The Group Pet Sister Became the Petite Bag of the Powerful Minister

Song Zhao stared in astonishment, as if he had heard the Arabian Nights.

She curled her lips rather speechlessly and said, "Who told you that I wanted to steal my sister's marriage? Where are you going?"

Si Yu twitched his eyebrows, "Otherwise?"

Song Zhao laughed angrily, and after understanding Si Yu's meaning, he said without a word, "I'm not crazy, how could I like that pervert Duan Ziqi, I don't want my sister to marry him, so I can ruin this marriage. "

Si Yu was silent.

So he...had an oolong?

Inexplicably, the lingering anger in my heart was extinguished in a flash.

Seeing the gloomy look fade away from the young man's brows, Song Zhao suddenly understood his purpose of deliberately sabotaging today.

Blinking your eyes, you weighed it and asked, "So you think I'm so angry because I'm watching a joke?"

I can't tell, the little pervert is really thinking of her!

There was no expression on Si Yu's face, but the tips of the ears covered by the black hair were flushed.

He indifferently denied Sanlian, "I'm not, I haven't, don't talk nonsense."

"That's good." Song Zhao didn't expose him, she immediately changed the subject and said slyly, "But you can't eat my ginseng pills for nothing, you have to repay the favor."

One size fits all, it's one thing for her to assassinate him.

It's another thing to save him by mistake, and he must not suffer in vain.

Si Yu frowned, and looked at Song Zhao seriously, "What do you want?"

Song Zhao stuffed the cloth pocket into Si Yu's hands, his eyes sparkling, "I can't get close to Duan Ziqi's body, the medicine in it can amplify his greed, and he can't help exposing his darkest side, help him I put this medicine in his food."

Si Yu immediately understood what Song Zhao meant, "You want Duan Ziqi to be ruined?"

Song Zhao snorted, "Duan Ziqi, he twisted and perverted, how many innocent girls have he ruined? There is still a girl imprisoned in his room. I just want to take this opportunity to rescue that girl so that he can never do evil again."

Song Zhao still remembered that this month in the previous life, the parents of the girl killed by Duan Ziqi found the Duan family through clues, but they were beaten half to death and kicked out.

Later, he went to report to the police, but because the Duan family had nowhere to appeal, he committed suicide in the end.

At that time, everyone thought it was a misunderstanding. After all, who could have imagined that a dignified Jinshi could be so dirty in private?

Seeing the little girl's petite appearance, Si Yu turned sideways, covered her face with her arms, and couldn't help but smile.

Song Zhao:? ? ? This person is smoking?

She was puzzled, "What are you laughing at?"

Si Yu tilted his head, a very obvious smile swayed from the corners of his eyes and brows, and said casually, "You are really a clever little ghost."

Song Zhao touched his nose modestly.

Si Yu agreed to help Song Zhao, and he took a cloth pocket and asked, "If I don't repay the favor, will you regret saving me?"

Listen, what is this proposition!

Song Zhao opened his eyes and said nonsense without hesitation, and immediately put his hands on his cheeks, showing a small sincere expression, "Of course I don't regret it, you are such a kind and sincere person, if I just watch you have an accident, my heart will definitely die." It will be hard."

Si Yu was taken aback.

From birth to now, if it wasn't for his hard life, he would have died several times.

For the first time, someone took his life so seriously.

He couldn't say what he was feeling at the moment.

It's like walking alone in the snow.

Suddenly, a ray of light passed through the crack and melted the tip of the iceberg.

What made the little girl care about him so much?

Yes, that's right.

Song Zhao just had unreasonable thoughts about him.

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Back in the cave, Si Yu called Di Que with a whistle.

He took the medicine out of the cloth pocket and gave it to Di Que, "Knock Duan Ziqi unconscious, and pour this medicine into his mouth."

Di Que took the order, and when he got up, he asked suspiciously, "Your Highness, do you look happy?"

Si Yu calmly stuck the cloth pocket to the position of the left atrium, and said calmly, "No, you read it wrong."

Di Zi had a complicated face.

However, the arc of His Highness's mouth was clearly about to stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun.