Why does the shark I picked bite people?

Cheng Jiao was startled, and when he raised his eyes to see his expression, he knew that he was not angry, but asking a real question.It's just that Cheng Jiao himself didn't know how to react to such a problem.His nose started to feel sore, he hurriedly turned his head to the inner side of the bed, not daring to let Shang Bieyun see his expression.

From Shang Bieyun's point of view, he could only see a short section of his neck that was covered under the quilt, which seemed to be angry.

Shang Bieyun reflected for a while, and the question he asked seemed to be somewhat ambiguous.He thought that he had hurt the child so badly today, so he was a little ashamed, so he patiently patted Cheng Jiao on the back: "Why are you angry? You don't understand what I mean?"

Cheng Jiao didn't respond, didn't turn around, and didn't speak.

Shang Bieyun pinched a piece of flesh on the back of Cheng Jiao's neck with two fingers and shook it lightly: "I didn't push you into the water to kill you, if I wanted to kill you, I would take such great effort to bring you What are you doing when you come back? You are too petty."

Cheng Jiao flinched when Shang Bieyun's hand touched his neck, and then remained silent.I could only see the quilt shaking slightly.

Shang Bieyun waited for a while, and when he saw that he still didn't move, he became a little impatient: "If it wasn't for... well, it would be a misunderstanding to put it bluntly, but you always don't speak, and I don't know what it is Misunderstanding. I checked your body just now, and you are indeed not of my ethnicity, but you know a lot about us, so you have to tell me clearly, so that I can decide whether I can keep you." He said simply With a flick of the shoe, she knelt on the edge of the bed, put her hands on the inside of the bed, straddled Cheng Jiao, and tilted her head to look at his face: "I said you..."

Half of Cheng Jiao's face was buried in the pillow, and the other half of his face was covered with wrinkled facial features, making a crying expression.Shang Bieyun moved a little closer, but there was not a single tear on his face.There was a small patch of wetness on the pillow, but it was caused by him biting his lip so hard that the blood on his lip flowed down drop by drop.

Shang Bieyun was silent for a while, sighed, and put his fingers between Cheng Jiao's lips: "Tsk, it's so dirty. Cong Yin gave you a new pillow."

Cheng Jiao let go of his mouth in a panic and opened his eyes.Looking at the blood stains on the pillow with a flustered expression, he wiped it with his sleeve in vain, and was in a hurry, glanced at Shangbieyun, and saw him sitting up, raising his hands, staring at the blood on his fingers.

Before Cheng Jiao had time to think about it, he half sat up and held the finger with both hands.

Both of them were taken aback.

Just as she was staring blankly, she heard Cong Yin's voice pushing the door open: "What are you guys doing?"

Cheng Jiao didn't know what expression to make, Shang Bieyun had already raised his fingers high, and showed Cong Yin like offering a treasure: "Here."

Cong Yin gasped: "He bit you?!"

Throwing the tray on the table, hurriedly ran to Cheng Jiao and asked the teacher: "Did you bite him?!"

Cheng Jiao couldn't laugh or cry, he didn't even know where to start to explain.

Shang Bieyun laughed so hard that he clutched his stomach and collapsed on the bed.Cong Yin took a closer look at the wound on Cheng Jiao's mouth, and then saw the small blood stain on the pillow. For some reason, she became even angrier. She pulled her face and said nothing, walked to the table and beat and set the meal .

Shang Bieyun didn't know what to do, so he didn't dare to laugh anymore, and he said cautiously: "Are you kidding me, could it be that you are only angry when you see that I haven't really been bitten?"

Cong Yin slammed the bowl hard, turned around and said with a blank expression, "Master, is this person going to stay or not? If so, we have to share the work of washing and cooking. Or you don't know How hard it is to work, you just know how bad it is."

Shang Bieyun didn't expect her to be angry with this, so he laughed for a while.But coincidentally, the question of whether to keep Cheng Jiao or not was thrown out again like this.Shang Bieyun didn't know how Cheng Jiao would react, but it was time for this answer.He put away the smile in his eyes, but said in a half-joking tone: "It depends on what his answer is. You still have a question that I haven't answered, right, Cheng Jiao."

Hearing his voice, Cheng Jiao felt inexplicably tense.Originally, after the uproar just now, the emotions in his heart have calmed down a lot, and he almost thinks that Shang Bieyun is soft-hearted and close.But at this moment, listening to what he said jokingly, for some reason, he understood very well in his heart that as long as he answered one word that did not meet the man's intentions, what he had to face might not be as simple as being thrown out of the house.

