Bian Xiaohong couldn't believe it, and overnight, the situation suddenly reversed.

She was already angry that instructor Yan had left. If Nangong Wuye was let go, everything she had worked hard to grasp the hearts of the men since she entered the school, would be wasted.

No, you can't lose!

She bit her lip, her face was innocent and harmless, and looked at Nangong Yu with grievance: "Fifth Master, it's all my fault, it's all my fault, it's all my fault, it's all my fault, you're misunderstood by your sister. I'm definitely angry when I don't care about your face, I'm going to be angry in public. Fifth Master, don't be anxious, let me explain it to my sister, okay? My sister is a lady who understands the truth at first sight. She will definitely forgive us if she calms down."

Every word carefully woven has its use.

Sure enough, the effect immediately emerged—

When Xing Yue heard this, before she could wait for Nangong Yu to answer the conversation, she couldn't help but sneer:

"Forgive you? What are you worthy of my forgiveness?"

"You figure it out. Whenever I want to lose my temper, I will lose my temper. Do I have to count the days to read the calendar before I can deal with him?"

"Also, little girl, I'm sorry, I'm not familiar with you, I don't know such a bitch-like sister!"

After saying that, he took Xi Zuer's hand and walked away: "Zuer, even if we don't leave, we will watch the show again. The air here is so polluted that I can't stand it!"

He was very determined and was too lazy to give Nangong Yu one more minute to explain.

This made Xi Zuer chuckle and said, "Forget it, my ancestors will listen to Xiao Yueyue's arrangement."

Bian Xiaohong's lips curled up secretly.

She has been tempered by the poor years and has developed the ability to observe words and expressions, but it is not in vain.

Haha, it depends on who can calm down and who is the winner. Xi Zuer, you have a strange style of painting, a woman whose ancestors come and go, and a woman who is arrogant and domineering and gentle, like Xing Yue, who has no slightest gentleness. Which man can bear it?

Men don’t want to be face-saving? Let you be so openly humiliated?

Although I thought so, I still felt very aggrieved in my mouth. While pulling Nangong Yu's arm, I murmured: "Fifth Master, my sister's words are so ugly and hurtful, but I know that her heart is not bad, it's all my fault. Don't quarrel with my sister for me..."

Just as she murmured, played with her words as planned, and further strengthened the suggestive effect.

Nangong Yu's reaction instantly jumped beyond her expectations.

Nangong Yu shook his hand impatiently and shook her away like he threw away a hot potato: "Shut up! Don't say that my Yueyue is ugly. My Yueyue is willing to lose her temper at me. That's a kind of love, that fun, you little brat knows how to do it!"

As he said that, he chased Xing Yue and Xi Zuer without looking back: "Yueyue, please calm down. It's not worth it to make a dog like me so angry that you have a chest pain. By the way, I've helped your student get extra points just now. Please praise me..."

The audience: "..." I have seen those who are pestering, but I have never seen those who are so varied and different from those who are pestering!

Bian Xiaohong: "..." Nangong Yu's contrasting side is beyond common sense and unheard of. Why is he completely different from ordinary men?

When it comes to youth, gentleness, and obedience, she is far behind Xing Yue.

Isn’t that old woman Xing Yue just comes from a family background? Why did she let the fifth master be so humble and hold him in such a state of silence?

And she held and chased and served the men, but said she was thrown away and she was thrown away.

God discriminates against the poor!

I was indignant and overwhelmed.

But when he saw Xi Zuer who had already left, he suddenly looked back and glanced at her faintly, and smiled: "Because you don't have any fate, you are not worthy of virtue."

Does it have nothing to do with poverty and wealth? It’s small mud spot.
Chapter completed!