Marrying Yan qingsi? is he looking for death?

You Xi, who was lying on the bed, did not make a sound. A few seconds later, he bounced up high from the bed, as if a launcher had been installed under his body. He was still wearing his pajamas, and his face was filled with fear."Mom ... You ... Can ... Say ... One more ... Yes ... Just ... What you just said."

"You like Yan qingsi," Mrs. You said with a gentle smile."Mom will help you get her, okay?"

You Xi fell on his butt, his bloodshot eyes almost popping out. He looked at Mrs. Yue in disbelief."Mom ... You're crazy, you must be crazy ... Yes, I liked her before, but as long as she's pretty, I'll like her. I like pretty women, not Yan qingsi ..."

His feelings for Yan qingsi had long been there. When his second uncle stuffed him into the toilet bowl, he was flushed away by the water in the toilet bowl.

When he saw Yan qingsi, if he could, he wanted to run in circles. He wanted to run faster than a rabbit. He even liked her. He wanted to die!