Chapter 1302: : You will **** me off sooner or later

These things Michelle said, I didn't say to sister Yue.
In fact, this is not a secret, after all, as early as 60 or 70 years ago, MacArthur said.
Of course, not many people will believe it.
Just as Napoleon said when he did not want to wake the sleeping lion.
At that time, many people believed it.
But now, Napoleon's prediction has been gradually realized.
Big shots, naturally there are big shots.
Believing what they have said is only good for people, not bad.
So why doesn't Butters believe it?
If he believed it, it wouldn't become a cold corpse.
Michelle looked at the corpse that was once her lover, comrade-in-arms, and brother, raised his hand to make a cross on his chest, then knelt on one knee and picked up the corpse from the ground.
She walked to Sister Yue, who was sitting on a chair, applying ice cubes to her face, and whispered: "Sister Yue, please allow me to bury him."
As if she hadn't heard her, she just stared at the beautiful face in the mirror.
She couldn't figure it out. With such a beautiful face, how could Li Nanfang slap it over?
It's still a bit of a pity that the kid cherishes sweetness and pity. When she smashed sister Yue's face, he just took her away, making half of her face red and swollen and the corner of her mouth bleeding, but he did not spit out a few broken teeth.
"Hey, the degree of his confidence recovery is still not strong."
Sui Yueyue sighed faintly in her heart, thinking so.
If Li Nanfang's confidence recovery trend is good, then this slap of her can break at least a few of her teeth.
He didn't dare to do that.
It proves his confidence, and his recovery is average.
After all, only a fully confident man can smash the teeth of a beautiful woman when she draws her big mouth.
"However, it is barely possible."
Sister Yue smiled slightly at herself in the mirror, but she didn't even look at Michelle, and asked slowly: "Michelle, would you blame me for killing Butters?"
Xiao Xiong is Xiao Xiong. Sister Yue made no secret of it. It was the Butters who was shot to the head by Li Nanfang. It was the fact that she died in her hands.
Without any hesitation, Michelle shook his head and replied, "No."
Sui Yueyue then looked at her: "Isn't it, or dare you?"
"No, not even dare."
"why?"
"Because he is immortal, all four of us will die."
"why?"
Sui Yueyue repeated these four words again, and looked back at the beauty who was walking along the path from the sea of ​​flowers.
He smiled gently and raised his hand to say hello.
Michel didn’t look there, but said truthfully:
Butters has ambitions. We say that we don’t agree with him, but we still think that he is our comrade-in-arms and brotherhood, and we can’t do anything to him. This way, over time, we It is possible to be deceived by his incessant enthusiasm and have the ambition to betray Sister Yue. As a result, we will die.
"You are right."
With the back of her head facing Michelle Yue Jie, she still smiled sweetly at Yue Zitong who came by, but her tone of voice did not smile.
Only disdainful Lengsen: "People like Li Nanfang can be played by me. Hehe, what kind of thing is Butters, dare to have ambitions in front of me."
Michelle bent over and said in a low voice: "But we won't. I will collect his body, just to see his lover, comrade-in-arms, brotherhood. I also ask Yuejie to complete it."
"I'm not stingy enough to be angry with a dead person, go."
Sister Yue waved her hand, got up from the chair, smiled and said hello: "Mr. Yue, have you rested?"
"If you fall asleep during the day, the night will be long and sleepless at night."
Yue Zitong glanced at Michel, who was holding Butters' corpse and walking away quickly, sat on the chair opposite Sui Yueyue.
Sui Yueyue also sat down, still smiling, "Mr. Yue, you should have heard the words that men love to say. Beautiful women are all coming out of sleep. Therefore, I think you should pay more attention to rest. This will prevent premature wrinkles on your face."
"I'm not afraid."
Yue Zitong filled his glass of red wine and shook it in his hand a few times.
Then he looked up at Sui Yueyue: "There is a real problem. Ask the man to draw a few big mouths on his face, and the face will be swollen, and the wrinkles will disappear ---- Yo, sister Yue, so you too You know this trick. But why are you only swollen on your left cheek? Besides, you are still young, so there is no need to be pumped by a man for the time being."
"I just want to try the wrinkle-removing and beautifying method that Mr. Yue said, it doesn't work.
The smile in Sui Yueyue's eyes was not reduced because of Yue Zitong's cynicism.
Instead, he raised his hand to caress his red cheeks, smiled and said, "But at present, although this method is effective, it is also very painful."
What Yue Zitong hated the most was that when others were ridiculed by her, not only did he not get angry, but he said that it was good without skin and face.
This made her lose her interest in playing, and she simply said: "Sui Yueyue, in front of you with so many people, it feels so good that my little nephew shook his mouth?"
"Of course not good."
The smile on Sui Yueyue's face slowly receded: "But I did this to make President Yue you go back alive. Therefore, you should thank me instead of mocking me."
She said so, it makes sense.
She was slapped by Li Nanfang just to help Li Nanfang find confidence.
If she fails, then Yue Zitong, who must help him find his confidence, might really irritate him with death.
Of course not really dead-no matter how much the little nephew loves his aunt, the aunt will not die for him.
Is that a dream?
But Sui Yueyue didn't know, so she said that.
After a pause, Sui Yueyue looked down at the table and said, "Otherwise, I can't guarantee that if your brain gets hot, you will bury a beautiful lady like you, President Yue, with people like Butters."
