The Scum Girl's Self-Help Guide

Chapter 170 Power of Heaven 11
An hour later, Si Yujiao came out of the bathroom, and saw a man in a loose bathrobe, showing a large abdominal muscle, lying on his side on the bed with his left hand, holding a large bouquet of purple and white roses in his right hand, watching her come out , eyes lit up: "Yujiao, your beauty is the only one in the world, and your face is as delicate and beautiful as this bouquet of roses. If you appear in the eyes of the public like this, it is really dangerous. Why don't you let me be your flower protector? In the next few decades, I will protect you like I protect this bouquet of roses."

Si Yujiao looked at the man with her half-dry hair and her plain face, her eyes were full of doubts. After he finished speaking, she finally couldn't help but stepped forward and touched the man's forehead, "Did you have a fever and burn your brain out?" gone?"

The original romantic atmosphere was completely destroyed by Si Yujiao's interruption, Feng Wulian put the flower into Si Yujiao's hand, and smiled awkwardly: "Didn't you ask me to praise you?"

It was only then that Si Yujiao realized that the tongue-twisters that were similar to the chattering of foreign court ladies in the Middle Ages, were they praising her? !

"Did you find the words on the Internet?" Si Yujiao lowered her head and smelled the roses, the faint fragrance, her favorite flower, then looked up at Feng Wulian who got up from the bed and was getting dressed.

"This..." Feng Wulian didn't want to admit that he was the one who said some of the second-year remarks just now, so she nodded without thinking too much, and admitted it: "I haven't praised others, I just said it on the Internet. Learned from it."

Si Yujiao curled her lips, looked at Feng Wulian's red ears, and finally laughed: "Forget it, for the sake of this bouquet of roses, I will spare you."

Feng Wuli raised the corners of her mouth slightly, stood up and stretched her hands over Si Yujiao's slender waist, and buried her head on her shoulder, "Then you won't leave me this time, will you?"

The low murmur sounded a little aggrieved.

Hearing the familiar tone, Si Yujiao's eyes darkened, and some images recalled in her mind:
The delicate, weak but decisive Yu Lianli fell into her arms, covered in blood, looking at her with watery cat eyes, muttering in his mouth softly: "So Yujiao is already tired of it." You’re so polite..." "Yujiao, can you kiss me?"

That arrogant and clingy Qin Lianyu cried, her eyes turned red from crying and she choked up: "When you get well, I'll take you to my concert, and we'll go to receive the award together... I like you so much, if you die No, I don't live anymore..."

The possessive Wang Lianlin was burned all over because he turned into a zombie. When he was unconscious, he still curled up on the ground and subconsciously chanted, "Become... become a zombie, find... find Yujiao."

The opera singer Wu Lianqiu, who seemed to have walked out of an ink painting, lay beside her coffin, his eyes red silently: "I will come to see you again in the next life, okay?"

The ghost king, who had been imprisoned for thousands of years and was silent and lonely, failed to guard her body, and his eyes turned red: "Don't be afraid, Yujiao, when I solve all this, I will come to accompany you, and I won't make you wait for a long time this time. "

In the last turn of the picture, we return to the original snow top.

"You shouldn't have come."

Deep and stubborn feelings welled up from the bottom of Si Yujiao's heart for a moment, and she remembered that it turned out that he was the same person who experienced so many worlds.

Looking at the man in front of her, Si Yujiao suddenly laughed, put her arms around Feng Wulian's waist, and whispered in his ear, "I will never leave you." She will never let go.

Feng Wulian was surrounded by a burst of sweet fragrance, and her heart was full of thoughts, but seeing Si Yujiao looked at her with red eyes, she couldn't help but feel pain in her heart, "Did I make you cry again?"

Si Yujiao shook her head, didn't speak, just leaned her head on Feng Wulian's shoulder, hot tears wet Feng Wulian's thin clothes, only scalding his heart ache.

I couldn't help but comforted me repeatedly: "If I did something wrong, you can tell me, or you can scold me and hit me. Don't cry..."

Seeing that the tears of the woman in her arms didn't seem to stop at all, Feng Wulian couldn't help but began to think about what he said that made her angry and sad.

After thinking for a long time, Feng Wulian's face turned pale, and he held Si Yujiao's flushed face with trembling hands: "If...if you feel that staying by my side makes you so painful, I...I won't Will force you, who do you like, I'll catch you back? Don't cry, okay?"

Si Yujiao sobbed and wiped her tears, and glared at Feng Wulian with eyes red from crying: "Will you arrest whoever I like?"

Feng Wulian's face turned even paler, he closed the hands hidden behind his back and clenched them into fists, his veins showing, "As long as you are happy, I will catch it for you."

Seeing Feng Wulian's nervous appearance, Si Yujiao sighed softly, as expected, no matter which world he was in, he couldn't express himself well.

But it doesn't matter, as long as she understands his heart.

Thinking about it, Si Yujiao stretched out her arms to hug him, and said with a strong nasal voice that she had just cried: "Don't move, I'll catch him."

Feng Wulian froze and was stunned for a long time: "You are not..."

"What am I not?" Si Yujiao heard what he said and suddenly raised her head and stared into his eyes, "Do you think you will feel aggrieved when I am around you? Or do you have no confidence in what I just told you? Will I never leave you?"

Feng Wulian opened his mouth, but didn't say anything.

Although he did not really believe in Si Yujiao's willingness to stay by his side in his heart, but seeing her now, he dared not speak out.

Seeing his silent expression, Si Yujiao still didn't know what he was thinking. She held his hand and said seriously: "I, Si Yujiao, swear that I will never leave Feng Wulian in my life. If I violate my oath, I will let him I can't..." Good death!
Before Si Yujiao finished speaking, Feng Wulian lowered his head and kissed her lips, swallowing the rest of the words into his belly.

After a while, the two reluctantly parted.

Feng Wulian looked at the blushing woman in front of her, and said softly, "You are not allowed to say such things."

Si Yujiao saw that he had coaxed this person well, and also agreed: "Okay, okay, don't talk, don't talk."

"Yujiao, marry me." Feng Wulian looked at the charming woman in front of him, his thoughts moved slightly.

"Okay." Si Yujiao agreed without hesitation. After so many lives, this time she just wanted to accompany him until his old age.

Feng Wulian was stunned for a moment, as if she didn't expect her to agree so readily, and she couldn't believe it.

That Si Yujiao, who quarreled with her every time she met her, and turned around and left angrily before she could say a few words, agreed to her marriage proposal? !
"Hey! What are you thinking?" Si Yujiao stretched out her hand and shook it in front of his eyes, but she still didn't get a response, so she couldn't help asking.

(End of this chapter)