Second Master, Madam, she is planning to kill someone again!

At this time, Shen Xiujin was sitting on the sofa, raising her head slightly, closing her eyes and resting, and her two slender and tight arms were casually placed on the backrest.

Standing behind him was Taoist Master Xuanxu with a dogged face, diligently pressing Shen Xiujin's shoulders.

Su Qiao couldn't handle this.

what's the situation?

"My dear disciple, you came just in time!" Taoist priest Xuanxu looked up at Su Qiao with a smile, "I just explained the misunderstanding between you to Mr. Shen!"

Su Qiao: "?"

She looked inexplicably as Taoist Master Xuanxu came over, grabbed her arm, and dragged her to the side of Shen Xiujin. He put his hands on her shoulders and forced her to sit next to Shen Xiujin.

Although the warm aura on the man's body was very tempting, Su Qiao consciously restrained herself from rushing towards him. Instead, she moved to the side, almost shrinking onto the armrest of the sofa.

She had to remember that she came here to break the jar!

Shen Xiujin glanced at the growing distance between the two and sneered.

"Oh, don't lose your temper." Taoist Priest Xuanxu stood between the two of them, looking like a matchmaker who was trying to keep his hair straight. He glared at Su Qiao angrily, "Silly apprentice, why didn't you tell Mr. Shen that he is yours?" The one who is destined? And only he can warm you!"

Su Qiao: "..."

She wanted to say that this trick was no longer effective and could no longer fool Shen Xiujin.

However, before he could speak, he was pinched secretly by Taoist Master Xuanxu.

"Look, you collected so much information about Mr. Shen privately and wrote him so many unsent letters...why didn't you tell him?"

Su Qiao: "??"

She looked in the direction indicated by Taoist Master Xuanxu, and saw hundreds of handwritten letters spread out on the coffee table in front of her. They were all filled with extremely disgusting, Sichun's confession...

Taoist priest Xuanxu said seriously: "You dare to say that you didn't write this by lighting a lamp and boiling oil?!"

Su Qiao: "..."

It was indeed written by her.

But this was because Taoist Priest Xuanxu had a crush on the Taoist nun on the mountain next door, and because his handwriting was too ugly, he coerced her into copying her letters. As a result, all the letters were returned.

Even the punctuation marks on it are from the [-] ancient sadomasochistic romance novels read by Taoist Master Xuanxu...

Shen Xiujin picked up a page and jokingly read out the content: "I have been complaining for a long time, looking forward to it for a long time, and waiting for a long time. But I still thank God for allowing me to have you who I fell in love with at first sight. I can't complain, hope, and wait." People. Otherwise, life will be like a dry well, lifeless?"

Su Qiao: "..."

Thanks, my toes are starting to get tired.

This is a classic line from a piece of nonsense

Obviously, Shen Xiujin doesn't read romance novels...

Because Su Qiao heard him ask suspiciously and disgustedly: "What is in your mind?"

Su Qiao, who originally wanted to break the jar, suddenly felt that the jar wasn't that broken after all.

She bit her lower lip lightly and instantly switched to the tolerant mode of 'I feel wronged and helpless, but I won't say anything'.

Su Qiao tore up the pile of papers on the table and threw them all into the trash can nearby.

It's safer now!

Then she rubbed her eyes and looked at Shen Xiujin again, her eyes filled with tears, weak and aggrieved.

"Mr. Shen, if you still refuse to believe me and really want to kill me, then go ahead! I will protect you even if I become a ghost, as long as you let my sisters and the others go..."

"Send it back." Shen Xiujin interrupted her unable to listen.

Su Qiao was dubious: "...Really?"

Shen Xiujin raised her eyebrows slightly, "What? Do you want to hear me bury them?"

"I know you won't! Let me go and see them!" Su Qiao was not completely reassured about Shen Xiujin. She had to make sure with her own eyes that Su Qian, mother and daughter, were safe and sound.

She was about to leave immediately, but when she reached the door, she felt that she had forgotten something.

Su Qiao thought for half a second, feeling blessed. She turned back to Shen Xiujin and showed a bright and dazzling smile. At the same time, based on what she learned in a certain music, she made a greasy heart gesture: "Mr. Shen, I love you!"

Shen Xiujin & Taoist Master Xuanxu: "..."

Taoist priest Xuanxu directly raised his hands to cover his face, completely ignoring him.

Wait until the person is gone and there is no trace.

He couldn't help but ask Shen Xiujin, who was calmly drinking tea on the sofa: "Ahem... My apprentice, does she usually treat you like this?"

Seeing that Shen Xiujin did not deny it, Taoist priest Xuanxu was quite sympathetic: "Thank you for your hard work... please be more considerate. Qiao Er does not have seven emotions after all."

Yes, before Su Qiao came in, Taoist Master Xuanxu was telling Shen Xiujin about this.

He didn't want Su Qiao to know, so he asked Shen Xiujin to help with the play.

"..."

Shen Xiujin took a sip of tea, his long eyelashes blocking the emotion in his eyes, and he spoke without warmth: "Be specific."

Taoist Master Xuanxu calmed down, sighed, and nodded: "I also learned not long ago that Qiaoer does not have the seven emotions. That is, she has lost the joy, anger, worry, fear, love, and hatred that a person should have. , Desire! So she doesn’t understand what love is at all, and everything she does is based on instinct.”

Only those who have achieved all seven emotions are fully alive.

Su Qiao is disabled...