Meng Yao hugged Su Baoer and turned around to leave. The people behind him were still chirping in excuses. Just as he was about to follow, the people in front turned and glanced at him coldly.
Wei Wuxian stopped in his tracks. It wasn't the parents like Xu, but...well, it was indeed him who brought Abao to drink.
He now wants to find Mr. Lan, and Jiang Cheng won’t be there for the time being anyway.
If not, he still has to go find Nie Huaisang. They need to discuss the gossip about the Lanling Jin Sect. Wei Wuxian stood there and giggled.
After walking for a few steps, Su Baoer started to move around in Meng Yao's arms. She grabbed Meng Yao's collar and forced him to stop.
She pouted her lips and her eyes were very aggrieved.
Meng Yao's eyes are gentle and beautiful, filled with infinite affection: "What's wrong, Abao?"
Under his gaze, Su Baoer cried out loudly, which startled Meng Yao.
"But where was the injury?" Meng Yao wondered if the fragments of the vase had pricked her. He was worried about putting down Abao and checking her everywhere.
Unexpectedly, Su Baoer noticed his movements and hugged him tightly in panic, like a sloth hugging the tree it lives on.
"What happened? Tell my brother and he will take care of it for you."
Meng Yao stopped moving and hugged her steadily, patting Su Baoer's back gently to comfort her.
His eyes were so dark that he couldn't see the sky. If he knew who bullied his Abao, he would definitely let him die without his body intact.
"Brother, are you going to imitate your uncle?" Su Baoer's voice was filled with tears: "There are so many beauties there."
When Su Baoer threw herself on the ground, she glanced through the silk and saw the woman inside. She was alluring and charming.
She woke up instantly from her drunkenness.
Meng Yao was stunned for a moment, then smiled helplessly when he thought of something, it turned out that he was the one who made Abao cry.
He rubbed his cheek against Su Baoer's face, raised the corners of his mouth and narrowed his eyes, mesmerized.
Gently wiping away the tears on her face one by one, Meng Yao said in a gentle and solemn tone: "No, brother will never be like your uncle."
After a pause, Meng Yao hugged Su Baoer tightly.
"Brother only has you. As long as Abao wants it, even if it means my brother's life, even if it costs my brother's life, I will do it. So my Abao, don't worry about this."
The slender eyelashes slowly slid across Su Baoer's cheeks. She immediately closed her eyes tightly due to the itch, and left her home early in tears and sadness.
Only the melodious and sweet voice in her ears echoed in her mind.
Excited and joyful, Su Baoer turned his head and pressed his lips directly on Meng Yao's lips.
Meng Yao was stunned, holding Su Baoer's hand and almost let go of her in fear.
Su Bao'er was shocked and hugged him tightly. Seeing that he didn't respond, she pouted her cheeks angrily and bit his lips gently.
In the quiet courtyard, there was a man wearing gold clothes, a cinnabar mole on his eyebrows, and a gentle and gentle temperament. His expression was so blank that he allowed the woman in gold clothes in his arms to do whatever she wanted.
"Hurry up and leave?" A sharp voice sounded.
Meng Yao was the first to react and quickly stood in front of Su Baoer. Thinking of what just happened, his cheeks turned red and his lips were as red as lipstick.
Mrs. Jin, who was wearing a gold star snow wave and always had a gentle smile, now had an angry look on her face and her chest was rising and falling violently.
Meng Yao lowered his head and said respectfully, "Mother, it's all A Yao's fault."
"Oh, of course it's your fault," Mrs. Jin said coldly, looking at the person behind him.
Su Baoer bit her lip, shrank her body and mustered up the courage to walk out. She stood in front of Mrs. Jin and her voice was very powerful: "Auntie, it's none of A Yao's brother's business. Everything is A Bao's fault."
The aunt with a serious expression is really scary.
Su Baoer was crying in her heart, and she was completely sober from the wine at this time.
"Come here," Mrs. Jin pulled Su Baoer over, as if she was playing with a doll at will.
When she was young, she was also ranked high in the aristocratic family. Otherwise, how could she and Zi Spider be sisters? Now Abao is naturally no match for her.
"Follow me back to the house," Mrs. Jin sighed helplessly. She looked at Meng Yao again with a complicated expression and finally said nothing.
She had already guessed that the two would be together, and Zixuan and she accepted it in their hearts.
She comforted herself even more, at least this person was from the Jin family, Abao didn't have to marry far away, and he wouldn't be disturbed by his parents-in-law. She and Zixuan could also protect the child.
But... what made her angry was that she actually saw that it was Abao who took the initiative first.
The one who falls in love first is the most vulnerable to injury.
Mrs. Jin walked in front, thinking in confusion, and Su Baoer followed behind nervously.
Ten meters behind, Meng Yao cautiously followed the two people in front.
Back in the house, Su Baoer knelt down and pulled on Mrs. Jin's sleeves with a pitiful look.
"Auntie, don't be angry. If you are angry, hit Ah Bao. Ah Bao's rough skin and thick flesh can withstand it."
"I don't know if you are rough or not? If so, you should cry."