Yue Zitong stared, and shouted in a low voice: "Dare you?"
"Would you like to try?"
Sui Yueyue suddenly raised her head and confronted her.
This woman's heart, of course, was not what it was on the surface, she was so happy that Li Nanfang made a big mouth.
In fact, she breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.
After all, no one likes to be sucked.
This sulking anger was aroused by Yue Zitong.
When women get angry, they usually go crazy----
Sui Yueyue, who was crazy, might really bury Yue Zitong alive.
The big deal is not to establish a nation.
It was just killed by Li Nanfang.
What's so great?
Sui Yueyue's eyes burst out like a laser, making Yue Zitong aware of the danger.
Just now, Yue Zitong is not uncommon to die.
Then, there is no need to stimulate Sui Yueyue.
But to let the proud main palace, in the silent battle with Yue sister, be defeated in a desperate manner, wouldn't she be very faceless?
Have to think of a way to resolve the current embarrassment.
Yue Zitong's thoughts were transferred, and he was thinking about it.
In the past, when Li Nanfang wanted to divert her attention, he would suddenly ask a question.
Then, the servant successfully attracted his aunt's anger.
When she finally realized that she was fooled, her anger had long since vanished.
Looking at Sui Yueyue's increasingly crazy eyes, Yue Zitong said: "What does the resurrected Legion of Death mean?"
"what?"
As Yue Zitong had hoped, Sui Yueyue was shocked immediately.
The crazy bright color in his eyes dimmed immediately and disappeared.
"Michelle said, we should be fortunate to live in the age after the resurrection of the Legion of the Dead."
Yue Zi's children's clothes pretended to be pretended for a while before he continued: "I don't know what she is talking about, can you figure it out?"
"Can't figure it out."
Sui Yueyue lifted the glass, and secretly relieved.
She was a little grateful to Yue Zitong.
I am grateful that she can switch the subject in time to avoid losing her mind, then going crazy and doing stupid things that she regrets after death.
But while grateful for her, he would curse in his heart for fear of death.
What is there to be afraid of dead ghosts?
cut.
Yue Zitong didn't care.
The world is so beautiful, the little nephew still needs her to conquer thoroughly, of course he can't die.
"Can I smoke?"
Yue Zitong's complexion is really thick, as soon as she is soft, she pretends to be a lady and wants to smoke.
Sui Yueyue waved her hand: "Whatever."
There are two boxes of cigarettes on the table, which are the Greater China that Li Nanfang is used to.
After vomiting a smoke ring beautifully, Yue Zitong spoke again: "You help him find a way to be confident, it seems a little bloody."
Sui Yueyue didn't speak, just stared at the wine glass and didn't know what she was thinking.
After touching his nose again, Yue Zitong continued his efforts: "Could you tell me, what are you going to do next?"
"No."
This time, Sui Yueyue coldly rejected her.
"I can't forget it. Fortunately, I am a magnanimous person and never care about such trivial matters with others."
Yue Zitong found that her ability to justify herself was getting bigger and bigger.
Of course, the skin should be thicker.
Sui Yueyue obviously didn't know what she had thought of, but when she needed to be cleaned up, she just broke her mouth: "Are there any guests coming today?"
According to Sister Yue’s plan, there were three big fat pigs that came to the arch.
Currently one is chatting with her endlessly, and the second one has already returned home crying, so only the fat pig, Shangdao Sakura, has not come yet.
Maybe it's because she is the furthest away from here.
"Not today."
Sui Yueyue squeezed her mouth and looked up and replied, "However, I will come tomorrow. At that time, I hope Mr. Yue can stay in the room and watch the show. Don’t be like now, always chattering and annoying. Up."
After Sui Yueyue finished speaking, she drank the wine in her glass in one sip, stood up, turned and walked quickly towards the bamboo building.
Hou was in the distance, and Alice, who was in a daze, immediately chased after seeing this.
Very rarely, after being threatened by Sui Yueyue, Yue Zitong was not angry.
Mr. Yue didn't have any brains at all.
She could see that Sui Yueyue was quite unhappy now.
As long as Sui Yueyue is not happy, of course Mr. Yue will be happy.
Looking up at the sky, Yue Zitong also stood up and walked to the mountain at the end of the poppy flower sea after slowly vomiting a smoke ring.
There is a cliff on the mountain.
On the edge of the cliff, there is a guardrail more than one meter high.
Li Nanfang was lying on the guardrail, looking down in a daze.
"Do you feel life? Or are you thinking about how to give birth?"
Yue Zitong walked to him, raised his hand and wiped the fine sweat on his forehead. He was a little bit delicate and panted and said, "Oh, I'm old. I've only climbed a small mound now, and I'm tired and sweaty."
Li Nanfang looked like a deaf man, still staring at the depression under the cliff, motionless.
"Hey, talking to you, didn't you hear me."
Yue Zitong raised his foot and gently kicked his leg.
Li Nanfang stood up, turned and walked down the mountain.
"Fuck, I finally climbed up, why did you leave again?"
Yue Zitong was a little angry, and paused and said: "You little conscience, stop for me."
Li Nanfang is still deaf.
"You have to me off sooner or later."
Pointing to the back of Li Nanfang with his right finger, Yue Zitong nodded and hung weakly.
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