villain guidance system

After Aunt Liu left, Song Yu moved a stool and sat in the yard in front of the door, propped his elbows on his knees, cupped his face in his hands, and stared blankly at the fire in front of him.

In the quiet courtyard, Song Yu suddenly stood up with a look of disbelief: "I was deceived, right?!"

"Snapped!"

The burned bamboo tubes in the fire in front of him exploded.

"My god!" Song Yu took a step back in fright, only to realize that it was not a big deal, and sat back down again.

While gathering the firewood, Song Yu muttered, "Father, I can't ask for a divorce by myself. What the hell is this? The will of the world is preventing me from destroying the plot?"

Thinking of this, Song Yu almost cried.

God!

Could it be that you sent me here and gave me a chance to live just to make me go to the desert island to survive?

No!

This marriage must be divorced!

Since there is no way to bring it up by yourself, then follow the previous plan, let him bring it up!

I don't believe it anymore, but if the native Jian Wangba proposed it, the world consciousness can still stop it.

When Jian Shijin came back, he saw Song Yu sitting beside the fire, thinking hard, and little Song Yu was also sitting on his head, pretending to be a thinker, completely unaware of Jian Shijin's approach.

As Jian Shijin approached, Song Yu's inner voice became clearer and clearer.

[I still have to maintain the original character design, and when Jian bastard hates me enough, he will naturally propose a divorce. 】

Jian Shijin's footsteps paused, his eyes darkened: It's divorce again, Song Yu, what do you want to do?

Jian Shijin continued to walk in Song Yu's direction, "What are you doing?"

"Isn't this obvious? Burn the fire." Song Yu looked up and saw Jian Shijin, immediately changed his face, stood up, walked over to hug Jian Shijin's arm, and stuck his whole body on it, "Honey~ you're back, I'm here Beggar chicken, you came back just in time to put out the fire and dug it out."

Jian Shijin helplessly pulled Song Yu's hand away, pulling him away from his body, "Stand up, and talk well."

It seems that what he said in the hospital parking lot today to let Song Yu be his true self was in vain.

Song Yu, who had just been pulled away by Jian Shijin, saw something interesting, and immediately posted it again.

This time Song Yu was no longer limited to Jian Shijin's arm, and moved directly in front of Jian Shijin, stepped on his feet, wrapped his hands around Jian Shijin's neck, and hung his whole body on Jian Shijin's body.

Song Yu buried his face in Jian Shijin's neck, and rubbed it schemingly.

Even the little Song Yu gave Jian Shijin a suffocating hug, and the little Song Yu's small body was in a big font and pressed against Jian Shijin's face.

Song Yu, one big and one small, clings to Jian Shijin, feeling extremely proud.

Little Song Yu almost laughed with his hands on his hips, "This suffocating hug means you will never despair!"

And now Jian Shijin only has two words left in his heart: headache!

I feel like I have raised a child.

Xiao Song Yu covered Jian Shijin's face with her small body, and Jian Shijin could clearly feel it, and she was indeed a little out of breath.

Jian Shijin raised his hand to pinch the back of Xiao Song Yu's neck, and lifted Xiao Song Yu into the pocket of the windbreaker.

When Xiao Song Yu poked his head out of his pocket, Jian Shijin couldn't see it, but he seemed to have expected it, and pressed his index finger on Xiao Song Yu's head, and pushed him back into his pocket.

After dealing with the small one, Jian Shijin is ready to deal with the big one hanging on his body.

As soon as Jian Shijin raised his hand, he felt the hot and humid breath on his neck, his hand stopped suddenly, his eyes darkened, and his breathing stopped for a second.