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

   Chapter 486 Sleeping With My Brother 2

  Siyu was silent.

   But the attitude of silence is undoubtedly an acknowledgment.

  Song Zhao's heart was suddenly burning, his eyes were like Tongling, and he sneered three times at Si Yu, "Captain, you really do!"

   She jumped off the soft slump, bumped into him hard, and walked out.

   Just before he took a few steps, Si Yu shouted behind him, "Wait."

  Song Zhao turned his head and saw Si Yu followed closely with his long and straight legs, walking towards her slowly.

   His long legs were blocking her way, and he seemed very puzzled. He lightly rubbed the little girl's head, "Why are you still unhappy?"

   His tone was extremely helpless, as if Song Zhao's anger was so nonsensical,

   What does this say?

  Song Zhao almost died of anger, staring at him coldly, "What do you think?"

Si Yu looked at her puffed up appearance, and laughed, "I'm the one who was despised, and I'm not angry. You don't have to care, I understand you. Even if you don't say it, I won't let you talk to this guy. Things get connected."

"It doesn't matter if my brother is dirty." After a pause, he leaned over, keeping his eyes level with her, his eyes facing hers, his hands passing over her white eyebrows, very gentle, "But, our Song family A Zhao, we have to do it. clean."

  Song Zhao bit his lip.

When    was questioned by the subordinates of the powerful minister, she felt nothing.

   But even Lord Quanchen himself misunderstood her, and he felt uncomfortable as if he had been cut by a knife.

   This kind of pain, she has not experienced for a long time.

   As a result, the edge of her eyes suddenly turned red, like a red plum growing in the snow, she raised her leg and gave him a hard kick.

  Siyu was kicked and looked blank.

   He was about to sink his face, but when he came into contact with the little girl's cat eyes that were red and distressed because of excessive grievance and anger, he couldn't say anything.

  Who can stop it?

  Siyu lost his temper.

   looked at each other for a few seconds, then he bent his fingers and tapped the girl's forehead, "You little girl, how come the bigger you are, the more unreasonable it is..."

"I'm not afraid that you will implicate me..." Song Zhao gritted his teeth and opened his mouth slowly, and in Si Yu's suddenly dazed eyes, his lips pursed little by little, "I don't dislike it either. did you mean."

   How could she not know that it is not easy for the powerful minister?

   She still has a family, and she is at the top of honor and is walking on thin ice.

   And what about him?

   There is no one behind him, no mother's family, no connections.

   If you don't go the other way, how can you survive?

   Besides transporting private salt, the salt is also made by themselves, and it does not harm anyone's interests, how is it dirty?

   In addition, there is no absolute right path in the struggle for power.

"That's right," Si Yu pursed his lips, raised his hand and rubbed his brows, "Didn't I promise you to be a good person? But my brother didn't fulfill his promise, so I'm quite embarrassed, and gave my children bad guidance. "

  "Whether you believe it or not," Song Zhao said, "what I just said is true, your smuggled salt is likely to be stolen this time.

   And it is very likely that the county magistrate is playing tricks, because there is a big problem in the fief tax account book he sent me, and he has a lot of doubts about this person. "

  Si Yu suddenly stretched out his hand, hooked Song Zhao's slender waist and brought it into his arms.

  Song Zhao was picked up by the waist, and then the man sat down on the armchair behind, stretched his hands forward a little, and firmly wrapped Song Zhao in his arms.

   "So you're just worried about your brother?" he asked, pinching her chin with his fingertips and raising it slightly.

  Song Zhao's hair exploded, "You still don't believe me?"

   "Don't dare."

  Siyu lowered his eyes and looked at the little fluffy head of the girl in his arms.

   He raised his hand and rubbed the corner of her eye lightly, his movements were extraordinarily gentle, and his tone was very doting, "Brother, isn't it, I'm afraid I'm dreaming?"

   (end of this chapter)