Chatper 1642 (1/2)

"What's wrong with me? Did I do something bad? Did I put on an air of disrespect?" Thirteen fought back, and at the same time turned to Chun Yunian with a condensed expression, "Listen clearly, Cheng Luo is not something you can scold."

After she finished saying this, Cheng Luo's face suddenly brightened, and he looked at Shisan excitedly.

If he didn't get it wrong, is Shisan defending him?

Thirteen, does this little white rabbit know that he cares about her?

"Why can't I scold? I'm his elder. If he wants to marry our family's Chunyu Zhenzhen in the future, he will follow Zhenzhen and call me third uncle. Not only can I scold him, but I can also beat him!" Chunyu Nian said proudly talking.

Thirteen sneered, and tilted his head to look at Chunyu Nian, "He won't marry Chunyu Zhenzhen. If he has me and dares to marry someone else, I will kill him directly, so that he will never have a chance to think about other women again!"

The domineering words were a bit arrogant, but they swore sovereignty.

Cheng Luo's complexion became more and more beautiful, and his eyes were shining, and he saw Shisan in his eyes.

Little girl, I really want to surprise him again today.

"Are you worthy of saying such things? You are a little killer, Cheng Luo will take a fancy to you, just because you are useful!" Chunyuhua opened his mouth, and he stared at Shisan with heavy eyes, extremely dissatisfied with what she said just now those words.

Thirteen lowered her eyes and smiled slightly, "It's good if it's useful, it means he still likes me. Otherwise, why didn't you choose Chunyu Zhenzhen from your family?"

The implication is that Chunyu Zhenzhen is not even worth using with Cheng Luo.

She is not a little white rabbit at thirteen, she will fight back and say the most hurtful things to embarrass them.

Sure enough, these words irritated Chunyu Zhenzhen. Those eyes were red, and he said unwillingly: "What nonsense are you talking about, this is not the case between me and A Luo."

"It's not like that? You didn't want to use him, or did he not want to use you?" Thirteen counterattacked, folded his arms, imitated Chunyu Zhenzhen's previous proud appearance, and sneered heavily, "It's not that most of the wealthy families are married. Mutual use? Otherwise, what are you doing here for meeting?"