Marriage Rescue Idol

Chapter 196

Chapter 196 Liang Baisheng’s calculation

"Hmph! You rascal, see if I don't beat you, I will definitely beat you rascal to the ground today, let's see how you pick flowers in the future!"

Su Yu yelled, and grabbed one side of the pillow and hit Liang Baisheng hard. Liang Baisheng quickly stepped back, covering his head with his hands and yelling.

"You are the rascal. I have never seen such a fierce woman like you. I am unlucky to meet you today."

Angrily, he straightened his disheveled hair, feeling that it hadn't been done well, and went to the dressing table to look left and right at the bronze mirror.

He muttered and shouted: "I am a good-looking fortune teller, but you made me like this, you are a hooligan, and your whole family are hooligans!"

Su Yu jumped out of bed with a pillow. Looking at this white-haired man who treated him as an outsider, he felt that he was particularly rude.

How can there be such a person who runs into other people's homes and looks in the mirror as if he was in his own home, and still takes it for granted.

Holding the pillow, she angrily walked behind him: "What are you doing, you are such a shameless flower picker, you are so brazenly looking in the mirror after being caught by me, your skin is thicker than a city wall!"

She yelled and hit Liang Baisheng's back with a pillow desperately.

Liang Baisheng turned around and grabbed the pillow that was thrown at him: "Hey, you can't finish it. I'm also a good fortune teller. It's your honor that I can treat you. Don't act like a good boy when you get cheap. Someone asked me to show it to him. It depends on whether I like it or not.”

"Bah!" Su Yu spat hard on his face.

Liang Baisheng's eyes widened, he pointed at her with trembling fingers, and quickly turned around to look at the bronze mirror.

Seeing the young and handsome face in the bronze mirror, there was a large lump of saliva.

"Ah! It's disgusting, it's disgusting to death!" He yelled, his eyes kept looking around the room, he saw the closet at a glance, ran over to open the closet, and took out a brand new dress from it , rubbing it on the face constantly.

While wiping, he looked at Su Yu and shouted with disgust: "You are such a disgusting woman, so disgusting!"

Su Yu looked at him with his hands on his hips triumphantly, and said with a smile: "I just want to disgust you to death. A rogue and scoundrel like you, if you disgust me to death, there will be one less person in the world. I am doing justice to God!"

"Hmph!" Liang Baisheng threw away his clothes, took out another clothes from the closet and wiped his face, "You are still acting on behalf of the heavens, there are countless people who need me in this world, and only a frog like you can do it. You will feel that I am not important, if I die, there will be a large group of women crying for me, and a large group of men will be sad for me."

"Hahaha!" Su Yu laughed coldly, his face full of sarcasm, this man is a psychopath, who escaped from some lunatic asylum, and came here inexplicably.

Inexplicably said some nervous words.

Probably narcissism combined with twitching paranoia.

"A large group of women are crying for you, and a large group of men are sad for you. You have a weak kidney, but you can even say such shameless words, my God!" Su Yu rolled his eyes and mocked deliberately.

Then he shook his head again and looked at him in disbelief: "I said, this white beard...Young man, do you think about these messy things every day, and the beard is white when you think about it? Ah, hurry up and get rid of those improper thoughts of yours, and be a normal person."

Liang Baisheng got angry, he didn't like others to talk about his hair, so he immediately flicked Buddha Chen, who flung it on Su Yu's face.

"What are you doing?" Su Yu took a few steps back and wiped his face. Although the Buddha dust just swung lightly and wiped from his face, his face felt very uncomfortable, just like a little ant scratched his face. like.

She covered her face and looked at Liang Baisheng. Liang Baisheng pinched his fingers in a mysterious way and said, "Well, let me figure out why your face is so dark."

Su Yu was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that he was saying that he was black, and shouted unhappily: "What are you talking about, my face is so dark, it's up to you. I like being so dark, and I'm glad you don't care."

I get angry when I say this, because Xin Mochen looks like an upright gentleman, but I didn't expect to be a despicable villain.

What kind of paint did you put under the secret room, so that your face is so dark and scary now, those who don’t know think it’s a foreigner from Africa.

Staring at Liang Baisheng coldly, Su Yu yelled in his heart: "Where did this man with a white beard come from? He's so irritating. He only picks out things that others don't like."

While pinching his fingers, Liang Baisheng shook his head and squinted his eyes and said, "But... after I pinch my fingers, the darkness on your face is not natural. You are lucky to have met me, a genius doctor."

Su Yu's heart skipped a beat: What did he mean by that?Is it possible that he can help me cure the paint on my face?

Maybe he's a magic stick. Seeing that he's pinching his fingers and calculating, he can't be a fortune teller showing off tricks on the street.

She opened her mouth, and threw the pillow in her hand onto the bed without a smile on her face, then turned to look at Liang Baisheng: "Mr. Miraculous Doctor, do you mean that you can cure the blackness on my face?"

Liang Baisheng raised his chin and nodded, then pinched his fingers in front and said, "I'll pinch it again and find out that the black color on your face must be caused by Xin Mochen."

Su Yu's eyes widened, wondering in his heart: How did he know that Xin Mochen did this on my face? Could he really figure something out?

Liang Baisheng looked at Su Yu suddenly, and found that she had a dubious expression on her face, and immediately counted again.

"Well, I also know the blackness on your face. If no one heals you, you will keep this face for many years."

As he said, he scratched her face again with Buddha dust, Su Yu tilted his head back to hide, and couldn't help but backed away covering his face.

I thought to myself: This man must be sick. Why is he always using Buddha dust to sweep me away? Could it be that he really thinks that he can become a god by just using Buddha dust? I won’t listen to your nonsense. I’m leaving. You Play it yourself!

Turning around, Su Yu walked out of the bead curtain, and suddenly felt something was wrong, his arms seemed to be a little drafty.

Looking down, the sleeve on the arm is gone.

"Huh?" Looking at the smooth arm, Su Yu showed doubts and thought about it carefully.

"No, my arm is obviously injured, and my arm was cut deeply by Xin Mochen, and it bled a lot. Why is my arm so clean now? I didn't remember that I washed my arm. Who can give it to me? Washed?"

She looked at Liang Baisheng suspiciously, and suddenly, goose bumps all over her body.

"It's not you, is it?"

Liang Baisheng raised his chin, pinched his fingers and walked out of the bead curtain step by step, shaking his head and looking at Su Yu's expression, his round eyes rolled around, studying what she was thinking at the moment.

After a while, he pinched his fingers and said, "It's me. I washed your arm. Not only that, but I figured out that you were seriously injured."

Su Yu squinted at him, and stepped back with both feet until he reached the back chair and sat down slowly.

Holding on to the armrests of the chair with both hands, his eyes were fixed on him: "I also figured out something, why don't this Mr. White Beard figure it out for me, what is this thing I figured out?"

Liang Baisheng blinked, stroked his beard with his hands, pinched his fingers and squinted, and said, "Let me do the math."

Su Yu shook his shoulders and laughed, clenched his hands into fists and gestured in front of him: "I want it now!"

(End of this chapter)