The group favorite little girl took the whole family to cultivate immortality and ascended

Chapter 47 Do you think I'm sweet enough?

After bidding farewell to Jiang Qinian and Jiang Yunchu, Song Yao and Yan Sui walked slowly towards Shangshufu.

Of course, Song Yao didn't know the way, and followed Yan Sui.

"elder brother."

"Ok?"

Song Yao seemed to be in a good mood, with crooked eyebrows and a slight smile on her lips. She stepped forward and walked around to Yan Sui, walking backwards facing him.

Seeing this, Yan Sui's heart tightened, and he frowned and said, "Slow down."

However, Song Yao smiled disapprovingly: "Do you think we will win?"

Yan Sui frowned slightly, and thought for a while: "Not sure."

"Hey, can't you say good things?" Song Yao looked at him with her small mouth resentful, "You are hurting my creative confidence!"

Hearing this, Yan Sui's eyes darkened, and while watching behind her, he replied slowly: "Then I believe you will be able to do well."

Hearing what Yan Sui said, Song Yao nodded in satisfaction. Just as she was about to say something more, Yan Sui suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms.

Song Yao felt dizzy for a while, but when she came to her senses, she found that she was being firmly protected in Yan Sui's arms.

She froze for a moment, then turned around and saw a little girl about three or four years old holding candied haws.

The little girl was standing there blankly, looking up at Yan Sui in a daze with her small face up, and she was about to cry from fright.

Song Yao pursed her lips, turned her head to look at Yan Sui's unconcealed expression, and said, "I'm fine, don't scare her."

Hearing this, Yan Sui took a deep breath, looked down at Song Yao, and said after a while, "Stay by my side."

"Ok!"

At this time, a woman rushed up, knelt down and hugged the little girl, bowed her head and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, the child is ignorant and disturbed the nobleman, so don't blame the nobleman."

Song Yao looked at her and blinked, and said softly: "It's okay, Ma'am, please get up."

"Thank you, thank you girl."

Huo Min stood up tremblingly, lowering her head, not even daring to look at Song Yao.

Even for the shoes on Song Yao's feet, the price is beyond the imagination of someone like her.

Song Yao nodded, and was about to leave when, out of the corner of her eye, she caught a bruise on Huo Min's arm exposed from the cuff.

She froze for a moment, frowned and said, "Ma'am, this is in your hand..."

"Ah, it's okay, I fell myself, please trouble the girl."

Seeing that Huo Min didn't want to say more, Song Yao nodded and left with Yan Sui without asking any further questions.

Seeing Song Yao's leaving back, Huo Min was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head, his eyes darkened.

Yesterday, after Huo Min was severely beaten by her husband He Sheng, she was sore all over and took a long time to get up. She said she was going to report to the police, but He Sheng was extremely arrogant.

"I was the wife of the third girl of the Song family. The whole Song family will cover me. Sue if you have the ability, and hold back if you don't!!"

Thinking of what He Sheng said, Huo Min's eyelashes trembled, and he dared not report to the police no matter what.

Song Mansion... If Song Mansion really wanted to protect He Sheng, then she would not do anything to He Sheng anyway. Not only that, she might suffer even more serious beatings.

She dare not gamble.

"Mom, why did Daddy beat you?"

Huo Min looked at her disastrously thin daughter, and her heart felt like being twisted with a rope. She suppressed the soreness at the tip of her nose and smiled: "Maybe...it's because mother didn't do well."

The little girl who was only four years old blinked her big watery eyes and looked at her, not knowing whether she believed it or not.

Huo Min didn't think too much about this, and just said: "Let's go, your father should be exhausted if you go back late."

……

Shang Shufu.

Song Yao had just returned from Yan Sui's place after dinner, and ordered Xia Cao to call out all the noodles.

Looking at the men standing neatly in a row, Song Yao smiled and asked, "Recently...how are you doing?"

Hearing this, several people looked at each other in dismay, and said with a smile: "Very...very good."

Hearing this answer, Song Yao nodded with satisfaction: "The Song family raised you, and it's not for you to come and eat for free. Since you are in good health, show me."

"……"exhibit?How to show it? ?Is it possible to take off your clothes to show your muscles? ?

Xiao Er pursed her lips, took a step forward, and began to untie her belt in front of everyone.

Seeing this, Song Yao was surprised for a moment, her crescent eyebrows frowned slightly, and she asked in confusion, "What are you doing?"

"I... no, I'm going to show the girl my figure." The more he said, the lower his head was buried, and the roots of his ears were a little red.

Song Yao: "..." You understand.

Seeing that the little girl was still shy, Song Yao was a little speechless.

She shook her head and said, "I didn't ask you to take off your clothes."

"The show I'm talking about is for you to fight."

"..." Fight? ! ! !

Fortunately, you can figure it out, how can a weak man like us, who is delicate and weak and easy to be pushed down, do such a rude thing as a fight. If it gets out, will there be any girls from good families willing to want us? !

Seeing no response from the few people, Song Yao raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Move, is the bone broken?"

Looking at Song Yao's gloomy smile, the few wanted to cry but could only pretend to move.

And Song Yao was sitting on a chair, drinking tea leisurely, looking at these people's... flamboyant fists and legs, and shaking his head.

It's fine if you don't know martial arts, don't you even have strength? ?

"Okay, okay, okay." Song Yao waved his hand, and said helplessly, "You guys should continue to run around with sandbags on, Xia Cao, and watch them run."

"Yes, girl."

Not long after Song Yao returned to the room, Yan Sui brought in today's soup.

Smelling the bitter smell of the medicine, Song Yao's small face wrinkled, and she said in disgust: "Brother, you really... take this matter to heart."

"It's not for you to take good care of your body." Yan Sui sighed, and put the medicine on the table, "Come here."

Song Yao gritted her teeth and moved slowly, while Yan Sui was very patient, just looking at her like this.

No matter how slow it is, it has to be moved anyway.

"Okay." Yan Sui looked at Song Yao who started to move in place, laughed dumbly, stretched out his hand to pinch her wrist, and pulled her over.

He picked up the medicine bowl, put it in Song Yao's hand, and said softly, "Drink."

Song Yao: "..."

"elder brother."

"Ok?"

Song Yao blinked, looked up at Yan Sui, and said weakly, "Is there any sugar?"

Hearing this, Yan Sui raised his eyebrows: "Candy, yes."

He suddenly became playful, hooked the corners of his mouth, looked down at Song Yao slightly, and said with a smile, "Do you think I'm sweet enough?"

Song Yao: "..."

I didn't feel it was sweet or not, but the joke was cold enough.

(End of this chapter)