Sweet concubine ninety-nine

Chapter 159 Even if you say bad things behind your back, you will be deducted 4
The middle-aged man smiled, then patted Bei Chenyue on the shoulder and said, "That's right, don't worry, the steps this time are much simpler than before."

"Um……"

Bei Chenyue looked at him with a loveless expression on his face.

"The life points deducted for speaking bad things will naturally be made up for by speaking good words." The middle-aged man shook his head and said to Bei Chenyue: "Let me do the math, you probably said about Mu Jiujiu just now. More than 20 bad words..."

"Wait!!" Bei Chen frowned, stretched out his hand and made a pause gesture to the middle-aged man and said, "Why did I say bad things about her more than 20 times just now?? Just tell me, how could I?" In a word, isn’t that telling the truth?? Isn’t she cruel? Isn’t she cruel?? Didn’t she beat more than 50 people to death one by one... um... um..."

Before Bei Chenyue finished speaking, the middle-aged man came up directly, covered his mouth and said, "Stop talking, stop talking, if you keep talking, your remaining one, two or three hours will be lost soon. Gone."

"If you continue to do this, your body will never recover for the rest of your life. If your health fails, if your grandfather loses the election because of you, you will just wait for him to scold you every day!!"

Bei Chen listened to his words, pulled his hand covering his mouth, frowned and said, "What is my grandfather running for?"

"No...it's nothing..." The middle-aged man realized that he had slipped his tongue, and hurriedly changed the topic: "Anyways, plus the bad things you said just now, you said a total of thirty bad things about Mu Jiujiu."

"Didn't I just say a word?" Bei Chenyue said angrily.

"Anyway, let's add up to thirty sentences." The middle-aged man explained to Bei Chenyue indifferently.

Bei Chen took a deep breath, tried to make his voice sound calmer, and said, "So now, I have to say more than 30 nice words to Mu Jiujiu in order to continue my life?"

"No."

The middle-aged man looked at Bei Chenyue sympathetically, shook his head, and said in a low voice: "You have to say more than 300 nice things to her."

Bei Chenyue:? ? ?

"As the saying goes, bad words hurt people in June Han." The middle-aged man explained to Bei Chenyue seriously: "The harm caused to people by speaking bad words must be made up for by more good words, and if you want to make up, It's probably like one equals ten..."

Bei Chenyue: "I want to die..."

Middle-aged man: "All pig feast."

Bei Chenyue: "Okay, do you have anything else to do?"

The middle-aged man shook his head and said: "No more, you go quickly, if you don't go, your life value will be gone, I'm leaving, goodbye."

Bei Chenyue: "..."

Goodbye, goodbye, he doesn't want to see anyone, okay! ?
"Brother Yue, Brother Yue...??"

Bei Chenyue slowly woke up under Yan Feiyun's urgent call.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Yan Feiyun's anxious expression.

Seeing that he had woken up, Yan Feiyun hurriedly took a step forward, supported his arm and made him sit up against the bed and said, "Brother Yue, how are you feeling? Didn't you feel fine just now? Why are you walking?" Suddenly fainted??"

Bei Chen took a deep breath, waved his hand towards Yan Feiyun and said, "I'm fine..."

(End of this chapter)