"What kind of sister are you?" Luoyang finally said what he had been holding in his heart.
"Then what kind of brother are you?" Ye Zi asked the same question, and before Luoyang could answer, she added, "In such an occasion, you put that thing into my body. It was you who destroyed our purity first.
They have a sibling relationship, so you can’t blame me.”
"Sister, we have broken up." Luoyang said.
Ye Zi nodded: "Yes, does it have anything to do with you taking things after we broke up?"
Luoyang was speechless.
He is like a supreme treasure standing on the wall of the earth city, and Ye Zi is the Zixia fairy that he loves but cannot get.
The Supreme Treasure maintains the stubbornness of the Great Sage, and Fairy Zixia sacrifices everything for love.
Ye Zi said: "Either you don't want it, or you come and get it."
Seemingly unable to convince this stubborn sister, Luoyang came to Ye Zi.
Ye Zi finally became a little nervous.
"That, I'm going to take it." Luoyang was very polite.
Ye Zi hummed.
Luoyang carefully put his hand into her pants pocket.
The quality of the pants is a bit poor and there are a lot of threads.
Luoyang finally touched the water-controlling tablet of Dayu. It felt warm. He also recited Amitabha in his heart and asked for forgiveness from his ancestor Dayu.
But just when Luoyang was about to take the Dayu Water Control Card out of Ye Zi's pants pocket, Ye Zi suddenly made a cross gesture like a swan dance.
Excited heart, trembling hands.
A soul with nowhere to rest.
Luoyang couldn't take out the Dayu Water Control Card, and he was a little anxious: "Sister, let go quickly."
Ye Zi suddenly hugged his neck and threw him back...
Hunters often appear as prey.
The scene is a bit chaotic.
There was a sudden earthquake, and the furniture in the house trembled.
There are many earthquakes in Shu.
I have become accustomed to the shaking.
There was a knock on the door.
The two people hugging each other who were frightened by the earthquake suddenly stopped.
Luoyang was the most nervous and did not dare to express his anger.
"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Song Meiqi's voice.
"I, I'm reading the speech. There will be a speech tomorrow." Ye Zi's voice was a little trembling, and she felt guilty.
"Is there someone in your room?" Song Meiqi's voice said, "I also heard other people's voices."
Luoyang began to sweat on his forehead.
"That's your godfather." Ye Zi added, "Your godfather is writing a speech for mom. Your godfather's writing is very good."
"Godfather?" Song Meiqi was excited, "Godfather, are you here?"
"Hey! Meiqi, be good." Luoyang responded. He wanted to get up, but was pinned down by the person reading the speech.
"Daddy, I want to see you write a speech." Song Meiqi knocked on the door again.
Luoyang panicked and lowered his voice and said: "The door is unlocked, it's not good for Meiqi to come in."
Ye Zi smiled and said, "She listens to you. If you let her go back to sleep, she will listen to you."
Luoyang took a deep breath: "Meiqi, it's very late. You should go back to the house and sleep. My godfather will wake you up tomorrow and perform magic tricks for you."
"Well! Then I'll go back to the house and sleep." Song Meiqi turned and left.
Luoyang let out a long breath. It was so embarrassing and inappropriate.
"Look, I was right, Meiqi just listened to you." Ye Zi's face was full of sweet smile, she was very happy and not embarrassed at all.
"What kind of sister are you?" Luoyang was a little obsessed with this question.
Ye Zi poked Luoyang's forehead with a finger: "Hurry up and write the manuscript. You write and I will read."
Luoyang bit the bullet and wrote the manuscript.
Ye Zi recited: "Ah! I rode towards the enemy formation on a horse. The wind was so fast that the horse's hooves brought up wet mud.
, The salty and wet sea breeze ruffled my hair, but I was fearless. My spear was like a rainbow, entering the enemy's formation nine times and nine out, killing the enemy until they abandoned their armor!"
Luoyang gritted his teeth and wrote quickly.
Ye Zi recited: "In the chaos of the army, I picked up the enemy chief's dog's head like a bag. I hung the dog's head on my waist and galloped wildly. Suddenly, my horse stumbled and fell to the ground. The enemy came from behind..."
Luoyang's writing is like a spirit, and every word is like a pearl.
Ye Zi seemed to be immersed in the scene, and simply knelt down and read the manuscript: "The enemy is chasing and killing us, and behind us is our royal city. I used an empty city strategy. The city gates were wide open to lure the enemy deep. Wait for the enemy to penetrate deeply and our soldiers
It surged out from all directions, attacking with fire and flooded with water, killing the enemy until they were on their backs, causing countless casualties..."
As we all know, anyone who is called an "enemy" will usually die miserably.
It's quiet at night.
"It seems that you have studied hard during this period, and your writing has improved a lot. I can give this manuscript a score of 99." Ye Zi's voice was lazy, with a satisfied smile at the corner of his mouth.
Luoyang looked at the ceiling, his mind empty.
Ye Zi turned sideways and looked at the person with her big eyes, blinking every time. There was emotion as deep as the sea in her eyes.
Luoyang glanced at her and couldn't help but said: "What kind of sister are you?"
Ye Zi slapped her over and said coquettishly: "Are you a monk who recites sutras? You know this sentence."
Luoyang was speechless and gave up. There was no point in asking this question a hundred times.
"By the way, what was that thing you hid on me in the Jindu Hotel? It looks like a sign made of gold." Ye Zi thought of this.
