Wen Tai knew that he was so angry that the god in front of him was once again, so he quickly bowed his head and with a "bang", Young Master Qingcheng knocked on his head again.
"Oh! It hurts!"
The one who screams is not the one who is beaten, but the one who is hitting someone.
This time I knocked hard, and I made a lot of force. My wrist sprained. Young Master Qingcheng hugged his right hand, and his eyes were full of tears. He looked charming and charming.
"Is it okay? Doesn't it hurt?" The person who was beaten quickly asked the person who beat him with concern, for fear that something would happen to him.
"Okay, okay, I won't be angry with you anymore. I'll listen to you, don't cry!" The handsome book boy like Louis Koo's version of Yang Guo quickly said with a congratulation. When he saw that the tears were not falling, he couldn't help but feel soft.
"Wuwuwu... Then you don't call me young master!"
"Young master, your husband! I'm calling you young master, stop crying! It doesn't hurt anymore!" Wen Tai said hurriedly as he said, and coaxing him clumsyly like coaxing a child.
Young Master Qingcheng immediately stopped crying. In the blink of an eye, the tears disappeared without a trace. He smiled and said with a successful smile: "Okay, this is what you said. If you want to listen to me, call me Young Master!"
Wen Tai stared at the huge change of face change in an instant, which was faster than the sky, and said like a child: "You little girl liar! You lied to me! You are still the famous young master Qingcheng. Everyone admires you so much, but I didn't expect you to lie!"
Young Master Qingcheng stretched out his hand and pointed at him and said happily: "Oh? You admit that I am famous, right?"
"I'm not. If you lie to me, you will be even worse than our young master! Humph!" Wen Tai turned his face.
During this period, he was sent by the young master to follow him to protect her. He was originally a big boy who was very unspeakable, but with her, he couldn't help but want to anger her. She didn't care, it would be better in a while. The two of them were like children of the same age. Wen Tai felt that he had been so happy during this period. Although she sometimes likes teasing him, it would be fine if he didn't care.
"Oh! Follow me and think about other people's good things, then you go! I don't want you anymore. I have never seen such a disobedient book boy!" Young Master Qingcheng walked forward and waved his jade hand and said.
Wen Tai was anxious when he heard this. How could this be possible? The great task entrusted by the young master has not been completed yet, so how could he go back? He was scolded by the young master.
What's more, as Young Master Qingcheng's fame grew, she became increasingly unsafe in this seemingly ordinary big blue country. How could he leave at this time?
He followed the boy in front of him a few steps and said flatteringly: "The young master is so charming and elegant, everyone knows this. He will definitely not care about me, right?"
The young master snorted arrogantly, brushed a plum blossom and walked forward.
Wen Tai quickly said, "People often say that the prime minister can hold a boat in his stomach, and the young master is beautiful. That's not an ordinary person. Naturally, he can hold several boats, right?"
The young master's beautiful Bai Baiyu subconsciously touched her lower abdomen, stood still, and said angrily: "Die Wentai, do you think I'm very fat? I have a big belly?"