"monster…"
Song Ning had a mocking smile on his face, "Do you want a monster like me to teach you how to behave?!"
"Ah... don't come over here..."
When Qiao Ran saw Song Ning walking towards him, he was instantly frightened and hugged his head.
"cut…"
Song Ning glanced disdainfully at Qiao Ran, who was slumped on the ground, "You're quite timid, but you have a lot of tricks up your sleeve."
Suddenly, Song Ning frowned, his eyes moved, and he looked deeply at Qiao Ran.
The luck on Qiao Ran's head was suddenly stained with a hint of light pink, and this hint of light pink quickly dyed Qiao Ran's luck a light pink.
Under the reflection of the light pink aura on her head, Qiao Ran's face was pink and shiny, delicate and lovely.
The shock just now dyed Qiao Ran's cheeks two shades of red, and even the eyes that were glaring at Song Ning in anger were watery...
This makes her look even more attractive...
Qiao Ran originally had a typical "peach blossom face" appearance. After her luck was stained with pink, her face became even more charming...
Even though Song Ning had seen many beauties, he couldn't help but whistle in his heart.
What a lovely and cute girl!
However, Song Ning narrowed his eyes.
Pink...that's the peach blossom evil!
Qiao Ran's peach blossom calamity actually came earlier? !
What circumstances led to this? Was it because of her butterfly effect?
But no matter what, passive waiting is not Song Ning's style.
Since Qiao Ran’s romantic calamity is unavoidable, why not take the initiative!
Song Ning's eyes rolled, and a smile appeared on her face when she looked at Qiao Ran again.
"Haven't you seen Zhou Xingyao for several days?"
"What...what does it have to do with you!"
Qiao Ran stole a glance at Qiao Bo, bit her lower lip with some lingering fear. What was she planning?
If she wants to seduce Brother Xingyao, she...she...will fight her to the death!
She hasn't seen Brother Xingyao for several days.
If she hadn't known that Song Ning had always been with her eldest brother, she would have definitely suspected that it was Song Ning who did it.
"It's none of my business, but it's your business!"
Song Ning winked at Qiao Ran and deliberately moved a few steps closer to him.
"Your brother Xingyao has been very busy lately!"
Song Ning deliberately paused for a few seconds on the word "busy", which was full of hints.
When she went to Zhangjia Village yesterday, she happened to meet Zhou Xingyao at the east end of the village.
Zhou Xingyao's concubines are plump and full, and full of luster. It is obvious that he has a lot of peach blossoms recently!
The Palace of Wife and Concubine is the area that governs the relationship between husband and wife, and it also refers to the relationship between men and women in general.
Look at Zhou Xingyao's face, whoever becomes his wife in the future will be unlucky!
Tsk tsk…
Look at his palace of wives and concubines. He has been constantly flirting with women all his life, and he still doesn't stop even when he is in his seventies or eighties.
It’s really amazing!
"What do you mean?"
Qiao Ran looked at Song Ning warily, not caring about being afraid anymore.
"It doesn't make any sense!"
Song Ning spread her hands innocently, "I'm just telling you out of kindness!"
"Your brother Xingyao is working in the threshing ground to the east right now! He's working very hard. Are you sure you don't want to go and take a look?"
“What a rare opportunity!”
"The weather is so hot now, and the threshing floor is very hot. The midday sun is really scorching hot..."
Song Ning looked at Qiao Ran with full of hint, "At this time, if someone could give him a pot of cold well water, he would surely be very grateful!"
Qiao Bo looked at Song Ning disapprovingly.
He had very sharp ears. Even though Song Ning deliberately lowered her voice, at such a short distance, he still heard everything Song Ning said clearly.
That kid Zhou Xingyao has a greasy face and a stubborn mind. He is not a good match at all!
Why did Song Ning encourage Qiao Ran to provoke him!
Song Ning patted Qiao Bo's arm to comfort him, indicating that he could talk later if he had anything to say!
Although Qiao Bo temporarily suppressed the doubts in his heart, his brows were still furrowed.
No matter what the reason is, Qiao Bo just can't stand that kid Zhou Xingyao!
Especially after hearing from Bao, he had some thoughts about Song Ning...
Qiao Ran was having an unclear relationship with him again, which made Qiao Bo really sick!
Qiao Ran looked at his elder brother anxiously. Didn't he hear it?
If Big Brother had heard it, he should have stopped it long ago, right? !
Qiao Ran lowered her brows and restrained her expression. After hearing what Song Ning said, her heart was moved!
She and Brother Xingyao haven't seen each other for several days. Brother Xingyao is preparing for the college entrance examination during this period and asked her not to disturb him!
But...she just went to bring him a pot of well water, so that wouldn't be considered a disturbance, right?
"Zhou Zhiqing asked me to borrow some information a while ago, but I haven't given it to him yet..."
Qiao Ran twisted his fingers nervously and looked at Qiao Bo timidly.
"I'm going out first..."
"you…"
Qiao Bo wanted to teach Qiao Ran a lesson, but Song Ning grabbed his arm.
Song Ning's palms are small, but her fingers are long and slender, and they feel soft as if they have no bones.
At this time, the soft hair was placed on Qiao Bo's arm, and when Qiao Bo touched the skin, it suddenly became hot.
The truth was right on the tip of my tongue, but it was completely forgotten!
When Qiao Ran saw that his elder brother was tripped by Song Ning, he took the opportunity to stick to the wall and ran away.
"Let her go!"
Song Ning shook her head at Qiao Bo, "She is now in trouble with the peach blossom curse, which happened to Zhou Xingyao."
"If we don't let them meet, how can we know what Zhou Xingyao is up to!"
"It is impossible to be a thief for a thousand days without being on guard against thieves!"
As she spoke, Song Ning revealed a charming smile.
"What could be more devastating than seeing your plan almost come to fruition, only to have it suddenly fail?"
"Qiao Ran, we have to teach her a lesson!"
"Adolescents are the most annoying! If you keep suppressing them, it will only make them rebellious."
"The more you forbid her to do something, the more she will go against you..."
Song Ning smiled and tapped Qiao Bo's arm, "You should just go along with her now and let her hit her head and bleed..."
"Then she will naturally give up!"
"There are many truths in this world that you can only understand if you experience them yourself..."
"Anyway, we are watching over her, so she won't suffer any harm!"
Song Ning would never admit that she was indulging Qiao Ran for the sake of watching the fun.
Qiao Ran always finds fault with her every day. Now there is a chance to teach her a lesson, so Song Ning must seize it!
The expression on Qiao Bo's face relaxed and he looked at Song Ning with gentle eyes.
"She treated you like that, it's hard for you to spend time on her..."
"Who said she is your sister?"
Song Ning winked at Qiao Bo mischievously, "If she wasn't your sister, I wouldn't bother with her!"
Song Ning's words came from her heart. Most people in the Xuanmen sect believed in fate.
If she didn't have the relationship with Qiao Bo, she wouldn't have any interactions with Qiao Ran, and of course he wouldn't be able to help her avoid the peach blossom curse.
Furthermore, Qiao Ran treated her badly. If it weren't for the fact that she was Qiao Bo's biological sister, Song Ning would never have spent so much effort to help her!
The same is true for Zhang Jianguo's affairs.
The reason why Song Ning was willing to put so much thought into this was Qiao Bo.
And Song Ning had a feeling that Zhang Jianguo’s affairs were not over yet.
Why don't so many Feng Shui masters accept Zhang Jianguo's orders?
It’s because someone tampered with Zhang Jianguo’s private cemetery, and the means were vicious and cruel.
They are all worried about revenge from the person behind the scenes...
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