Chapter 232 (2/2)

Yeah! Yu daphun's small eyes flashed suddenly. Even sister Yun can't deal with it. Isn't he looking for death?

However, cloud elder sister also too venomous tongue! How can you tell the truth so frankly! Don't give him face at all.

Yu daphou looked at Yun Qingyan wrongly, scratched his paw, and said, ”I know that sister Yun is not an ordinary woman.

Sister Yun is Well... ”

Yu Dafei looked up at the sky and tried to search for what his father had said to him. Suddenly, he clapped his hands and said, ”yes! Sister Yun is the mother Tyrannosaurus in my father's mouth!

The best one

”Poof!”

Yun Qingyan glared at the simple and honest face in front of her. If she hadn't already known the plump temperament, she would have doubted if this guy had said it on purpose!

With a wave of his hand, he put the pots and pans into the ring. Yun Qingyan slapped the back of his head, grinded his teeth and said, ”your father should have told you that before you speak, you must go through your head.”

The awe inspiring ”murderous spirit” was called Yu daphou. His flesh was shaking with fear and scurrying, ”ah! Sister Yun! I was wrong! I'm wrong Even if you don't know where you are wrong, you have to admit it first!

It's not wise to fight against sister Yun!

After the ”bang” of the ”mouse”, the big cloud shook his head and left the house.

It's already early in the morning when Yun returns to his home.

Don't want to disturb my grandfather again, cloud light words directly a slip of smoke back to their own yard.

Far away, she saw a tall and slender figure standing at the gate of her yard.

The wind is still and the night is heavy. There are a few morning stars hanging in the night. Only some light silver moonlight sprinkles on him, which makes people more cold and distant.

In this way, he stood with his sword in his arms. His tall and straight body was like a green pine that could not fall. Some bangs covered his face, leaving only half of his side face as cold as a blade. His dark clothes were strong and his temperament was sparse and sharp. He was like a sword out of sheath. It reflected cold light in the dark night, which was colder than the night.