to them, as if walking, suddenly stopped to pick up a dry branch on the ground, looked at it for a while and threw it away.

……

"Ding-dong-"

Yang Xi heard the doorbell and opened the door, and saw Zhixi with blood on the corner of her mouth and dirt all over her body.

Seeing Zhixi's embarrassed look, Yang Xi immediately asked nervously, "Who beat you?"

Zhixi said directly with cold eyes: "Give me the skin."

Yang Xi became anxious, knowing that Zhixi wanted revenge on the person who injured her, so she quickly comforted her: "Don't be impulsive, explain the matter clearly first, and I can help you."

"Give me the skin, I'll do it myself!" Zhixi gritted her teeth and said.

Seeing Zhixi's resentful appearance, Yang Xi fell into a tangle.

If you give her the skin, it might cause some trouble.

If he didn't give it, Zhixi would be angry and might blame her.

Before Yang Xi could speak, Zhi Xi went straight to the basement of the study next door.

Yang Xi hurriedly followed and said, "Okay, I'll give it to you. But you have to explain clearly what's going on."

Zhixi stopped in her tracks: "I was beaten by a hooligan."

Yang Xi smiled and said, "I'll help you with this kind of thing..."

Zhixi interrupted directly: "I can do it myself!"

Seeing that the oil and salt did not enter, Yang Xi knew Xi with a cold face, and gradually became angry: "I am doing it for your own good!"

"Then quickly give me the skin!" Zhixi said.

The conflicting eyes of the two met each other.

……

The little hooligan who hit Zhixi came out of his friend's house with a card in his hand, cursing: "What the hell, no one plays cards with me." While cursing, he walked into a deserted alley.

In the middle not far away, there is a gray suitcase.

The little hooligan walked over curiously, looking around, thinking: "It's a good suitcase, who put it here. What's in it?" When he got closer, he saw a corner of the red banknote stuck on the zipper.

"No way!" The little hooligan exclaimed excitedly, looking around nervously, and hastily unzipped the zipper, but he didn't find a big puddle of blood slowly oozing from the bottom of the suitcase.

"Grass, it's Mingbi!" The little hooligan cursed bad luck, and suddenly found a person in the suitcase.

"Yes...it's my cousin!" The little hooligan was terrified, and there was this talkative Sanba in the box.She was short in stature, her bones were broken and stuffed into a box, and her face was covered in blood.

"Report, call the police!" The little hooligan slipped in fright and landed on his buttocks.

"Deng deng deng-"

The little rascal's expression became stiff, and he heard footsteps behind him.Looking back nervously, he saw a beautiful woman with bubbling eyes, her eyes were straight.

The little rascal shouted in his heart: "What a coquettish woman!" With dry mouth and tongue, he forgot about his cousin, "Especially that mole at the corner of the eye, grass, how can there be such a coquettish and coquettish woman?" Woman." Feeling hot in the lower body, I really want to fuck her, and said blankly: "You..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Zhixi holding the documents in his hand and throwing them down one by one.

The little hooligan was stunned, and the name on the certificate was impressively written as Wang Jundong.He touched his pocket tremblingly, and the wallet disappeared.

The little hooligan was terrified, and the scene looked familiar.Looking at Zhixi, he thought of a girl he had beaten up at noon, and their eyes were exactly the same.

No no no!

The little hooligan yelled in his heart, how is this possible.But the little rascal fell silent again when he saw his cousin in the suitcase behind him.

At the same time, at myself and at the cousin - the only girl that the two of them provoked at the same time was the girl who hit at noon.

But that girl's appearance is really ordinary, and she can't compete with the eight poles in front of her.

Is it a coincidence?