Chapter 440 My Arm Is Going to Be Painted

Every time Wu Mei said a word, Wu Yue's face turned pale, but Wu Zhengsi felt more and more sweet and considerate. Of course he couldn't be the same as He Biyun, otherwise how could he be regarded as a provincial model?

He Biyun was furious, cursing with hatred: "Lao Wu, you can't help this damn girl talking nonsense? Look at what she said, it's amazing!"

Wu Zhengsi looked at her coldly, but felt disgusted, and what he said naturally didn't sound good, "What did Meimei say wrong? Your education level is not high, and you usually don't listen to reading more, you deserve a child. look down on you!"

"How can you say that, Lao Wu? Yueyue is right, you really let this dead girl take away your soul, and you no longer have our mothers and daughters in your heart!"

He Biyun suddenly felt disheartened, and tears flowed down her cheeks. She couldn't figure it out, how could a good life be like this?

Wu Mei snorted coldly and couldn't help but stabbed: "I, the victim, didn't cry, but Wu Yue, the murderer, cried first. What kind of drama are you singing?"

He Biyun's crying stopped abruptly and scolded angrily: "What are you talking about? If you don't spread the rumor about your sister for a day, your tongue will itch? I'll beat you to death!"

The persimmon was softly pinched, Wu Zhengsi couldn't vent the fire, of course she could only find Wu Mei!

Wu Mei's legs were inflexible, so she didn't dodge for a while, so He Biyun grabbed her arm. Her body, which had not been beaten for a long time, was more sensitive to pain, and the pain made her gasp.

"Dad, I still have to draw on my arm!"

Wu Mei shouted, she knew what would impress Wu Zhengsi the most, and sure enough—

Wu Zhengsi's face turned cold, and Wu Mei was injured because of his leg, so he couldn't even participate in the city show. If he did, he might have a chance to show his face in the city's Spring Festival Gala. What a chance, Wu Yue would be destroyed!

But he is not particularly uncomfortable, after all, there is still a national competition.

Compared with the Spring Festival Gala in the city, the national competition is not a little bit higher. Before the competition is over, Wu Mei's two hands are more precious than the national treasure, and they must not be damaged at all!

He Biyun was so daring and dared to hurt Wu Mei's hand, how could Wu Zhengsi not be angry?

He didn't want to scold any more, he walked over and dragged He Biyun away, but he was still not relieved, and Wu Zheng thought, who had itchy palms, didn't want to just slap him, and saw He Biyun staggered and fell to the ground, he was relieved. !

"Ouch!"

Wu Mei didn't feel relieved,

UU Reading www.uukanshu. com called out on purpose, Wu Zhengsi hurriedly came over to check, there was a circle of green marks on Wu Mei's right little arm, which was very eye-catching!

"Dad, I'm out of strength!"

Wu Mei gestured a few times, her face panicked, but her heart was secretly happy. Her skin was tender, and she looked a lot of blue, but it didn't really matter. .

Wu Zhengsi was very anxious when he heard it. He didn't doubt Wu Mei's words at all, but he didn't see the whole circle on his hand turning blue!

"Dad will give you a rubbing oil for you!"

Wu Zhengsi didn't care about the girls on the ground, trotted to take out the active oil from the cabinet, and hurriedly rubbed Wu Mei, for fear that it would affect next year's competition.

"It's better, thanks Dad!"

Wu's eyebrows were sore that tears were dripping with tears, but He Biyun's pinching didn't hurt so much. Wu Zhengsi's rubbing really killed her!

But Wu Zhengsi thought that her hand was hurting badly, and she hated He Biyun even more, and her face was terrifyingly gloomy!