Sweet Desire! The Cold Lord God, Who Can Tease, Coax, and Act Coquettish. - Chap 882
This voice is… Yang Yu’er?
Si Jin turned his head and saw a fat dumpling wearing a bright red dress.
Holding a kite in both hands, she stared at him angrily.
He yelled in a baby voice: “You, a white-haired old monster with one eye socket and two pupils, deserved to die when you were born! Everyone is annoyed when they see you! Why do you still have the nerve to come back?”
Yang Yuer has a vengeful character. The original owner is weak and cannot do heavy farm work. In order to make ends meet, she has been cleaning at her elementary school.
Because of his kind personality, he often helps children who are bullied by Yang Yuer.
The group’s favorite Fu Bao couldn’t vent his anger, so he became more and more dissatisfied with the original owner.
You finally got a chance to get rid of him, why did you come back?
And sitting in such a nice rocking chair!
This kind of thing is not found in small mountain villages, and you may not even see it in towns.
Yang Yuer’s resentful eyes fell on the rocking chair: “Where did you steal this thing from? Bring it here!”
“Of course it’s because I’m kind by nature and blessed by God. Some beautiful god sent it to me.”
Si Jin turned around with a smile and put one hand on the back of the rocking chair, resting his chin on his hand. He looked a bit evil and lazy.
He said: “After all, I am much better than some souls who are already thirty but still hide in a child’s shell and pretend to be good, right?”
As if she didn’t expect him to say such a thing, Yang Yu’er subconsciously loosened her grip, and the red kite fell from her hands and fluttered to the ground.
How did Qin Sijin know that she was…
“Yu’er, why are you here? My brother has been looking for you for a long time. Have you found the kite?”
Just as she was at a loss, the voice from behind made Yang Yuer regain her composure.
She quickly picked up the kite and quickly ran to Si Jin before the village tyrant Zhu Haotian turned the last corner.
After a few blows, he tore the kite to pieces and threw it on the ground. He fell flat on his buttocks and endured the pain, pinching a red mark on his white and tender little arm.
Turning around, with the painful tears in his eyes, he looked at Zhu Haotian who was coming behind him with aggrieved eyes, “Hey, brother Haotian, woo woo woo~”
She cried desperately, which made Zhu Haotian feel distressed.
He quickly ran forward and picked up the little breast dumpling. Without even looking at Si Jin, he opened his mouth to curse.
“You are such a big man, do you think it’s fun to bully a four-and-a-half-year-old child? Believe it or not, I’ll find someone to throw you up a mountain to feed you…”
“Feed the wild wolf?” Si Jin’s voice was soft and soft, not domineering.
But I don’t know why, but it always has a dark undertone, which makes people shudder.
Only then did Zhu Haotian suddenly realize who the speaker was, and immediately backed away with Yang Yu’er in his arms, staring at the young man on the rocking chair in disbelief.
Qin Sijin had been beaten to death by him and thrown to the mountain.
Wild beasts often appear in the mountains at night, so this half-dead sick man should have died long ago.
Why did it suddenly appear here?
“Brother.” Yang Yu’er tugged on Zhu Haotian’s coarse clothes: “The monster bullied me again. I just saw him sitting on such a good rocking chair and asked if he stole it, and he tore my kite into pieces. And he beat me woo woo.”
As he spoke, tears fell down like pearls.
After being reminded by Yang Yu’er, Zhu Hao finally reacted.
Qin Sijin was indeed different from before. His clothes exuded nobility. He had never even seen that rocking chair before. It must be a good thing from a wealthy family.
That makes sense.
This bitch must have been saved by some rich hunter.
Stealing things from other people’s homes, then running back to show off one’s power.
How shameless!
