The little boy was stopped, raised his head and glared at the visitor with dissatisfaction: "who are you..."
When he said that, he stopped talking because Huo Jun was dressed up and was sitting next to his sister. His identity was too obvious.
"Are you commander Huo?"
Huo Jun looked down at the young man in front of him. He was eleven or twelve years old. His face was a little bad, but he looked like his sister-in-law very much. He was completely carved out of the same mold. In this way, Huo Shuai was very pleased with his brother-in-law.
"Brother in law." He raised his eyebrows and released his grip on the collar.
"Your sister is not in good health. Don't be so rash."
Zhaofu didn't look worried, but he didn't look up and down.
"Sister, I was going to find you. Hum, they won't let me go out!" As soon as Qi Jun opened his mouth, he complained.
"How are you doing?"
He looked back at Huo Jun, leaned into a Zhao's ear and said quietly, "elder sister, Huo looks so fierce. Is he good to you? If it's not good, I'll take you. I've saved a lot of money. "
Huo Jun's face is expressionless, holding the armrest by the hand, imagining that under the hand is the smelly boy next to him.
You want to run with his wife?
So close, don't you think he can't hear?
A Zhao looks at a boy who is about the same height as he is sitting in front of him. Qi Jun is probably the only one in the world who only hopes for Qi zhaohao.
She also lowered her voice. The two brothers and sisters got together to bite their ears and whispered, "commander-in-chief, he's very good. He's good to me."
Qi Jun is sure that his sister looks very good. The whole person is more energetic than he is at home. Then he goes to Huo Jun in a very serious way and shouts out his brother-in-law with a single look.
Huo Jun looked down at him: "you are very good."
He thought about it for a while, and felt that he should give his brother-in-law some presents for the first time.
Naiho Huo Marshal has never been in the habit of carrying extra things on his body. He touched and simply untied a thing on his waist and handed it to Qi Jun.
A Zhao's eyes widened: "what do you do?"
Huo Jun Li of course: "meeting ceremony."
He raised the gun in front of Qi Jun: "do you like it?"
Qi Jun's eyes are bright.
There are no boys who don't love this.
He picked up the gun almost as fast as he grabbed it. He couldn't put it down. His face was full of excitement.
"Can you play?" Huo Jun saw that the things he sent out were liked, and he was in a good mood.
Qi Jun shakes his head a little embarrassed. Qi family is a serious businessman's family. Where can he use these?
"When you get to the Marshal's mansion, I'll teach you."
"Well, thank you, brother-in-law." Qi Jun's brother-in-law was more than willing.
Standing on the side watching the whole process, master Qi looked at the gun in Qi Jun's hand: "this, commander-in-chief, jun'er is still small, such a dangerous thing..."
Huo Jun looked at the past, success made him shut his mouth.
To this kind of person who does not want to pay attention to, Huo Dashuai has always been stingy words.
For Qi Jun in, Huo Jun and a Zhao stay in the Qi house for lunch.
Qi Ying was released. After all, it would be strange if the occasion was not there.
When she had dinner, she was honest and had no unnecessary words and actions. Mrs. Qi was relieved.
At the end of lunch, a Zhao has to rest for a while.