"Second brother," Di Ling'er said coolly, "Is it useless for anyone to intercede? What about my mother?"
The girl's words were like a basin of cold water poured on the boy's head, extinguishing all his anger and strangling the seeds of hatred that had just been buried in his heart.
Di Jintian turned his head in disbelief and looked at Di Ling'er sadly: "Ling'er, can you help this brat to speak? How old are you and he wants to pry you away? What do you want me to do?
Forgive him? Or are you also in love with this bastard?"
like?
Di Ling'er's mind was stunned. Every time, she subconsciously defended him. Could this mean she liked him?
No! She just didn't want Bei Mo to get hurt in any way.
"Second brother..." Di Ling'er pulled Di Jintian's sleeve and said pitifully, "Bei Mo and I are really innocent. How about you don't tell dad and eldest brother about this? They
If you find out, there will definitely be a commotion."
Di Jintian's heart ached with pain. His sister, whom he had worked so hard to bring to such an old age, was so easily abducted by a bastard. Now he still dared to tell him that she was innocent?
I’ve already kissed you, so where is my innocence?
"Second brother," Bei Mo didn't know when he reached Di Ling'er's hand, stretched out his hand to pull the poor girl into his arms, and said with a raised lip, "The little girl and I are indeed as you see.
, I also hope you can give me a chance, and I will protect her with my life in this life."
Di Ling'er's little face changed. She turned her head and glared at Bei Mo: "Bei Mo, are you looking for death?"
If he says this in front of his second brother, is he really not afraid of being beaten to death?
"Little girl, they will know sooner or later anyway, why not tell them earlier, after all, when you were four years old, we already..."
Before he finished speaking, Di Ling'er jumped up and covered Bei Mo's mouth.
This bastard, relying on his mother to support him, really dares to say anything.
If her father and brothers knew that he took away her first kiss when she was four years old, they would definitely beat him to death!
"What happened to you when you were four years old?" Di Jintian was completely furious, "Let him say, I want to know what happened to you that year?"
Di Ling'er laughed awkwardly: "No, nothing happened. There is something wrong with Beimo's brain. Second brother, don't argue with him. Our family is really innocent."
"Innocent?"
Di Jintian snorted, and his angry eyes slowly turned to Beimo, gnashing his teeth with hatred: "I will not ask what happened to you that year, it is true that he kissed you just now! Beimo, don't think that
If you have my mother's support, I will recognize you as my brother-in-law! Let me tell you, if you kidnapped my sister, I will be incompatible with you!"
Even if this guy once praised him as the God of Cooking, it would be of no use.
"What smells...so good?"
In such a severe atmosphere, Bei Mo's voice slowly sounded.
Only then did Di Jintian remember the purpose of his visit, and hurriedly brought the bowl behind him to his eyes: "By the way, Ling'er, this is the dish I just developed recently, do you want to try it first?"
Di Ling'er was stunned for a moment, then slowly lowered his head and looked at the dark mass in the bowl.
"What's this?"
Why does it look... so unappetizing?
"This is the bone soup I made with the holy water from Tiansheng Mountain. Do you want to take a sip and try it?"