The devil bullies the upper body: baby, you are so sweet

Chapter 451 Where's the little fish?Where is my daughter-in-law?
"wrong."

"wrong."

"wrong."

The cruel trial was like a cannonball, hitting Song Yu hard, and a tragic artillery fire broke out.

Song Yu, who was traumatized, lay on the table exhausted, staring blankly at the judge Shen Yan, speechless.

Flying around and writing down the appalling score, Shen Yan stretched out his hand and handed the test paper to Song Yu, with a smug smile on his face, "Xiao Yu, your grades are...very poor."

Song Yu shouted silently in her heart, of course this queen knows it's bad, okay? !

When I do the questions, I always scratch my head and beat the table, with tears in my eyes, okay? !
Countless times I wanted to tear up the test paper, flipped the table angrily, and yelled: I will not do it, my mother, whoever loves to do it, fuck me!Can--

The reality is: the cowardly fish is done.

At this moment, Zhiyu looked at Shen Yan who was watching her jokes, and wanted to pick up the test paper in front of her, and fell heavily on Shen Yan's face, she groaned, why is there such a big gap between people? !
Why is Shen Yan a top student, but I'm a scumbag? There's no contrast at all, okay? !
"...Shen Yan, with my current level, how many grades can I rank in?" Counseling smiled aggrievedly.

Looking at the beaten Song Yu, Shen Yan stretched out his hand, stroked Song Yu's fluffy black hair, and comforted him softly, "Actually, it's not that bad. Your level is in the top [-] of the grade, no problem."

Top fifty?

Song Yu closed her eyes and digested the unfortunate news with difficulty... Well, in fact, besides mathematics, I am pretty good at other subjects, um, yes, that's it, work harder, do a devil training, Getting good grades in the final exam is not a problem.

Standing up abruptly, picking up the pen, and spreading out the test paper, Song Yu turned into a hard-working and hardworking student, staring intently at the conspicuous red fork.

"Ahh! Did my brain get flooded?!" After reading the wrong questions, Song Yu wished he could explode on the spot, and said frantically, "There are several questions, all of which are so simple, but I did it wrong. Am I a pig?!"

Raising her little hand high, she patted Shen Yan's shoulder heavily. Song Yu looked suspicious of the collapse of her life, "Shen Yan, tell me, am I stupid? Am I so stupid? I can do this simple question wrong, I really want to bang my head to death!"

Bumped to death?
Stretching out his big palm and holding Song Yu's little hand, Shen Yan smiled indulgently, as if there were stars twinkling in his eyes, "You are not stupid, not at all, the sea of ​​people is so big, you still found me, Xiaoyu , in my eyes, you are the smartest."

Wrapped in pink bubbles, Shen Yan's cheeks blushed twice, and said arrogantly, "...you will coax me!"

Song Yu's demeanor and the delicacy revealed in her words, like soft feathers, tickle Shen Yan's heart, itching and warming.

"You are my girlfriend. I won't coax you. Who are you coaxing?" Stretching out his hand, he dragged the test paper on the table between the two of them, and took the pen in Song Yu's hand. Yu Chongni, "Okay, Xiaoyu, come here, let me tell you about this set of test papers..."

……

Looking at the door in front of her, Mother Song tried her best to reach out her hand and ring the doorbell, but her body seemed to be filled with cement and tightly restrained, unable to move at all.

"...Aunt Xu, are you busy?"

"Not busy, Xiaojia, what's the matter?"

"...Aunt Xu, my mother has returned to China and is here with me now."

The short conversation, with Song Mu, is full of too much information, happy, sad, happy, sad... those buried in the heart of the past, rediscovered.

Those bloody past forced Song's mother to face each other.

"call."

Exhaling the turbid air in her chest, Mother Song stretched out her hand and pressed the doorbell as if she had lifted a heavy burden.

"Ding dong."

Soon, the door of the room was opened, and a face that had not been seen for many years but was still familiar hit Mother Song's eyes, and in the next second, the familiar person pounced on the tiger and hugged Mother Song tightly.

"You bad woman, where have you been all these years! There is no news, are you trying to piss me off? Do you know... I miss you so much?"

His eyes moved slightly, and he looked at Ning Jia, who was beside him with a helpless face, his eyes met, and everything was said in silence.

"Speak up, you bad woman who has the heart to abandon me," the magic voice continued to pierce her ear, "What? Now that I've caught you, are you guilty?"

The sourness filling the heart, the joy of reuniting after a long absence, inserted by the magic sound... gradually disappeared, and I couldn't laugh or cry.

"...A Sheng, well, am I not here?" Mother Song said.

Ning's mother suddenly let go, and the style of painting changed in seconds. She didn't even like Song's mother. She went straight to the sofa and sat down, full of nobleness and glamor.

"... Aunt Xu, my mother..." Ning Jia was at a loss, apparently unable to hold back her mother's novel style of painting.

Waving at Ning Jia, Mother Song took a step towards the angry man, and said softly, "A Sheng, we haven't seen each other for many years, do you want to give me a cold shoulder?"

Shake a cold face?
Ning's mother turned around abruptly, her brows were upside down, her eyes were wide open, she glared at Song's mother, and complained tremblingly, "Xu Xu, are you still talking about me? Who disappeared without a trace back then?! Isn't it because ..."

After a short pause, Mother Ning looked at Ning Jia, "Xiao Jia, go back to your room, I have something to say to your Aunt Xu."

Ning Jia nodded, walking gracefully and calmly, and walked back to her room, leaving her old girlfriends whom she hadn't seen in more than ten years, looking at each other in the living room.

"Come here and sit down!" Mother Ning said fiercely with a straight face.

Ning's mother was pretending to be fierce and determined to settle accounts, so Song's mother couldn't help laughing, she walked up to Ning's mother and sat down.

"Isn't it because of the scumbag who failed you?" Ning's mother lowered her voice, stared at Song's mother closely, hating iron for not being able to make steel, "Song Huai deserved to die thousands of times for those scumbag things he did back then. He was the one who let you down. , you run a woolen yarn!"

The wound was torn open, but it didn't hurt as much as she thought. Mother Song had a relieved smile on her lips. It turned out that she didn't care anymore.

Looking at the lush greenery outside the window, Song's mother said softly, "Yeah, he was the one who was sorry for me, I shouldn't have run away... I should put on my tough clothes and tear down the scumbags with my hands, but..."

"No, at that time, I couldn't do it."

A low breath permeated the air.

Ning's mother patted her best friend's shoulder, she was full of masculinity, "Okay, after so many years, let's let the scumbag go to the ground, even thinking about him thinks it's a waste of brain capacity."

"The world is so beautiful, we should spend more time enjoying life, right?"

Song's mother nodded, "Yes, these years, I have lived a very good life, eating, working, sleeping, living a fulfilling and satisfying life, and having Xiaoyu with me... I am content."

small fish?

Ding!
The black eyes were instantly lit up.

Ning's mother's eyes were shining brightly, she locked on her best friend, and said excitedly, "Xu Xu, where's Xiaoyu? Where's my daughter-in-law?"

(End of this chapter)