"Langzi! You stand for me! Aren't you absolutely don't fight back!" Ming Yuanlang held two chicken hair dumplings with his left and right hands, panting angrily at Cang Qiao scolded.
Cang Qiao stood behind the flower table, and touched himself with no expression. He had more handsome red -printed face, and it was estimated that he would be swollen and swollen tomorrow.
He said faintly: "Yeah, but I can't say anything."
This is no wonder he, his brother -in -law, or the future of the future, is a dark and spicy.
How much the little girl likes his face. He knows clearly and does not think that he is as proud, so if you want to destroy his face, this will not be!
"You, you, you ... you have the ability to go out of this door. After getting out of this flower hall, don't think about her in your life, my family does not lack money, I have a daughter and grandchildren for a lifetime, children follow Ruo Ruo Ruo Ruo Ruo Ruo
surname!"
Ming Yuan Qi knotted, took the chicken feathers to point out that he scolded him!
OK, blame him to underestimate the cunning of this eight calves!
Cang Qiao thought for a while, and glanced at the future of his future, Youyou said: "Okay, I don’t get out of the flower hall."
Even if the flower hall is not large, but as far as Ming Yuanglang ’s effort, if you want to hit him, you can only stand like that just now.
Ming Lan was knelt and sat there with a clever man, playing a good little daughter to reduce the sense of existence.
While drinking tea by the way, while watching his father holding two chicken hair dumplings, he followed his man to draw the "game rules" there.
Then Dad was murderous, and the dragon sperm tiger flickered his man to dodge everywhere.
In order to coax Yue, the man had to let his father fight, but he had to protect his beautiful face, not to be broken.
Hey, this is right, fight, let's, call Dad's breath, and by the way, he also bullied her at the beginning, but it was fine.
... ...
I don't know how long it has been, Ming Yuan Lang was so tired that he was panting on the eight immortal chairs, and the two chicken hairy dumplings in his hand, although he filled the internal force to protect it.
But it was still broken, and one was almost broken.
Anyway, the chicken hair above is basically gone.
If Ming Lan got up, she obediently poured the tea on the side and wiped her father sweat: "Dad is tired and rest.
Cang Qiao stood aside, glanced at Ming Lanruo coldly, not her, so she could arrange her mouth so sharply?
He turned his eyes and took off a few feathers on his head expressionlessly: "Do the Grandpa to fight? If so, let me send two more chicken feathers?"
Ming Yuanglang heard that, and a fast -breaking chicken feathers in his hand smashed into him: "Roll out!"
Cang Qiao didn't move, and he smashed himself from the chicken hair dumplings, and fell into two halves.
Ming Yuanlang was even more angry, and Ming Lan on the side was politely thrown away the broken feathers, but he did not throw it on his daughter and threw it on his feet: "Roll, you also roll out, you also roll out,
Take the faceless and skinny, all rolling calves! "
Ming Lan Nuo nodded obediently: "Daddy is so happy to rest, and Minger will come again."
After speaking, she left in a small step, and Cang Qiao followed her silently.
Ming Yuanlang was paralyzed on the stool exhausted, rubbing his eyebrows, looking at the sky outside the window, and his heart was 怅-
The orphan of the Xiao family left only her alone. Fortunately, Guanyin gave him a daughter, otherwise, even if he surnamed with his surname, he couldn't keep the child.
Although the child is not very good, why if he chose him?
Guanyin ...
Those things in that year, I couldn't live in my own heart ... alas.
The Xiao family and you didn't want her to revenge, I just hope that she will be safe and happy for life, but now ... she still embarked on that way.
I only hope that Guanyin, you and Yuezhang, they will bless if ...
... ...
If Ming Lan went out, he immediately ordered the servant who had been outside the yard: "Go in immediately and take good care of the Grandpa of the Guo Grandma.
"Yes." Several servants nodded respectfully and walked into the room.
Ming Lanruo called another person: "Go and take a cloak."
The man's servant nodded, and after a while, he took a new cloak that Ming Lan made people to Mingguo.
If Ming Lan took the cloak, he sent everyone away, and then hugged the cloak to Cang Qiao, shaking the cloak, covering him from head to toe.
Also cover up all his wolf, she carefully tied his cloak for his cloak.
Feeling that he looked at his eloquent eyes, Ming Lan Ruo cough: "Go back, my father is also worried about me, the master should not be in mind."
The governor of the dignitaries, how can the nine thousand years of people above 10,000 people be seen as such a embarrassing look.