It's midnight, you all fell asleep, I'm starting jq again
Let's have another free cute version, it's not cute, this is a plot when you grow up
Oh oh o(n_n)o haha ~
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Wuyazi sat upright in front of the desk and looked through some calligraphy and paintings.
The room was extremely quiet, and several servants were waiting aside.
"Bang!" At this time, the door was suddenly knocked open, and a girl in a pure white smoke shirt walked over angrily, then sat on the stool beside Wuyazi without saying a word, lying on his desk
superior.
"What's wrong?" Wu Yazi put down the book in his hand, focused all his attention on Qi Luo, and raised his hand to touch her head.
"..." She didn't say anything, and made a sound in her mouth that she tried her best to endure.
Wuyazi was stunned, his heart trembled, and he quickly helped her up. Suddenly, a small face covered with tears appeared in front of him. His eyes were red and red. The pink tear mole made her look good.
Very beautiful and special.
His heart suddenly became quiet and he asked, "Why are you crying? Ah?"
Seeing her crying like this, Wuyazi's heart hurt like ten thousand needles.
"Wow..." Qi Luo suddenly burst into tears, then stretched out a pair of small hands to wrap around his neck, pulled him closer, and buried his head in his arms.
"What's wrong?" He hugged her tightly, patted her back, and asked in a low voice. He didn't dare to speak too loudly, for fear of scaring her.
"Someone...woo...someone bullies me." She choked for a long time and finally said a complete sentence.
When Wuyazi heard this, his face darkened and he was suddenly terrified, "Who is so bold? You dare to bully you! Take me there, I will kill her!"
"That woman." Qiluo raised her hand and pointed outside.
"Which woman?"
"The woman who likes you, woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
"…Which…Which?” stuttered.
"It's that, yesterday's that...Woooooo, she bullied me..."
Yesterday's that one? He only had her shadow in his mind, and where was there any other's shadow?
Wuyazi hugged her on her lap and sat down, hugged her, and said with heartache and doting, "Silly girl, I gave you a thousand people to send you. If others bully you, just let them beat you back.
I can’t beat you, so why do you cry like this?”
Qiluo raised her head and said, "But... she said I don't have a mother, I'm a wild girl! Woooooo, I'm not a wild girl, I don't have a mother, but I still have you, I'm not a wild girl
,I'm not...Woooooooo..."
She cried so sadly.
After hearing her crying, Wuyazi was still cautious in holding her hand, but there was a horrifying murderous aura in his eyes.
"Let's go! Go and kill her!" He picked her up and walked outside.
"Um..." Qiluo put his hands on his neck, his face pressed against his chest, and tears flowed to his chest.
"Good, okay, don't cry or cry. I'll kill them all, okay?"