But those absurd reasons, those nightmares that he had every day, even he himself didn't want to believe that it was true, even he himself doubted it countless times, so how could he tell others.He hesitated for a while, and finally he could only say: "I didn't lie to you..."

He also knew how weak these words sounded, and sounded more like an excuse to cover up, so he had to bow his head in shame.

Shang Bieyun sneered: "Of course I know you didn't lie to me. If you, a bastard with no full scales, did you, then wouldn't I have lived in the belly of a turtle for so many years?"

Cheng Jiao raised his head and looked at him, his eyes slowly opened wide.

Shang Bieyun took out a veil from nowhere, and wiped his fingers carefully: "I waited for you in that tavern for seven days following the smell of blood. I thought it was your blood, but now that you've washed it clean, it's too late." I found out that it is not. I have seen the body that we floated, and it is an ordinary person. So whose blood is on your body? And who told you that you can wait for me at the beach when it rains? Who taught you to say that 'I can't find anyone else but you'? Is it the same person? Where is this person now? Dead or alive? What is your relationship with this person?"

Shang Bieyun's tongue was extremely fast, he asked a series of questions without taking a breath, and threw his head and face at Cheng Jiao.

He's just a kid, and he's exhausted physically and mentally these days.If I scare him so much, he must be too flustered to lie.Just like this, ask the source of the blood stain, and try to save it if you are still alive, and sacrifice it if you are dead.As for this child, although it is very pitiful, I really can't tolerate him here, so I take him to Hui Niang's place, and then just find a good place to throw him there.Shang Bieyun thought so, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at Cheng Jiao.

"It's me..." Cheng Jiao still lowered his head, his voice was very vague.

"What?" Shang Bieyun couldn't suppress the impatience in his heart, frowned and put his ear to Cheng Jiao's lips to listen.

"It's my mother." Cheng Jiao said.

Shang Bieyun laughed instead, sat up straight, his voice was still joking, but with a trace of anger obviously: "If this blood is really your mother's, you will almost drown in my mirror pool? Oh, I think you don’t know+- where did you hear these two words, so you think about me pretending to be good, but you don’t know, it’s absolutely impossible to pretend to be my ethnicity, I’ve already checked... ..."

"You always talk about your ethnicity, what is your ethnicity?" Cheng Jiao interrupted Shang Bieyun suddenly, raised his head, his face was very pale.

Shangbie Yunfan was laughed angrily by him: "You can't tell a lie, why don't you just tell me what you say?"

"But... a shark?" Cheng Jiao looked straight into Shang Bieyun's eyes, his lips trembling slightly.

Shang Bieyun sneered for a moment, then suddenly brought his face closer to Cheng Jiao's, changed his tone of horror, and gritted his teeth with a smile word by word: "I thought you didn't dare to say these two words. Exit, do you know that it is impossible to get out of my house alive again?"

Cong Yin changed from being noisy, and stood aside with his hands tied, watching his nose, nose, nose, and heart, as if he hadn't heard the conversation at all.

Cheng Jiao took a look at her, and remembered that when she was underwater, she stretched out her arms from behind and hugged her, showing off her smile.

Although the timing was inappropriate, Cheng Jiao still couldn't help thinking: It's really worthy of being a master and a servant, they like to laugh when they do bad things.

Thinking of this, he also smiled.He looked into Shangbieyun's eyes again, so he didn't miss the flash of astonishment, and for some reason, the smile in his heart became stronger.

He said: "Mr. Shang, as I said, I didn't lie to you. My mother's blood is indeed on my body. It's just that you haven't asked me what my father is, have you?"

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A bowl of fish porridge was placed on the dining table, sprinkled with a few chopped green onions, and served with a plate of shredded ginger and a few side dishes.Cheng Jiao took a chopstick and spread shredded ginger on the bottom of the bowl, filled a spoonful of porridge, and picked up the bowl, it smelled delicious.

"It smells so good. I didn't expect Miss Cong Yin's craftsmanship to be so good." He said to Cong Yin with a smile.

Cong Yin was standing beside Shang Bieyun helping him serve porridge. He blushed when he heard the words, and rarely showed a look of helplessness: "I, I just made it according to my taste. My mouth is picky, and the ones that don't suit my taste Those who don’t like to eat, and you don’t have to call me a girl, just call me Cong Yin..."

From just now, Shangbieyun has been staring at Cheng Jiao who was joking with Cong Yin with a frowning expression on his face.Cheng Jiao with blood stains on his face, unable to see his expression, Cheng Jiao who stood by the sea and watched the boat drift away carelessly wiping the rain on his face, Cheng Jiao who woke up from a coma and suddenly grabbed his wrist, bit his own lip and showed a painful expression Cheng Jiao, and the smiling Cheng Jiao just now.