Luoyang said: "Sister, just pretend that this thing doesn't exist. I haven't hidden anything on you, and you haven't seen it, okay?"
Ye Zi blinked: "It's mysterious, can't you tell me?"
Luoyang said warmly: "I did it for your own good. It would be best if you didn't know this. It would bring trouble and danger to you. I had no choice but to do that at the time."
"Okay, I won't ask anymore." Ye Zi drew circles on Luoyang's chest with a finger, "Today a young man who just joined our company jumped off the building."
"Why did you jump off the building?" Luoyang was very curious about why the young man jumped off the building, but he was even more curious about his sister's thinking. Her thinking was too out-of-the-box, and suddenly it got involved with someone jumping off the building.
Ye Zi was silent for a moment before saying: "Weren't there recent international competitions? I heard that he used all the money his parents gave him to buy a wedding house to buy the Brazilian team. As a result, they were tied by Croatia. During the penalty shootout, they were even beaten.
He was eliminated. He lost all the money he spent on the house and jumped off the building when he couldn't think about it."
"Hey, it's a pity, so I have to stay away from gambling." Luoyang sighed.
"So, what is wearing a hat?"
"Uh, what kind of hat are you wearing?" Luoyang could no longer keep up with his sister's thinking. What was even weirder was that Sun Shangxiang's appearance emerged from his mind. The Fusang girl was wearing a green sun hat, her eyes twinkling.
She was crying, her mouth was depressed, and she looked aggrieved.
Ye Zi poked Luoyang gently: "I'm not talking about Sun Shangxiang."
Luoyang felt an inexplicable shiver in his heart. Isn't my sister's sixth sense too powerful?
"Then what are you talking about?"
"Aren't I talking to you about football? How many goals does a player score on the field count as a hat-trick?" Ye Zi asked.
Luoyang glanced at his sister and saw that she was asking the question seriously. He also replied seriously: "If a player scores three goals in a game, it counts as a hat trick. It is also called a hat trick."
"What about four more?" Ye Zi asked again.
Luoyang smiled and said, "Why are you so interested in football?"
"Just ask if you don't understand, just tell me." Ye Zi urged.
Luoyang said: "Scoring four goals is called a big four."
"Where are five?" Ye Zi asked again.
"Scoring five goals is called scoring five yuan alone, and it is also called passing the exam with five goals." Luoyang said.
"How about six?" Ye Zi was full of curiosity.
Luoyang smiled
: "You think it's basketball. No one has ever scored six goals in a game, so I don't know what it's called."
"Let me pick a name, Liuliu Dashun." Ye Zi smiled.
Luoyang laughed with him, but in his heart he scolded him for being childish.
He only dared to complain in his heart, but if he dared to speak out, he would not be manipulated into being like this.
"Seven balls means seven captures of Meng Huo!"
Luoyang: "..."
Men should never talk about football with a woman, because she knows about football.
"Scoring eight goals is called eight goals, scoring nine goals is called ninety-nine, haha!" Ye Zi enjoyed it.
Luoyang was speechless and didn't want to talk to her.
Ye Zi suddenly leaned into Luoyang's ear: "If you were a player, how many goals could you score?"
Luoyang didn't bother to answer such boring questions.
"How about I give you two balls and let's play a game of live football?"
Luoyang suddenly woke up.
Sure enough, ginger is still hotter than my sister.
"Don't play dead, I'm teeing off."
Luoyang: "..."
It's dawn, and the sky is filled with morning glow.
Just when everything is recovering, Luoyang is still dreaming.
In the dream, Sun Shangxiang was wearing a green sun hat, with a pretty face and a sinister look on her face. She was holding the spiritualized sword, the Chrysanthemum Blade, in her hand, and he was right in front of her, tied to a cross-shaped wooden frame.
, the appearance of suffering.
Suddenly, Sun Shangxiang slashed at him with a knife...
A little bird flew into the sky.
Luoyang woke up suddenly, with a layer of fine beads of sweat on his forehead.
Song Meiqi ran in from the door and scraped her little face with a small hand: "Shame! Shame! I'm already up and my godfather is still sleeping in, and he lied to me and told me to wake up and perform magic tricks for me."
Luoyang felt embarrassed, but his eyes were full of doting: "Meiqi is so good, better than her godfather."
"Daddy, what kind of manuscript did you write? Show it to me." Song Meiqi stretched out her hand.
Luoyang patted her little hand gently and said with a smile: "The manuscript is with your mother, go find her."
"Oh, then I'll go find mom. Get up quickly, dinner will be served soon, you lazy idiot." Song Meiqi shaved her face again and ran away.
Luoyang got up quickly.
It is not good to lie to children, but there are some messy things that cannot be lied to.
Luoyang dressed neatly and washed up. Ye Zi had already prepared breakfast, milk, eggs and glutinous rice balls.
"My godfather is coming for dinner soon." Song Meiqi waved, her little face was full of smiles, she was very happy.
I don’t know how Ye Zi deceived her, nor did she talk about the manuscript.
Luoyang sat down and Ye Zi served him a bowl of glutinous rice balls.
Ye Zi smiled and said: "Nine-nine returns to one, let's eat."
Luoyang took a look at the glutinous rice balls in the bowl. There were really nine glutinous rice balls. He was speechless.
Jiujiuyiyi, it is not only an idiom, but also a number and a story.
But who knows how much effort and energy it takes for a football player to achieve such results?