You Are My Rare Passion Chapter 7280: Come out of my mouth

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Soon Ling Yue couldn't stand the noise.

He hates this noisy environment the most.

Seeing his boredom, the little sapling said to Su Qingxing, "Qingxing, when I came here, I saw that your yard was very beautifully designed. Shall we visit your yard?"

"Okay!" Su Qingxing said happily: "Our yard was designed by my grandparents. It has both the beauty of Jiangnan gardens and the splendor of royal gardens. People who have seen it say that our yard is well designed. !”

He took Ling Yue and the others out.

Going to the door of the living room, they were stopped by a little fat man who was slightly shorter than him.

The little fat man looked at him with a smile and asked, "Brother, what are you doing? I'll be cutting the cake in a while. You are today's protagonist. If I can't find you later, won't everyone be waiting for you." /

The joy on Su Qingxing's face disappeared, and he said indifferently: "I take my friends to go shopping. I have a mobile phone. When it's time to cut the cake, someone will call me."

"I have to call to invite you, isn't that bad?" The fat man said, "There are so many guests, our yard is so big, if you go far, you won't be back in three or five minutes, even if you only Three minutes of delay, dozens of guests came today, one person was delayed for three minutes, dozens of three minutes, that is, several hours, time is life, just because you are alone, wasting so many lives of others, you are so sorry ?"

"It's not about Qingxing," the little sapling explained: "We want Qingxing to accompany us to visit the yard. We won't go far, just look at the door. Someone should remind Qingxing before cutting the cake. Right? We'll be back soon, we won't waste everyone's time."

The little fat man looked at the little sapling with strange eyes, and after a few strange laughs, he asked Su Qingxing: "Brother, is he also your classmate? He is still so short in junior high school, is he a dwarf?"

"What did you say?" Su Qingxing's color changed: "You say it again!"

He didn't get a chance to say it again.

As soon as the word "dwarf" landed, Ling Yue grabbed his collar.

Ling Yue grabbed his collar with one hand and slapped his face with the other.

Little Fatty's face is also very fat, white and chubby, and when he slaps him down, the flesh on his face trembles, and his voice is extraordinarily clear and loud.

The little fat man was stunned.

He had never seen such a person before, he didn't say a word, he just beat him up!

He looked at Ling Yue blankly, dumbfounded.

Before he could regain his senses, his mouth was suddenly pinched.

Qin Junye squeezed his mouth and poured a small dish of mustard into his mouth, "My mouth is so stinky, come on, my lord, let me wash it for you!"

A small plate of mustard was all poured into Qin Junye's mouth, and the little fat man couldn't do it at that time.

He's tasted mustard.

At the time, he just tasted a little bit and burst into tears at the weird taste.

But now, he's getting a whole plateful of mustard!

The strange smell of mustard spread in his mouth, and he was in a bad mood, bending over and crying and howling: "Dad! Mom! Help!"

His shouts like killing a pig quickly attracted the attention of the guests.

Many people crowded this way, including his parents.

Seeing the little fat man bending over and screaming, with a few bright red slap prints on his face, his mother screamed and rushed over: "Pengpeng, what's wrong?"