Sima Qing's arrogant and rude expression instantly ignited a raging unknown fire in my heart. I don't know where the courage came from. I stepped in front of Sima Qing, poked his nose and scolded him: "You have such a head!
A pig that was run over by a train, an idiot whose heart was replaced by aliens! I curse you to be robbed by bandits when you go out, and to step on dog poop when you enter!"
As soon as I finished scolding, I couldn't help but admire myself strongly, Shimo Asaezuki, you are so awesome, this is the bravest thing you have ever done in your life! Hoho...
The carriage was silent for a century...
Sima Yang looked at me in surprise, his autumn-like eyes under his curled eyelashes full of confusion: "Hueyue, what are trains and aliens?" [
"It's just..." Oops, how can I explain this! I frowned and racked my brain, trying to find ancient things similar to these two!
Just when I was holding my chin with one hand, scratching my hair with the other, frowning, and my cheeks turned red thinking about it, Sima Qing's cold voice sounded in my ears: "Hillbilly, if you don't want to be soaked in a pig cage, just shut up!"
But when he yelled at me, I shrank my neck like a timid rabbit, my face turned pale, my legs trembled, and all my anger turned into weakness: "I...I..."
There is a little devil in my heart waving its wings and screaming: rush forward, rush forward and punch his proud face!