Chapter 192

"Whatever you call it."

Bami Yuxing helplessly raised his hand and pinched the little face of the elder martial sister of the second palace. He said, "if you want, I can also call you elder martial sister Yan."

"Well... Forget it."

After thinking about it, erzhigong Xuejie said with a bright smile: "I'm used to listening to it. If I can, I hope bamujun can call me... Wife?"

"This span is too big!"

Yagi make complaints about some of the things.

"Don't be shy." Two palace elder sister with smile raised hand to touch eight wood to resist the cheek of the line, ambiguous way: "anyway sooner or later all want to change a mouth of?"

"You've gone too far!"

Yagi Yuxing rubbed his forehead.

Sister erzhigong is right. If there is no accident, maybe it will become the kind of relationship she said, but what about yuchazi... No!

The absent-minded and cranky Yagi Yuxing suddenly collapsed and hugged his head. He was shocked by his subconscious thoughts.

Considering this kind of life event, you will suddenly think of your sister. He should die, right? Even if you think of Xiaowei or Xingye, you shouldn't be yuchazi!

Yagi expressed his repentance.

He thought he might have been brainwashed by his sister.

I think it's impossible, but when I really start to think about it, I instinctively expose it.

"It's very impolite, bamujun."

Just when Bami Yuxing was absent-minded, sister erzhigong suddenly stepped forward and put her arms around his waist with some dissatisfaction. She wanted to cry: "I'm still thinking about other women when I'm with sister erzhigong, and I'm eating what's in the bowl and looking at the pot. It's too playful."

"Er..."

Yagi Yuxing was ashamed.

Is erzhigong Xuejie's intuition too keen? Can you detect that? He hasn't said anything yet.

"By the way, bamujun."

Two of the palace flame suddenly seems to think of something, eyes slowly change with interest, smile to: "just came to the meeting before I went back to the club activity room, star night Xuemei invited me to her home to have a study meeting at the weekend ah."

"Well... Ha?"

The eight wood imperial line first is carelessly answered a, but since facial expression big change.

Learning club? At noon, Xingye Xingye seemed to have invited him, but he refused without thinking about it. But what was the situation of inviting sister erzhigong?

The eight wood imperial line is not calm.

You know, Xingye and Xingye live next door to him. Sister erzhigong is coming. Do you mind if she comes here? At that time, she and yuchazi will not tear down their home?

Aware of the danger of the matter, Yagi Yuxing was sweating.

But... My sister may not know that he lives next door to Xingye's house, right?

"Bamujun, I heard that you and Xingye Xuemei are neighbors. You can visit your parents by the way... Oh, they are uncles and aunts."

Yagi Yuxing

"By then, my parents will not be at home, so I'd better not."

"Well? What a terrible line, Mr. bamujun. Are you suggesting that my uncle and aunt are not at home, so I'm welcome to do something strange? "

"I didn't say that!"

Bami Yuxing's scalp is numb.

In fact, he didn't understand. Judging from the attitude of Xingye and Xingye towards him, sister erzhigong should be her eyesore, right? How can I invite my sister to have a study meeting? Isn't this an invitation from the weasel to the chicken? Well... It's not like that.

"That's a happy decision."

Yagi Yuxing expressed silence.

When it comes to this level, it's useless for him to refuse. At that time, can he really shut the door of erzhigong Xuejie? He is his nominally prospective girlfriend.

I can only hope that... When Dad and aunt Liangzi come back next time, they will see a house in good condition.

Seeing the tacit consent of the eight wood imperial line, the two palace flame suddenly smiles, then coughs, and says seriously: "say eight wood gentleman, need I bring... That?"

"Which one?"

The eight wood imperial line is tiny Leng.

"It is..."

Two palace sister pretty face slightly red, white eight wood royal line one eye, soft voice way: "is that."

"So which one is that?"

Bami Yuxing was a little confused.

"Bamujun, are you teasing Xuejie?" "It's the necessary thing to do that kind of thing," he said

"Which is the necessary one to do that?"

Mr. Yagi said he was baffled.

"I don't have the prudence to prevent accidents."

Two palace flame some discontented pulled eight wood imperial line of cheek, lean in her ear whisper a, then stand straight body, charming way: "if not careful to win, eight wood Jun can have to immediately marry elder sister I go home."

"Just come and see why you need it! Just a girl high school student, be serious! Don't be so mean. " The eight wood imperial line a face black line, can't help but raise a hand to knock two palace to learn elder sister's small head“ Xuedijun's good-looking appearance is also very popular. "“ You are praising me, aren't you? "“ Well, that's a deal. " "I'll visit you on Saturday," she said“ Yes, yes Yagi Yuxing nodded reluctantly. Looking at the expression of Bashi Yuxing's skull pain, the second palace flame couldn't help smiling, raised his hand and gently touched his cheek: "good, good."“ Don't use the tone of a big sister. " Bami Yuxing was a little sad“ Is it not good for me to love you Two palace flame smile mild, turn to a way: "well... Today that's it, I and star night Xuemei said, now also want to go back to the club activity room, don't accompany eight wood Jun you, OK?"“ Well, goodbye. " After seeing erzhigong Xuejie leave, Yagi Yuxing touches his nose and starts to think about how to get through the difficulties on Saturday For the next two days, Yagi Yuxing was a bit restless. When she came home on Thursday night, the bad news came from her sister that she had passed the preliminary round of Miss St. cronia. As expected, erzhigong Xuejie, Xiaowei, chenglai and Xingye should be... No, they are definitely shortlisted. Although he knew that this was the inevitable result, he still had a chance in his heart. When the news really came, even though he had made up his mind not to go to school that day, he could not help feeling that his future was not bright. Then on Friday, the bad news came one after another. All of you who had something to do with him passed the knockout and went straight to the final. This means that the prelude of the Torah has begun, and the Miss St. cronia trial on the day of the school festival has evolved into his "personal show". If he comes on time, he will die.