Chapter 259 This Blessing Is for You, Do You Want It?

Bai Chuwei glanced meaningfully at Duan Feihan, who had a dark face, and smiled: "Long-term effect!"

Duan Xingye was immediately excited, and turned his head to persuade his fourth uncle to agree quickly. Duan Feihan glanced at him coldly, "Go back and write your test paper."

Duan Xingye felt that he was wronged, but he was right.

The goddess Weiwei is a real little fairy, and these ordinary people are definitely not worthy of it. What's wrong with being a younger brother?

It's good to enjoy the cool with your back to the boss.

Duan Xingye looked at Duan Feihan with a look that hated iron but not steel: "Fourth uncle, you are so ignorant of happiness in the midst of happiness!"

Duan Feihan said coldly: "This blessing is for you, do you want it?"

Duan Xingye replied without hesitation: "I want it!"

Duan Feihan's forehead twitched: "..." This nephew should have been thrown into the trash.

Duan Xingye looked at Bai Chuwei eagerly: "Weiwei, my fourth uncle doesn't want to, you can look at me."

Bai Chuwei: "You? Forget it."

She is quite picky about her younger brother.

If you look at the eight great families, you can see that the selection of people a thousand years ago was one in ten thousand. The younger brothers did their best to impress the ancestors, and only then picked out eight younger brothers who made her feel extremely comfortable. .

Facts have proved that her vision is correct. For thousands of years, the descendants of the eight great families have made her feel comfortable, but the recent rampant behavior of the Tang family has made her a little unhappy.

Although it was a bit cruel to say, Duan Xingye really didn't meet her criteria for choosing a younger brother.

Duan Xingye sighed, look, his fourth uncle is called the one who is favored and fearless.

Bai Chuwei sat in the car with the snowball and saw Duan Xiuqi come out of the hall, looking at her with a complicated look.

Bai Chuwei smiled kindly: "The gift I gave you, remember to drink it within three days, it's the best choice for you and me."

Bai Chuwei rode away in the car.

Duan Xiuqi took out the glass jar that looked like milk, and a mocking sneer appeared on his face.

In the past twenty years...he got a bottle of this in exchange.

Even if Bai Chuwei didn't say what it was, Duan Xiuqi had already guessed it.

"It's a good choice for you and me... It's just for you." He lowered his eyes and smiled at himself.

Duan Xiuqi clenched the pot of Mengpo soup, his five fingers glowing white.

Duan Xiuqi raised his eyes and looked at Duan Feihan, who was about to melt into the night, and suddenly let out a chuckle: "Fourth, be careful that you end up with me in the end."

Duan Xiuqi clenched the pot of Meng Po soup tightly, and staggered slightly into the dark night...

Duan Xingye endured the possibility of being beaten to death by his fourth uncle, and said very seriously: "Fourth uncle, there is really nothing wrong with being Bai Chuwei's younger brother."

Duan Xingye was conscious that he was not smart, and he worked frantically to prepare for the college entrance examination, and he might not be as good as Xu Xingchen in the end.

But he felt that at this point, he was much more witty than the fourth uncle who had been smart since he was a child.

If you like a big guy like Bai Chuwei, it will definitely fail.

He would never dare to like such a little fairy.

Just look at the third uncle.

Duan Feihan's eyes were cold and he walked towards his courtyard without saying a word.

Entering the bedroom, he did not turn on the light, sitting on the small sofa in the bedroom, the streamer gliding through the blue silk ring on his wrist became more conspicuous in the darkness.

Duan Feihan looked at the three strands of black silk and murmured in a low voice, "Bai Chuwei...Bai Chuwei..."

When the flying feather blanket folded beside him heard the name, he suddenly bumped into Duan Feihan's waist. Duan Feihan was unprepared for a while, and fell into the soft blanket. "Whoosh" flew through the window. out.

Duan Feihan's face turned black.

He wondered if there was something wrong with Bai Chuwei's flying magic weapon, or did he drink fake wine?

He didn't call Bai Chuwei his name to find her!