In order to rush home to watch my favorite TV series, as soon as the bell rang after class, I packed my schoolbag, flew out of the classroom, and ran straight home. The Lion King Han Qi thought I was rushing to go on a date with Chu Xi. Hehe~~
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"I smiled proudly, and smiled triumphantly, smiling at the immortality of the mortals... Haha~~" I put my legs on the coffee table, ate the snacks bought by the bad boy, and sang the song "My Proud Smile"
, I suddenly realized how beautiful life is. Haha~~~
I finally discovered one of the benefits of living with Bad Young Master, that is - I don’t even have to buy snacks myself, I just need to grab some from him and eat them while he’s not around. Hehe~~~
At this time, the evil young man opened the door and came in.
"Young Master, are you back?" I put down the snacks in my hand, turned to look at Mr. Bad, and found that there were many bruises on his face.
"Eh? Bad boy, you got into a fight with someone too? Why are you bruised and purple? Haha~~~" I pointed at the bruises on his face with a look of gloating on his face.
"What are you talking about! Why don't you go get me the medicine?" The evil young man used the "lion's roar" that has been lost for a long time on me again.
"Just go, why are you so fierce? I'm not going to hit you..." I stood up from the sofa with a look of displeasure on my face and walked towards the medicine cabinet while muttering.
After getting the potion, I looked like a savior and said to the bad boy sitting on the sofa: "For the sake of how you helped me apply the potion last time, I will help you this time too!"
I originally thought he would be very grateful to me, but his answer was: "I originally wanted you to give me medicine and stop pretending to be a savior." After saying that, he glared at me dissatisfied.
Bastard! You were beaten by someone, why did you take your anger out on me? Forget it, for the sake of him being beaten, if I don’t have the same experience as him, who told me that I am a naturally kind person!
I applied the potion on the bruises of the bad boy, and deliberately applied it with a little force. I was very kind, but it was fake. Hehe~~~
"Take it easy, idiot!" Sure enough, the evil young man's lion's roar came again.
"Bruises need to be rubbed hard to heal." I found a very "kind" excuse for my prank.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk~~~" Looking at the bruises on the bad boy's face, I clicked my tongue several times, "I wonder who is like me, so courageous and courageous, that you dare to hit the bad boy?" When I said this
, don’t forget to praise yourself a few words.
"Shut up!"
NND~~~Be mean to me again!
Just then, my cell phone rang.
"Hello?"
"Sister, how is the injury on that evil young man's face?" came the gloating voice of my brother on the other end of the phone.
"Huh? How do you know that the evil young man is injured on his face?"
"..."
"What? Did you beat the bad boy?" I screamed and turned around to look at the bad boy, only to be glared at by him. I covered my phone with my hand and laughed in a low voice: "You are indeed my brother.
Ah, even the evil young man dares to hit him! But...why do you want to hit him?"
"..."
"Wha... what? He saw you holding hands with Xiaoxue, and he hit you?" Now I was even more confused, "You held hands with Xiaoxue, why did he hit you?"
"You have to ask your bad boy to find out." I chuckled and hung up the phone. What did you say about my bad boy for no reason? The bad boy is not mine!
"Hello? Hello? You bastard Yang Chuxi, how dare you hang up on me!" I yelled at the phone, then looked at the slightly sullen young man, and asked provocatively: "You evil man, why did you hit my brother?"
"Just beat me. Why are you asking so many questions?" The evil young man glanced at me impatiently, but his expression looked a little unnatural.
"It's strange, my brother is holding Xiaoxue's hand, why is it bothering you?" I sat down from the side of Bad Young Master. Suddenly, an idea flashed through my mind, and I suddenly turned my head to look at Bad Young Master, "Oh~~~
~I see, it turns out you like Xiaoxue."
"What did you say?" The evil young man's expression obviously darkened.
I ignored his question and continued to complain: "Why is this like this? If you like Xiaoxue, just compete fairly with my brother. Why do you want to beat him?"
"Don't use your pig brain to guess what I'm thinking!" The evil young man slapped me hard on the head.
"Isn't it true? If you don't like Xiaoxue, why are you so angry when you see my brother holding hands with her?" Brat, you still don't admit it?
"You..." The evil young man was so angry that he stood up from the sofa. His face was so black that it could be burned as charcoal. He looked at me helplessly, as if I was hopeless, "What's in your pig brain?"
Is it filled with paste?"
"No." I shook my head innocently, but the more I listened, the more I felt why the bad boy's words sounded so awkward.
"I think it's almost done." The evil young man glanced at me and left the living room.
Strange! Did I say something wrong again? I racked my brains, but I still can't figure out where I went wrong again. The bad boy must have been upset by my brother and took it out on me.
Humph! There is less evil in death and less evil in stinking. You are the pig head, or the pig head with pig brains!