Sick, he's the best

Chapter 21 People must learn to automatically filter
"Change the shovel next time, save effort."

Yang Ziheng whose mouth was sealed:? ? ? ? ?
next time?

next time?

And next time? ?
Yang Ziheng's lungs were about to explode.

He never thought that Jiang Mingrou would do such a terrible thing to him!

How dare he bury him alive!
Yang Ziheng was frightened and frightened for a moment, he watched the loess gradually cover his body, and he suddenly felt cold hands and feet.

A huge sense of panic hit his head, making him feel bad.

"No no no no no."

He stared at Jiang Mingrou's face with wide eyes, unable to make a sound, he could only shake his head violently, begging for mercy with all his strength, Jiang Mingrou didn't even look at him.

Yang Ziheng trembled violently, looking at Jiang Mingrou's cold face, he was terrified.

If this woman wants to kill him, he will never live until tomorrow!
Jiang Mingrou raised her eyes, dropped the shovel in her hand, and gave him a cold look: "Shut up!"

Those deep eyes, as deep as an ancient well, made people tremble in the depths of their souls. Jiang Mingrou's temper became irritable, but Fu Shennian's eyebrows and eyes were raised slightly, and his faint voice contained a hint of a smile. .

"He has a big temper."

Fu Qing looked at the master and servant who were digging and burying people under the moon, and said to his Patriarch: "Master, you are digging, digging, why is Patriarch Jiang losing his temper?"

"It probably came during those few days of every month." Fu Shennian looked at Jiang Mingrou with a smile on his face, and said lightly with his lips curled up.

That smile was genuine.

But Fu Qing felt terrified, often when the Patriarch smiled, it would kill someone! !
panic...

He straightened up and said to Fu Qing, "Okay, Fu Qing, since you're here, you're here."

"Give me a hand and help Patriarch Jiang bury someone."

"To prevent some women from going to outsiders to slander us for not being a gentleman."

Fu Qing: Lord, have we been gentlemen?
What is a gentleman?
Fu Qing recalled his past life, it seems that he never had it.

What I hate the most are some women with big breasts and no brains, no, it should be the creature that hates women the most.

They almost wondered if their master liked men. After all, he was already 22 and hadn't had a girlfriend yet. The old lady was about to die of anxiety.

There are a bunch of photos of those rich ladies on the table, all carefully selected, and my father didn't like any of them.

Every time a batch came, they were sent back.

The old lady was so anxious that she almost put a man on her grandfather's bed.

You said that a man is 22, even if there is no woman, there must be a crush, right?If you don't even have a crush, you should really be in a hurry.

Could it be that there is a problem?
Just because of her grandfather's object, the old lady was very anxious.

Fu Shennian is dignified and elegant, and he is also the grandson of Fu's parents in the capital.

For such a financial backer that tens of thousands of people are vying for, other people's families have to be on guard against the problem of their children's early love. When it comes to my grandfather, the old lady is urging him to fall in love.

I have been reminded for so many years, but there has been no shadow.

Later, I don't know why, those girls who chased my grandfather in the school disappeared overnight. It wasn't that they disappeared, but those girls didn't come to deliver love letters to my grandfather overnight.

Walking on the road, seeing Fu Shennian from afar, he turned around and ran away, his expression was as pale as if he had seen a ghost.

Fu Qing didn't know why until now.

Obviously, my grandfather seems to be a "easy to get along with".

But what Fu Qing didn't know was that if Fu Shennian really wanted to remember a person, he would be able to remember it thoroughly in his mind and engrave it into his bone marrow.

The girl who confessed to him that day was intimidated by him with a cold knife at night. He held the knife against the wall, with a fierce and cold expression on his face. A twisted and terrifying side was reflected on the thin, cold knife.

The young man squinted his eyes, holding a shiny knife in his bony hand and compared it to the girl's face during the day.

"Like me? Huh?"

The girl's face was pale, and she was so frightened that she was about to cry, but seeing the boy's unusually handsome face, she nodded subconsciously.

Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of a blade slicing across the skin, very subtle, but when the night was dim and silent, it seemed a bit eerie.

There was a faint smell of blood in the air.

The young man gave a sinister smile, obviously very gentle, but it made people feel like seeing a ghost from hell, he licked the blood on the knife edge, his scarlet and excited Danfeng eyes were burning hotly staring at the frightened girl, tenderly Ask: "What now?"

"Do you still like it?"

The young man's voice is gentle, with a low and hoarse voice between a boy and a man. He is gentle to the extreme, and his voice is as beautiful as a cello, which is fascinating.

He was beautiful like a sea monster, not like a human being, and his voice had a bit of temptation, which made life and death agreeable.

Almost, almost the girl nodded.

If it wasn't for the sharp pain in her arm reminding her.

"Huh?" The boy stared straight at her with deep scarlet eyes.

The girl was terrified, panting violently, her eyes widened, she suddenly pushed away the cold and terrifying young man in front of her, screamed and ran away, clutching her arms.

Thereafter.

No one dared to confess to Fu Shennian anymore.

All of a sudden, the scandals and legends about Fu Shennian completely disappeared in the campus.

The corner of Fu Qing's mouth twitched: "Yes, Patriarch."

Jiang Mingrou squeezed her hands tightly. If there was a knife, she would have sealed Fu Shennian's spout! !

Fu Shennian squinted at Jiang Mingrou's livid face, and said leisurely to his subordinates, "Fu Qing, why don't you go soon? Didn't you see Patriarch Jiang, are you in a hurry?"

Jiang Mingrou really felt that the past month had been a ghost, she went out as if she hadn't read the almanac, when she did something bad or was "down and out", she would always meet Fu Shennian, a dead man who lingered!
This man is like a dog skin plaster, you can't even shake it off! !
What the hell!

Jiang Mingrou was about to explode.

She buried her, and Fu Shennian was sitting next to her, watching the sky, so he couldn't shut up?

Seeing her bury someone, is it beautiful?

Is he sick?

Jiang Mingrou finally couldn't bear it anymore, and yelled, "Fu Shennian, I'm fucking!"

"You f***ing!

"you*****……"

A certain man automatically filters out some bad information that corrupts social morality.

The following conclusions are drawn.

Fu Shennian, I love you beep beep, you are so handsome!Beep beep you are so cute beep beep!Bixinbeep...

Patriarch Jiang has already left, and he can't wait to tear Fu Shennian apart, and smash them with a shovel!

When this time passed, Fu Qing was a little scared. He was afraid that Jiang Mingrou would be upset, so he buried him with a shovel.

Fu Qing smiled awkwardly, and took a step back: "Master, let's forget it."

"I think Patriarch Jiang is about to finish burying people."

　Fu Qing: I'm digging, digging, why are you getting angry?
　　Ms. Jiang: Can you master and servant shut up and disappear?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)