Cong Yin put the bowl in front of him and said something, but he didn't hear him, looked at Cheng Jiao who was drinking porridge with lowered eyebrows, and suddenly asked: "So, according to your statement, you are a hybrid?"

Cheng Jiao put down the bowl, wiped his mouth with a silk handkerchief, thinking that this word is no better than a bastard, and said, "If I'm not mistaken, it is."

"So it was your mother who told you to wait for me at the beach, and it was your mother who told you to say that?"

"Yes."

"I didn't tell you why she knew me, and what is the relationship with me?"

"Yes."

"She's dead?"

"......Yes."

"She never told you that you are a hybrid of a mermaid and a human?"

"Yes."

"You don't know how to swim. I threw you under the water. Not only did you fail to open your scales, but you almost drowned. If the blood on your body was undoubtedly shark blood, you would have nothing to do with it." Merman related, do you know?"

"know."

"I have been away from the shore for many years, and I have never seen a hybrid of mermaids and humans, but I have seen a lot of people secretly killing mermaids for profit. How do you prove that you are not the latter?"

"It cannot be proven."

When it comes to business, Cong Yin never listens.She buried her head in cooking the porridge, and finished one bowl in a short while, when she was about to serve herself a second bowl, she found that the porridge in front of Shang Bieyun hadn't touched at all, it was already cold.She looked at Shangbieyun's bowl, then at the half bowl of porridge left in the bowl, grabbed Shangbieyun's bowl, and poured the porridge back into the bowl, then took a spoon to stir it up, and then He took out a bowl and put it in front of Shangbieyun.

Shang Bieyun's forehead was throbbing with blue veins: "What are you doing?"

Cong Yin filled his porridge with an innocent face: "It's cold, I'll mix it for you and drink it hot."

Shang Bieyun patted the table: "Who did you see such a hot meal? Don't you think it's disgusting?!! There are no outsiders. If there are guests, do you know how impolite it is?!"

Cong Yin glanced at Cheng Jiao, and muttered with porridge in his mouth: "There is no one at this table, why are you so particular about it?"

Shang Bieyun deeply felt that his little girl became less cute every day since she could speak: "Okay, I can't care about you anymore, right? It's just right, take him to Hui Niang's place tomorrow, and you will follow, stay Live there for two months, and let Hui Niang teach you what you need to learn again."

Cong Yin picked up the bowl and raised his neck to finish the porridge at the bottom of the bowl, wiped his mouth and knelt down with a plop, still expressionless: "Master, Cong Yin was wrong, I don't dare to do it again."

Shang Bieyun hummed angrily: "Stop doing this."

Cong Yin took two steps on his knees: "I will cook the most troublesome fried fish for my grandfather, and I will cook it for three days."

Shang Bieyun pinched her face: "Xiang Yusheng, add the piano score and copy it all."

Cong Yin's face was pinched back and forth by him, showing a death-defying expression: "Deal."

Cheng Jiao heard that he was going to be taken to Hui Niang's place tomorrow, and saw that Cong Yin would rather kneel down and beg for mercy than stay there longer, thinking in his heart that he didn't know what kind of terrifying person Hui Niang was, he was in doubt, Hearing Cong Yin calling his name suddenly, he looked up blankly: "Huh?"

Cong Yin and Shang Bieyun turned their heads to look at him at the same time.Shang Bieyun couldn't keep his face straight, he burst out laughing, let Cong Yin go, and started drinking the porridge with a spoon.

Cheng Jiao also understood that he had made an oolong, and when he saw Shang Bieyun's smile, he knew that he had barely passed the level, and while muttering in his heart, "It's disgusting in your mouth, why don't you just drink it without disgust?" Pick up your own bowl and drink.

The three of them were speechless, drinking porridge in silence, Shang Bieyun suddenly remembered something, raised his head and said to Cheng Jiao: "Oh, by the way, take off your pants and let me see."

Cheng Jiao sprayed a mouthful of porridge on the table, coughing so hard that he was out of breath, his face was flushed from holding back, and he was almost dying.

Cong Yin took out a rag from under the table, wiped it on the table, then gave Shangbie Yun a blessing, and walked out the door, not forgetting to close the door.

Shang Bieyun: "Where are you going! You do this job."

Cong Yin let out an oh, opened the door again and came back, stood back beside Cheng Jiao and waited.

Cheng Jiao coughed even worse.