Mrs. Qin glanced at the portrait in the corner and sighed gently.

A pair of beautiful eyes mixed with very complex feelings, she walked slowly to the portrait.

"Husband, tell the truth. Do you like Yantao?"

Qin Zheng snorted softly, "I hate people related to that son of a bitch, qilinzi!"

Mrs. Qin gave him a silent look.

Qin Zheng walked slowly over and hugged Mrs. Qin's shoulder. "OK, OK, I've seen it. Let's go?"

Mrs. Qin climbed to the ground with Qin Zheng. They were sneaky like thieves. They went out for a long distance before they dared to stand up straight.

On the way, Mrs. Qin was silent for a long time.

Gently grasp Qin Zheng's hand, "will Xiao Zong blame me..."

Qin Zheng smiled lightly, "he knows that you are for his good. But your brain is useless."

"My son won't blame..."

Before the words fell, Mrs. Qin jumped up angrily, totally ignoring her demeanor and imagination, grabbed Qin Zheng's neck, "Qin Zheng!! you have no brain! I think you want to die!"

Mrs. Qin hung on Qin Zheng. She didn't mean to keep her hand at all.

Qin Zheng's temple jumped, "I'm wrong, I'm wrong..."

Mrs. Qin snorted coldly.

"Since you knew, why didn't you remind me?"

"I think you did it on purpose!"

Mrs. Qin angrily released her hand, which was very unfair.

"I'm very unhappy. I don't want to see you these days. You happen to be busy. You can live in the military region for two days."

With that, Mrs. Qin strode away.

Qin Zheng

He touched his nose and looked innocent: am I also shot lying down?

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Star domain, canglan galaxy.

The silver aircraft arrived at the Marshal's house in the twinkling of an eye.

Xuanming had already led people to wait at the door.

Seeing the silver aircraft from a distance, xuanming's smile almost overflowed.

Brilliant like sunflower.

The soldiers behind looked at xuanming.

Make eye contact one by one.

Private A: Lord xuanming must want the owner to grant him a holiday again.

Private B: I haven't seen Lord xuanming's holiday really approved for so many years.

Although there are times to go out for a walk.

But that's also with a mission.

Private a nuzui: you see, Lord xuanming is so happy that he must have got the promise of the owner again.

Private B shook his head silently: which time was not like this.

He went to meet with joy.

The grieving Jedi went back.

According to the master's way, xuanming is so two. It's impossible to beat the master!

Private C is biased: what's more, Lord Yun Kuo is still on the side of the owner.

The soldiers finally looked at xuanming, who was so happy that he wanted to fly, and shook their heads together.

Poor Lord xuanming

The plane fell slowly in front of the Marshal's house.

Xuanming hurried to meet him and said with a smile, "master, are you back?"

The boy came down with a pale face and looked at him coldly, "what are you doing blocking the gate?"

She had to stop at the gate.

Xuanming was slightly stunned.

It was a surprise to be asked.

At the back of Yan Tao, Yuan Jing came down in confusion, with petals and all kinds of gifts.

That little face is three points whiter than the marshal's.

Xuanming slightly opened his mouth, "former adjutant, have you walked that glorious Avenue?"