460. The Death of Liu Biru (9)
She put aside all confusion and asked casually, "What is it?"
There was nothing wrong with her voice, but it made people feel that no matter how big something happened, it could not bring back the passion she once had in her heart.
Became unusually dull.
When Wang Yu'er heard such a gentle and elegant voice, her beautiful eyebrows furrowed, and a hint of displeasure flashed across her beautiful face. She covered her lips and chuckled, her voice charming and sinister, "Doesn't it mean that the aunt didn't feel anything when she heard this?"
"How can I feel?" Since she became a Buddhist, she has seen a lot of things and figured out a lot. People who become a Buddhist should be calm and calm, have a balanced mentality, and don't engage in intrigues.[
"It seems that after a few days of chanting Buddha's name, I have become less pretentious." Wang Yu'er sneered, her voice unabashedly sarcastic.
"If nothing happens, please go out and don't disturb the pure Buddhist hall." The corners of her mouth twitched, but her pretty face showed no expression, and she spoke in an indifferent tone.
"Don't you like seeing Yu'er so much?" Wang Yu'er's expression was ruthless and sinister, and the smile on her lips became brighter and brighter, like a red rose blooming in the night, coquettish and deadly.
"Go out ---" Liu Biru's voice gradually became louder and louder, her brows frowned slightly, but they soon relaxed.
The long, flawless hands kept knocking on the elm wood.
When Wang Yu'er heard such a voice, not only did she not get angry, but the smile on her lips became brighter and brighter. She deliberately lowered her voice and sneered, "Yu'er thought that the aunt is too cool and indifferent, but her temper is still so irritable, so
I can't hold my breath."
"Since you have nothing to do and are looking for trouble, let me ask you to go out. This is a Buddhist hall, a place for cultivating one's moral character, chanting Buddha's name and eating fast. It is not a place where a lady like you should come." Liu Biru looked at the porcelain vase aside with a rather serious tone.
Slow, but hiddenly sharp.
"Yu'er just sent something to my aunt on behalf of dad." Wang Yu'er looked at Liu Biru's back, her eyes became sharper again, and her voice was neither slow nor slow.
Expressed so clearly.
Is it him?
Liu Biru looked stunned, and her movements of knocking on the elm wood were frozen in mid-air. She did not speak for a long time.
But an inexplicable uneasiness suddenly arose in my heart. Could it be that ¨¨
She didn't dare to think about it anymore. She suddenly felt trapped in an oppressive storm, so oppressive that it was hard for her to breathe, and a pain spread in her heart. The pain was like being placed on a steel plate, being ravaged naked, and cut.
Broken¨¨¨
Wang Yuer's successful smile overflowed from her lips, and her red lips suddenly looked rosy, yet vicious and deadly.
She raised her steps lightly and walked to Liu Biru's side calmly. With a fierce look in her eyes, she secretly said, "Today is the day you die."
She instantly restrained all her thoughts and made a pitiful look that seemed extremely embarrassed. There was a hint of sadness in her soft voice, "Auntie, it's not Yu'er who wants to come to you, it's daddy, let Yu'er take care of this."
for you."
Wang Yu'er pulled out a small bottle from her waist very slowly. The bottle was petite and delicate, with several small flowers engraved on it.
Chapter completed!