General is a Villain

Han Youjun vowed that this was definitely the saddest and most painful day of his life. Even he fainted in the street that day.

He was despised by Yi Xiaoqiao. His masculinity

"You..." Han Youjun pointed to Yi Xiaoqiao. He was angry and said, "you just cried. I didn't cry. It was just the wind!"

"I know, I know. It's the wind. Don't be angry." Yi Xiaoqiao understood his masculinity very much and was unwilling to admit that he was crying.

Han Youjun listened to her insincere comfort and was even more angry. He was really blown by the wind. His eyes shed tears in the wind. He had been crying since he was a child. He really didn't cry!

Why doesn't Yi Xiaoqiao believe him and comfort him like this.

Heart plug, not a little.

"Yi Xiaoqiao, I'm not the one who can't afford to lose. I tell you, I didn't cry. I can accept you as me..." Han Youjun held his breath: "be my aunt, but I will never cry!"

Yi Xiaoqiao nodded solemnly and said sincerely, "I believe you."

"..." why did Yi Xiaoqiao say so solemnly and solemnly? He still felt so untrustworthy!

Han Youjun stared at her angrily and stamped away: "I won't tell you."

Don't tell you, you don't know me at all, you don't understand me!

Yi Xiaoqiao shook his head: "it's childish like a child."

As soon as I looked back, I saw Han Zifei standing on the steps at the door looking at himself. Yi Xiaoqiao smiled and walked quickly over: "master."

"Jun'er, let you laugh."

"No, No." Yi Xiaoqiao shook her head. She really thought Han Youjun was very interesting: "he's still young now. The child's mind is very good."

"Is he young?" Han Zifei looked at Yi Xiaoqiao and said in his heart, you're not very old. Even in the girl's house with cardamom years, you're a lot older.

On second thought, although Yi Xiaoqiao looks young, he has a lot of experience. In fact, a person's nature and age do not have much relationship. What really matters is his personal experience. Yi Xiaoqiao has more experience, so he is naturally more mature. Han Youjun has been kept in captivity than him these years, and he has less experience, so it is inevitable to be simple.

After figuring out the joints, han zi naturally stopped tangled and asked, "why? Has the message box been untied?"

Yi Xiaoqiao spread out his palm, and the message box was still intact in her hand.

Han Zifei fixed his eyes and saw that there was no trace of unlocking: "didn't you open it?"

"Master, are you sure this is a message box?" Yi Xiaoqiao stared at Han Zifei with confused eyes: "I don't think this may be a message box."

"No, what is a message box?" Han Zifei smiled and asked, "this box is fine workmanship. I bought it from others at a high price. How can it not be a message box."

"If it's a message box, there will be traces. Even if I'm born stupid, I shouldn't touch it. I can't even touch it." Yi Xiaoqiao has touched several sides. There is no trace of carving at all. It must not be opened.

"If you can't touch it, it's not necessarily false. It's just that you and I are not good at learning and can't open it."

Yi Xiaoqiao played with the message box in his hand: "so, master hasn't opened it?"

Han Zifei's face changed a little. Yi Xiaoqiao already understood what he meant. He smiled a little embarrassed and accidentally poked the master's pain. She really didn't mean it.

"In fact, it's easy to prove whether this thing is a real message box. Just smash it directly?" Anyway, it feels like a piece of wood. You should be able to split it with an axe.

The little apprentice was bent on solving the problem with violence, but Han Zifei hesitated: "no, if it is really a rare message box, won't you lose more than gain if you destroy it like this?"

It seems right to think so, but Yi Xiaoqiao doesn't think it's really like a message box. The weight of this thing

"By the way, since master also has doubts, why don't we verify it?"

"Validation?" Han Zifei looked at her strangely.

"Take a piece of wood of the same size and material to verify it." Yi Xiaoqiao put the wood on the tip of his nose and smelled it. There was a faint aroma: "shouldn't this kind of wood be difficult to find?"

Han Zifei frowned: "it's not difficult."

"Then try!" Yi Xiaoqiao is a crisp person. He will do what he says and will never hesitate. Since he has decided, he will do it immediately.

But seeing Han Zifei still hesitated, Yi Xiaoqiao persuaded him again. Han Zifei reluctantly agreed: "well, let's do it."

He also wanted to know the truth of the matter and whether it was what Yi Xiaoqiao guessed or something else.

Han Zifei is also a decisive person. He immediately arranged what he decided to do, asked people to prepare wood blocks of the same size and material, and asked people to prepare water to invite Han Youjun.

Originally, Han Youjun was very reluctant to come over. He was angry. He always felt that Yi Xiaoqiao was bullying him and despised him. However, his grandfather's order was here, and he had to come over. Naturally, he gave Yi Xiaoqiao a few white eyes to show his disdain for her "elder".

Yi Xiaoqiao couldn't laugh or cry. He felt that Han Youjun was childish and simple.

In fact, some clues can be seen before his childishness. For example, he worships Mu Yi'an and actually dares to brush the sense of existence in front of Mu Yi'an. The key is that Mu Yi'an is still jealous. He doesn't find anything different. He even gets angry with Mu Yi'an and basks in the sun. It's obviously childish.

However, he is also naive and lovely, a very pure and clean person.

Han Youjun noticed Yi Xiaoqiao's fleeting "love" on his lips, and was immediately stimulated. His pale lips closed tightly into a line again, stuffy and helpless.

Seeing what the boy brought up, he glanced: "what's this for? It's useless to look at it."

"Do an experiment to see if this is a message box or an ordinary piece of wood." Yi Xiaoqiao shook the wooden block in his hand.

"What can you see?" Han Youjun turned his eyes: "besides, this message box has always been a smart thing. Aren't you afraid of being damaged by blisters?"

"It's better to bubble and run away than not to see what it is." Yi Xiaoqiao is very generous. It's not her thing anyway. She really doesn't care.

Han Zifei frowned and saw Yi Xiaoqiao throw the prepared wood block into the water together with the message box. The wood block sank in the water and then rose slowly.

At the same time, the message box also floats slowly on the water.