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Chapter 50 50. An can tell if I am male or female (7)

The young man abused me thousands of times, and I treated the young man like first love.

Even though she was verbally abused twice, Song Xiwu still held her broken heart and leaned over to care about others.

Who made her a foolish and sweet heroine with no brains?

Xiao Bailian was so wronged that she cried.

She loves a white lotus, but she wants to turn into a piece of brown candy.

All, you still said that you didn't eat your conscience?
System... The system has been autistic recently, and refuses to talk to mentally handicapped people with mental illnesses!

"You, you didn't eat anything yesterday, let's have some porridge."

Song Xiwu put the porcelain bowl containing hot porridge next to the boy, glanced at him carefully, and said timidly.

The boy lay on the straw and turned his head to one side, ignoring her.

Xiao Bailian felt wronged, but Xiao Bailian didn't say anything.

She asked weakly, "Aren't you hungry?"

The young man continued to put on his unruly and cold airs, but unfortunately, the hardware conditions were not worthy of his temper.

Gugu, his stomach answered Song Xiwu very honestly.

The scene was a bit awkward for a while.

The boy's face turned red and blue, and it was the first time in his life that he was so embarrassed and ashamed.

He picked up the bowl and drank a bowl of porridge fiercely.

Bang, the boy dropped the bowl and yelled at Song Xiwu angrily, "Get out!"

Xiao Bailian was so wronged that tears rolled down her face, and she left with an empty bowl in her hand, obediently and pitifully.

That miserable little appearance made the young man look more and more vexatious and vicious.

My conscience hurts a little!
The young man supported his drowsy head. It must be that the porridge was too hot and he drank too much, which caused some heart problems.

He denied other reasons.

Song Xiwu put the bowl in front of the iron railing so that the prisoner could take it back.

The hot hand temperature remaining on the bowl made Xiao Bailian sigh sadly.

Alas, next time I can ask the cell boss to deliver some hot porridge just out of the pan.

The hero of her destiny seems to like to pour very, very hot porridge.

As a silly white sweet who only has a love brain left, of course he should be the main one in everything.

Whatever he likes, she will give him without complaint or regret.

I am moved by my deep affection, ying ying ~
system:……

It advised her to be a human being!
……

Life in prison was boring, and Song Xiwu was like a hardworking bee, surrounding the boy every day.

In the first few days, the boy would tell her to "scroll" viciously.

Every time, Song Xiwu was just full of small grievances, and never turned back.

The teenager thought she would at least stay away from him.

However, within a few hours, she turned around and gave him food and drink, and even gave him the clean-looking quilt.

It was as soft as a bun, and could be flattened and rounded by anyone at will, making people want to bully her to death.

But he felt that he was really committing a crime by bullying her, and that he was not as good as a beast.

The young man always feels very stuffy, so he has no choice but to ignore her and maintain his noble and glamorous style.

Moreover, I don't know if it's because God doesn't want him to bully others.

After yelling at her earlier, he either drank porridge that could boil him, or ate steamed buns filled with Xiaoqiang stuffing, and was almost bitten by mice several times at night.

Such a coincidence?

The young man naturally suspected that Song Xiwu was responsible.

However, when he looked over coldly, what he met was a soft and temperless white bun face with almond eyes, innocent and clean like a little fairy boy.

Did she grow up drinking xianlu?
As soon as this thought came to his mind, the young man's face darkened instantly, and his slender white fingers were placed on his forehead. His brain was really burned out.

Song Xiwu rarely got the eyes of her family's man of destiny, and a little white lotus swayed with joy.

She moved over obediently and carefully, and asked softly, "How is your body? Does the wound still hurt?"

The young man's thin lips twitched slightly, and he labeled her as "sick in the brain" in his heart.

After all, when a normal person is called "fuck off" over and over again by others, good intentions will turn into hatred.

What about her?

No matter how much he scolded, how coldly he refused, it was fine if he didn't have the slightest temper, and he kept moving towards him.

The boy really couldn't understand her.

Is she...

The boy looked at her coldly and sharply.

Song Xiwu was so frightened by his cold eyes that her little face turned pale, and she bit her lips in fear. Those watery and soft eyes had nothing but anxiety.

Calculation, utilitarianism, no negative emotions at all.

How could someone be so clean?It is like a ball of snow-white balls, clean and flawless, ready to be rubbed.

Damn it!

The young man withdrew his eyes indifferently, maybe not only his brain had a problem, but his eyes were also broken.

No one can keep pretending without revealing any flaws.

He wants to see how long she can pretend?
Xiaobailian shook the pure white petals in her heart: forever and ever!

The young man would never have imagined that Song Xiwu would come to this world of the examination room, and the mission was him, power and wealth, what did he have to do with her?I can't take it away!

So, he wants to expose her true colors?
Impossible, impossible in this lifetime!
Xiaobailian swears to defend her character design to the death, and will never be struck by lightning!

system:……

Why did it say these four words so cheaply?

It's fine if it doesn't scare her, and it also provides a stage for this dead white lotus who is so heavenly.

I can't think about it, it hurts even more to think about jio!
Seeing that the boy didn't scold her, Song Xiwu's eyes shone brightly, and the silly and sweet efforts finally paid off.

Don't arrange Xiaoqiang steamed buns for him next time!

She is just so kind.

So moved.

Xiao Bailian looked at the boy shyly, thinking that they could be friends first.

"My name is Song... Song Long, son, what is your last name?"

The young man kept a pretty face cold and ignored the fool.

But Xiao Bailian was not discouraged, she must have a good relationship with her own man of destiny.

It's not scary to be cold-eyed, what's scary is the lightning strike.

There's no such thing as coldness, it's just a silly white sweet with an abnormal brain that can't be melted.

Make a fist and come on!
The system really doesn't understand why this dead white lotus can be so good at blacking herself?

It seems that there is no reason why she can't make waves!
This woman is simply not too scary.

Xiao Bailian didn't care about everything that was so stupid, she was busy turning herself into a piece of brown candy, clinging to the boy.

The fourth law of the heroine of the ancient abusive literature: there is no cold face that I can't post.

Song Xiwu continued innocently: "I am the prince of the Song Dynasty. I was arrested and imprisoned here because I came to peace talks. What about you?"

Well, to go one step further with the Man of Destiny, that is to trust him, trust him, and keep no secrets from him.

Besides, did she, a brainless fool, do such difficult moves as emptiness and deception?
The young man looked at her with a very strange gaze, and his pretty handsome face seemed to be asking: Are you mentally retarded?

Does she know how terrible her current status is in this land ruled by the great salt lord?
What's more, to what extent is Song Long notorious?

That is a dog thief that almost everyone in the world is stabbing his villain.

Isn't she afraid that she also has a grudge against Song Long, and if she knows her identity, she will directly strangle her to death?

But the young man looked at the stupid and soft innocent 'boy' who seemed to have no intentions.

He was suspicious, was she really that cruel little beast in the legend?

　My editor misremembered the time of PK, it was the 16th!
　　The rabbit looked at the sky. The energy he had just mustered up yesterday was suddenly shattered today!

　　Haha, there will be another update on the 16th. In the past few days, Rabbit will save the manuscript and finish the Empress’ book.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)