Chapter 7273 Misfortune Comes From the Mouth

Soon Ling Yue couldn't bear the noise anymore.

He hates this noisy environment the most.

Seeing his annoyance, the little tree seedling said to Su Qingxing: "Qingxing, when I came here, I saw that your yard is beautifully designed. Let's go and visit your yard?"

"Okay!" Su Qingxing said cheerfully, "Our courtyard was designed by my grandparents. It has the beauty of Jiangnan gardens and the splendor of royal gardens. People who have seen it all say that our courtyard is well designed!"

He took Ling Yue and the others out.

When they reached the door of the living room, they were stopped by a fat man who was slightly shorter than him.

The little fat man looked at him with a smile and asked, "Brother, what are you doing? I'll be cutting the cake in a while, and you are today's protagonist. If you can't be found later, everyone will be waiting for you."

The joy on Su Qingxing's face disappeared, and he said with a cold expression: "I took my friends for a stroll, and I took my mobile phone with me. When it was time to cut the cake, someone would call me."

"I still have to call you, isn't that bad?" The little fat man said, "There are so many guests, and our yard is so big, if you go far away, you won't be able to make it back in three to five minutes, even if you only delay three minutes." , A total of dozens of guests came today, one person delayed for three minutes, dozens of three minutes, that is several hours, time is life, just because of you, waste so many other people's lives, are you embarrassed?"

"It's nothing to do with Qingxing," Xiaoshu Miaoer explained, "We want Qingxing to accompany us to visit the yard. We won't go far, just look at the door. Someone should remind Qingxing before cutting the cake? We Will go back soon and won't waste everyone's time."

The little fat man looked at the little sapling strangely, and after a few strange smiles, he asked Su Qingxing, "Brother, is he also your classmate? He's still so short even in junior high school. Is he a dwarf?"

"What did you say?" Su Qingxing's expression changed abruptly: "Say it again!"

He didn't have a chance to say it again.

As soon as the word "dwarf" landed, Ling Yue grabbed his collar.

Ling Yue grabbed his collar with one hand, and slapped him hard in the face with the other.

The little fat man's face was also very fat, white and fat. When he slapped him, the flesh on his face trembled, and his voice was particularly crisp and loud.

The little fat man was stunned.

He had never seen such a person before, without saying a word, he beat up immediately!

He stared at Ling Yue blankly, dumbfounded.

Before he could recover, his mouth was suddenly pinched.

Qin Junye pinched his mouth and poured a small dish of mustard into his mouth, "Your mouth is so stinky, come on, young master, let me wash it for you!"

A small dish of mustard was poured into Qin Junye's mouth, and the little fat man couldn't do it right then.

He tasted mustard.

At that time, he only tasted a little bit and was stimulated by the weird taste to tears.

But now, he was poured a whole plate of mustard!

The weird taste of mustard filled his mouth, and he felt bad all over, bending over and crying and howling: "Dad! Mom! Help!"

His shouts like killing a pig quickly attracted the attention of the guests.

Many people gathered around here, including his parents.

Seeing the little fat man bending over and screaming, with a few bright red palm prints on the fat white face, his mother rushed over screaming: "Pengpeng, what's wrong?"