Knock knock - the sound of shoes approaching, Chuqing brain a shock, Bai Zhencheng that child came again?

Her hand holding the plate began to vibrate involuntarily, yes, the familiar voice.

Before her fragile heart could accept it, she was suddenly scolded and threatened by a stern voice. The object in her hand was attracted by gravity and fell down.

The person who gave her three slaps was her aunt, whose Chinese name was Meng Ke. In the red house in San Francisco, all the maids in the house called her "madam".

Chuqing just let go and yelled, the collar was immediately seized by the people behind him, and then three cold and hot slaps came face to face.

"Ah

Chuqing suddenly startled Bai Zhencheng's face, the color of blood quickly retreated, two usually arrogant eyes become fragile, pupil opened to stare at her, scared, she thought of her mother's dying scene.

"Apologize to me!"

His mouth was pressed down and there was no way to open the hand that covered his mouth. He could only hum like a gossamer.

"Let go You Your dirty hands Oh "Ah," Bai Zhencheng felt that he was about to die, and he felt that his soul was out of his body.

Bai Zhencheng's spoiled young master naturally can't compare his strength with Chuqing, who is one year older than him and often works. Chuqing hates him to the extreme and is lax. He covers Bai Zhencheng's arm tightly and doesn't matter much.

Chuqing didn't talk to Bai Zhencheng much. Now her anger has accumulated to a certain extent and is not controlled. She is almost eager to tell all the grievances she has suffered in recent years and ask him why and why!

"I'm not the word in your mouth. Apologize! Bai Zhencheng, I'm your sister. You don't respect me and slander me like this! How many times did you say that I broke things on purpose and went to complain to your mother, you say

Bai Zhencheng was pressed by her on the black marble kitchen table, and the back of his head was cold. He had never seen such "Crazy" Chuqing!

"You let me go! Bah, you little bastard dare to touch me, I told my mother to kill you

"Bai Zhencheng, shut up, shut up, be quiet!"

The darkness spread to Chuqing's pupil, she couldn't control her feelings, just like a lonely soul who was released and yelled.

The rain outside the window pours down on the glass window, and the dark clouds in the sky cover the whole red house. The early sunshine seems to be in a dark empire.

I don't know where the courage comes from. Maybe it's the long-term anger of unfair accumulation. Chuqing suddenly straightens her waist, looks at her firmly, and covers her hand to Bai Zhencheng's mouth.

Again? Chuqing suddenly eyes burning anger, which time is her reason?

"Ma, Ma! The little bastard broke something again! Ma, come and teach her a lesson

At the moment, seven-year-old Bai Zhencheng makes a huge noise like a storm, destroying Chuqing's ears. His crafty eyes are sharply projected on Chuqing's face, which is staring at the broken porcelain.

Bai Zhencheng is one year younger than Chuqing. He never calls her sister. He always calls her nickname. He gives her a nickname.

Chuqing hopelessly made contact with her fierce eyes, and tasted the smell of rust in her mouth. The long and thin threads of blood were particularly frightening on her pale face.

She knows that "wife" will not let her go easily, who will treat a thorn in the side.

Leaning against the kitchen table, watching her aunt carefully pacify her son, she thought: she will be abused as much as her aunt's love for her son.