overbearing

Although Yan Su can be regarded as self-inflicted and unable to live.However, Zhou Jirong, as the culprit who intentionally or unintentionally cheated this cheap big cousin, still has a little bit of guilt in his little conscience.

Cheng Yue's expression was calm all the time, but Zhou Jirong thought of his ruthlessness when he taught Cheng Qian that he turned his face in a blink of an eye and did it without saying a word. Zhou Jirong didn't think that Yan Su could do nothing tonight, and Cheng Yue would easily take it easy If there is no one, just take off his romantic tents.

So Zhou Jirong was a little worried in private, and secondly, it was indeed a little late after dinner, so he didn't go back to his uncle's house, but followed Yan Su back to the temporary house where he stayed, and insisted on living in the same yard as them in the room next door.

In his opinion, Yan Su's romantic history really deserves a beating, but he was also a little worried that Cheng Yue's actions were too ruthless and killed people, and he thought that I should pay attention to it, so that I could rush over to give Yan Su a call for help. A helping hand, at least half-killed, he has no objection.But this night was safe and sound, even if he was careful all night, he didn't hear any big noise.

Cheng Yue is also a martial arts practitioner, so he got up very early.Zhou Jirong finally heard movement in their yard, and hurried over to see if Yan Su's dog bones were still okay.

Cheng Yue was practicing sword in the yard, but he didn't stop, but turned his head and smiled at him, and didn't speak as usual.

Zhou Jirong looked left and right, and saw Yan Su kneeling upright on the side profile with a black eye socket, fortunately, he could still hold the book as if nothing had happened, and enjoy reading there , not embarrassed to see Zhou Jirong coming, put away the scroll and clasped it lightly in the palm of his hand, while smiling slightly at Zhou Jirong: "Good morning, brother Dabaoer..."

Aside from the bruises on his face and kneeling, he acted as if nothing had happened, Zhou Jirong, who was still worried that he would be cramped by Cheng Yue, couldn't remember it for a moment, and was immediately taken aback.And seeing that he and Cheng Yue still wanted to smile at each other and greeted him shamelessly, they didn't know what to say, but another wave of anger slowly surged up.

Zhou Jirong had no choice but to ignore him for now, turned his head and said with a cold face: "Master Cheng, brother Yan Su's reputation in the past must not be unknown to you, he may have wronged you, but you care about it." If you care about it, even if you beat him to death, it's not appropriate to punish him by kneeling and bullying people like this."

He said to Yan Su again: "...the man has gold under his knees, get up!"

When he spoke with such a cold face, his words were not very intense, but the implication was more severe and majestic than when he always talked about Lao Tzu's fuck around his mouth.

Yan Su was slightly taken aback, but was still able to smile and said, "This has nothing to do with Cheng Yue, it's because I think the past is ridiculous, and I need to reflect on it. Brother Dabao'er cares about me so much, I'm really moved." After a pause While Cheng Yue turned his face away, he lowered his voice to Zhou Jirong with a bitter face and said: "...Brother Dabaoer, are you trying to kill me? Kneeling as a punishment is much better than being beaten by him. Just leave it alone , Brother, I beg you! Thank you later!"

Zhou Jirong thought about it for a while, and felt that Cheng Yue's dull and reticent temperament, who couldn't get a fart out of three hammers, would never have thought of using this method. According to the way the two of them usually communicate, it must be Yan Sugou. I figured it out in my stomach.Zhou Jirong lost his temper. He turned his head away and pretended he didn't hear his words. He thought that I was doing it for my uncle's sake. Isn't it because of relatives? I can't see you being so embarrassing and conspicuous.Otherwise, if one of you is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer, you will ask for it all yourself, and no one will care about you.

He spurned Yan Su as if he was something in his heart for a long time, and finally felt that he didn't care about such things as face, and he couldn't afford to get angry with him, but his hands were itchy looking at his virtue, He hesitated for a while between walking away with his hands and going up and kicking him, and finally thought about how much money he had collected from Cheng Yue before—the point is that he still wants to continue to collect— So reason finally suppressed the feet that were about to move.

Zhou Jirong thought for a while, squatted down in front of Yan Su, breathed heavily and said: "...I said that you don't slap people in the face...Fuck me, your eyes are like this, why are you going to see my uncle? At that time, why don't you say that you were kicked by a donkey because you were drunk and inattentive?"

Yan Su didn't answer here, Cheng Yue raised his hand and threw a small bottle over there.

"Thank you, brother Dabaoer, for your concern." Yan Su raised her hand to catch it with a tacit understanding, and without looking too much, she smiled and explained to Zhou Jirong: "...This is a wound medicine handed down by the Cheng family. It only needs to activate blood circulation and remove stasis. It only takes a day or two for meds to heal for a small injury."

The corners of Zhou Jirong's eyes twitched slightly, he thought to himself, he even prepared medicines, it can be seen that this family method really has a long history, since it is so effective, then I don't mind if I live on your other side of the face Try it with a punch?For some reason, when I saw your face today, my hands also itched very much.He thought so, but he didn't say those words in the end, it's just that the malicious eyes had no intention of concealing them, only staring at Yan Su inexplicably gave some chills to the back of his neck.

Yan Su was taken aback by him, and said with a sneer: "Brother Dabaoer, you got up so early, you haven't had breakfast yet, have you? Go and eat first, I'll be here for another half an hour."

Cheng Yuewen looked up at him, but didn't move.Zhou Jirong still didn't understand why, but Yan Su understood somehow, and smiled kindly: "Okay, okay. Just kneel down for another stick of incense and it's almost done. Da Baoer, you go first."

Zhou Jirong once again despised his low-browed and pleasing attitude, but in his heart he was a little envious of the tacit understanding between the two of them without words, so he thought of Xiao Bai when he stopped flying. Dao said that he and Xiaobai have known each other since they were young, but I don't know if there is such a tacit understanding, and next time we meet Xiaobai, we have to try, we can't be inferior to these two things.

Thinking about Bai Tingyu's place, Zhou Jirong's mood inexplicably improved a lot, and now he followed Cheng Yue to the small hall beside him, where dumplings, rice porridge and other snacks were already placed on the table.Cheng Yue still didn't have much to say, and Zhou Jirong didn't feel that he had much appetite for food when facing him, so he picked up a bowl full of his favorite food, took it back to the yard, and squatted far away from Yan. Eat it on the flower bed opposite.

Seeing him glance at her, Yan Su picked up a small bun and ate it slowly, somehow felt a little bit of malice, as if Zhou Jirong was taking pleasure in his own miserable situation to eat.

Once she had this realization, no matter how thick-skinned Yan Su was, she would feel a little uncomfortable. She put down the book in her hand, waved to Zhou Jirong, and coughed lightly, "Brother Dabaoer, you are still young, you are still young. I don't understand. Don't think that I'm a bit shameful now, but this is also a kind of fun. When you grow up and meet such a person again, you will understand."

Zhou Jirong didn't even bother to look at him, but he thought in his heart that Laozi and Xiaobai wouldn't be like you, at least Xiaobai wouldn't be like your ruthless daughter-in-law who would beat someone up and make her kneel at every turn. It won't be Lao Tzu kneeling, but Xiao Bai is more obedient than others, so considerate and docile, of course Lao Tzu is reluctant to punish him like this.Do you think everyone has become a slut by practicing swords?

Holding the bowl in his hand, he lost his mind absent-mindedly.He didn't find out when Cheng Yue came to the yard, and when he came back to his senses, he saw Cheng Yue expressionlessly holding a dumpling and wanted to hand it to Yan Su, and Yan Su wasn't busy picking it up either. Zheng Zheng confessed with a straight face: "...I didn't intend to hide it from you. It's all a foolish account from the past. We agreed that we will have a pair for life in the future..."

Zhou Jirong suddenly listened to it like this, almost knocked over the bowl with his hands, and scolded this shameless person in his heart, this shameless person dared to say anything in broad daylight, and at the same time was not without sadness I thought to myself that seeing these two dogs and men so intimacy, I'm afraid I'm going to get a needle's eye when I look back.Thinking like this, it's not good to stare at the two of them anymore, half-turn around and simply ignore him, and bury his head in eating his food.

He also didn't pay attention to what the two men were muttering again and again, but Yan Su let out a low cry and stammered: "Yi, Yifu..."

Even Cheng Yue, who had always been as silent as a mountain, let out a rare short ah, his voice full of surprise.

Zhou Jirong made a noise in his heart, and he didn't care to slander Yan Su. He didn't know what evil he did in his previous life. He hurriedly turned his head, and he really saw Shen Ze standing at the gate of the courtyard, with an indescribable expression on his face. He looked at the two people who were kneeling and feeding the other.