Lin Xiaoxiao left with a depressed mood. Her little brother's imagination of her made her troubled, and the psychological harm she suffered was quite heavy.

She was like a cautious elder, afraid that something wrong would hurt Zhuang Ye's self-esteem and face, so she could only enlighten her calmly.

She was sure that Zhuang Ye's mental state was definitely unhealthy, or even perverted. As for how serious it was, she could not estimate.

She thought to herself, would she want to find a psychologist to advise Zhuang Ye?

At the same time, she blamed herself, was it because she put too much pressure on Zhuang Ye that caused Zhuang Ye's mentality to change in distortedly?

Sitting in the driver's seat, Lin Xiaoxiao thought about it more and more, and she called an old classmate and made an appointment for consultation time before starting the car.

Zhuang Ye was full of joy, and the joy overflowing from his face had not dissipated.

From Lin Xiaoxiao, he obtained a large wave of psychological shadow area income, which was achieved only by losing his purity and innocence.

He bought a silver fruit again, and after swallowing it, he felt his spiritual power grow stronger again, and he was very happy.

He was immersed in the aftertaste and heard the door clanging.

Zhuang Ye knew that the naughty child from the neighbor's neighbor's house was playing with ball again, and he had long been used to such an experience.

I have scared you before, but it would be strange if a naughty child has a memory.

Zhuang Ye pushed open the door and the naughty child looked over.

"Little kid, brother is studying, don't bother me, okay? Go to your living room to play with balls, okay?"

Zhuang Ye is good at temptation. After all, he is a child, so he still needs to focus on education. If he bewitches this naughty child to play with balls in his living room, and then damages things and lets his parents beat him, listening to the naughty child's crying is also a good scenery.

"Uncle, is it okay to go to your living room to play with the ball?" said the naughty child.

Zhuang Ye almost vomited a mouthful of blood. It was obvious whether the brother was good or not, and that was not the uncle.

No wonder he had such a big reaction when he called Lin Xiaoxiao an elder. Even he couldn't stand a child's call him that, let alone Lin Xiaoxiao.

He decided to teach this naughty child a little lesson. If he doesn't know how to ask someone, he should close his mouth. How did he bear it?

Looking at the ball on the concrete floor, Zhuang Ye kicked it directly, and saw that the ball was kicked out of the corridor.

The naughty child cried loudly.

"The psychological shadow area value from Qian Jiayou, 777."

Zhuang Ye laughed, this is the effect he wants.

This naughty child has a good name, and the psychological shadow area value contributed is even more gratifying.

Perhaps in the future, when Qian Jiayou became famous, he would still remember that a bad uncle kicked the ball he was playing with, which would leave an indelible shadow on his childhood and would even accompany him for life.

Whenever Qian Jiayou dreams of the past at midnight, he will remember this scene.

If this is true, then the psychological shadow area value from Qian Jiayou will continue to increase, and every time I think of it, there will be a wave of income.

Zhuang Ye felt that Qian Jiayou must be awarded a lifetime contribution award.

"The psychological shadow area value from Qian Jiayou, 333."

Zhuang Ye was so happy that he just admired Qian Jiayou who was crying.

Could it be that this wave of income was because of his cold eyes that made Qian Jiayou suffer another heavy blow?

Qian Jiayou's heart was useless to curse Zhuang Ye, and the image of this bad uncle in front of him was really abominable.

The naughty child's cry finally played a role and successfully lured the mother out.

"Hello aunt!"

Before the child's mother could attack, he first greeted him politely.

"Psychological shadow area value from Han Mei, 999."

Han Mei's mentality collapsed instantly. She had already gotten married early. She was less than 30 years old and was given the title of aunt by a young man of similar age. The grievance in her heart suddenly surged like waves.

"Who is your aunt? You are the aunt? Are you blind? Are you older than me? Just call someone casually without knowing anything. Are you an unweaned child? Are you so ignorant, did you study in the dog's belly?"

The woman named Han Mei was furious and scolded Zhuang Ye to the point of being completely useless.

Zhuang Ye was frightened, but Sister Xiaoxiao loved him. If he had been attacked by Sister Xiaoxiao with the same level of counterattack, he would probably have to be hospitalized for treatment.

He looked at Han Mei, who had amazing skills in her mouth, and couldn't admire her.

There was infinite joy in his heart. As long as the psychological shadow area value increases, everything else was considered entertainment. Who made him encounter such a weird system?

"Miss, your child..."

Before Zhuang Ye could finish a sentence, he saw the fierce Han Mei walking forward two steps, staring at Zhuang Ye and accusing him, "You are the young lady. You look a few years younger than me, and you don't even have a sense of speaking at all. You dare to call me a young lady. Are you teasing me?"

"Psychological shadow area value from Han Mei, 222."

Zhuang Ye just laughed at me. Even if the young lady is teasing her, big sister, what is your mind thinking?

Even if it is teasing, where does your psychological shadow come from? Is it because of my handsome little brother? Is it because you are at a disadvantage? Is it good that you get the advantage?

Zhuang Ye felt very hurt. Sister Xiaoxiao was a little cute. Others were too tough. Compared to Sister Xiaoxiao's gentleness, he was a little unbearable. It came from Han Mei's psychological shadow area offensive.

"The psychological shadow area value from Qian Jiayou, 222."

Zhuang Ye almost fell to his knees, naughty boy, what's wrong with you?

At this moment, I don’t even want to pay attention to you. Are you helping your mother or is your curse on me still continuing?

Even the psychological shadow area value of contribution is the same. Do you mother and son want to die in two?

Zhuang Ye laughed strangely and couldn't help but complain: Please let the storm come more violently.

He was so desperate that he loved the mother and son, and he contributed more than 2,000 psychological shadow area to him in a minute.

Zhuang Ye took a step back, wiped the sporadic spit on his face, and said with a smile: "Sister, why does the saliva from your mouth smell like leeks?"

"Psychological shadow area value from Han Mei, 666."

Han Mei was furious and said that she had bad breath, which was simply untolerable.

"I'll tear your mouth apart." Han Mei was probably very angry, and slowly pretended to attack with a fight. She glanced at Zhuang Ye for a moment before aiming at Zhuang Ye's short hair and ready to start.

Zhuang Ye would not give him a chance? He flashed into his room like a loach, and then closed the security door with a clang.

"Be careful in the future."
Chapter completed!