Chapter 125 Cousin is very cruel, let him go out sideways

  Fu Shen learned that Qiao Xiyan had come, and raised his hand, "Go to the old house."

  The ten directions are a bit stunned. This is almost in the studio. If no one sees it, go back?

  "San Ye, this Young Master Qiao came all the way, won't you meet him?" Among all the relatives of Song Fengwan, this cousin, Qiao Xiyan, can be said to be a close relative.

  Such an important maiden family, don’t you hurry to show it?

   "Josie Yan is shrewd, and he is particularly short-sighted. Last time, he personally sent him here late. Before leaving, he warned me."

  Ten directions are surprised, "Warning?"

  My mother, his third master has been threatened?

   "Do you want me to die before I leave the school?"

   "I didn't mean that." Shifang motioned to the driver to drive back to the old house, "Yuncheng is about to start the art test. Is he coming here to take Miss Song away?"

  "I don’t know how long will I see when she leaves? You two have not fallen in love yet, so you have to live in a different place?"

   "Now watching the news and taking the art test, there are many handsome men who are young and energetic..."

  "Stop." Fu Chen kept rubbing his mobile phone with his fingers.

  "San Ye, what are you doing in this wilderness?" Shifang is just a chattering, as soon as I opened the chat box, I couldn't stop it.

  "Kick you out of the car." Fu Chen said warmly, but there was a hint of chill.

  Living in a different place?

  A young little fresh meat? Is this ridiculing his old age?

  It's too annoying to talk loudly.

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  The other side

  Qiao Xiyan brought Song Fengwan out of the studio, deliberately drove to the bustling downtown area of ​​Beijing, and entered a high-end restaurant.

  The waiter quickly started serving dishes, and each dish was served on a huge plate in very small portions. Qiao Xiyan had always said little, bowed his head to eat, and didn’t even ask about puppy love.

  This made Song Fengwan feel a little uneasy in her heart, holding a fork, gently picking the basil leaves on the fried foie gras.

   "Cousin, why did you come here suddenly? You called before, didn't you say you were waiting for me?"

   "I heard that someone here bought a piece of fine wool, I'll come over and take a look." Qiao Xiyan lowered his head and ate the clams, minced meat, mixed with corn and butter.

"Really?"

   "By the way, take a look at how amazing the heating you said is."

  Song Feng night touched his nose.

   "I want to marry a man from the north for the sake of a heater.

   "Cousin, I'll just talk about it casually."

  Josie Yan put down the spoon and looked at her seriously, "Late night, you are now in the third year of high school, and you still have to focus on your studies. If you want to fall in love, wait for graduation..."

   "Cousin, I don't have one!" Song Feng's ears turned red, and he kept poking the foie gras with a fork.

"Don't be shy, this is a process that people must go through when they grow up. Your age is really easy to sprout. Our family is not so rigid and conservative. If you really like someone, just tell me, I will check it out for you first. ."

  Josie Yan picked up the knife on one side, looking serious and serious.

   "Where did you go, I really didn't fall in love." Song Fengwan was inexplicably guilty by him.

   "The lady just said about premature love..." Qiao Xiyan just listened to it, but the specific situation is unknown.

   "In fact, it was her son who chased me. Something happened in the middle. She may think it was all my fault." Song Fengwan evaded the situation and skipped the part of Cheng Tianyi.

  If Qiao Xiyan knew what Cheng Tian did to her, his temper would definitely kill him.

  She still remembers living in Wu Su for a period of time, usually during winter and summer vacations. Sometimes she would live for a month or two. Qiao Aiyun was afraid that she would go crazy and enrolled her in some interest classes.

  At that time, when they were five or six years old, there were always some particularly naughty boys who liked to bully girls, pulling their hair or suddenly pulling the bench, and like to play pranks.

Once she was walking, a boy tripped her deliberately. She knocked on the ground, her knees were broken, and her palms were broken. Because it was an interest class, the students were of different ages, and the few people who bullied her were better than She was a few years older, and she couldn't beat her, so she could only endure the grievance.

  After returning home, Josie asked the whole story, knowing that the boys lived in a certain community, and formed a small group.

  The next day he took his little brothers to kill...

   "Bloodwashed" the opponent's territory.

  Song Fengwan didn't know that Qiao Xiyan was beating people privately. He only knew that other parents came to the door, and he was scolded by his uncle.

  As a result, he said directly in front of the parents, “I thought they were offending for the first time, I made it light, and the next time I let him go out sideways.”

   Then my uncle took a stick and ran around the yard.

  Song Fengwan was standing on the side at the time, crying anxiously.

  Later, Jo Xiyan's brutal name spread like wildfire.

  Josie Yan was born with a cold face, unlike other boys who talked too much. The incident made him completely famous. The children were afraid of him, but they had instinctive admiration and fear for him.

  Song Fengwan withdrew his thoughts and looked at Qiao Xiyan, "Cousin, I really didn't fall in love, and I am studying hard every day."

   "That's good, I also want to say, take a few seal cutters, go and have a heart-to-heart talk with that kid, now it seems unnecessary." Josie smiled at her.

  Song Fengwan bowed his head to eat, and actually used her words deliberately.

  Fu Shengang arrived at the old house. He took off his coat because of sufficient heating, but he felt a chill spread from his spine...

  Cousin was also a bear kid when he was young, haha, he was drawn to run around the yard

  Cousin:...

  (End of this chapter)