Chapter 68

"Is that so?" Mo Jingyao's voice line is warm and soft, and the voice of the previous order to beat people's palms is a world wide difference.

Listen to be in the mouth of the ink one and two collective lip corner twitch, this is still they always high cold ink less?

It's a little greasy.

It seems that the legend of Mo Shao's spring heart is true.

It's not fake at all.

The object of Mo Shao's spring heart is the metaphor around him.

"Well." Metaphorical color nods, she is always an honest girl, she does not lie, she also disdains to lie.

"Where did you hit?" Mo Jingyao's voice continues to be gentle, and at the same time, his brows are deeply locked and his body is examined again.

In the eyes, it's all about worry.

It was as if if he could find out where the metaphor was hurt, he would break the other party apart.

"Belly."

How many times

"Five or six."

"Stop." Mo Jingyao stopped the on-the-spot performance after hearing the simile's reply.

It's a little monotonous.

It's better to add a little atmosphere.

Yu Mo was relieved and praised Yu Yan directly. If Yu Yan didn't give up her mother, her two sisters and father would continue to follow her.

Mo Jingyao's eyes fell on Chen Meishu's face, "take the tape off her mouth."

The man in black hands and uncovers it.

Chen Meishu immediately became angry, "Yu Yan, you are not my own daughter. You are talking nonsense. Yu se is my own. Where can I be willing to beat her stomach? I don't have it."

"Yes, you did." This time, Yu Mo testifies to Yu Yan, and at the same time winks at Chen Meishu, "Mom, you can recognize it. Yu se is still there. Who hit her? Doesn't she know? Is that what you can do if you want to pay off? "

So, in such a short time, Chen Meishu was betrayed by her two daughters. "Yu Mo Yu Yan, you are against God. Jing An, look at me. This is to give you two ungrateful children. If you had known that they were like this, you might as well have strangled them at first."

"It's my metaphor. It's none of Mei Shu's business." Yu Jingan, who is at the edge of the line, finally speaks. Chen Meishu, the husband and wife of many years, is also working for Yu's company. As a man, he can't let Chen Meishu get beaten.

Because, judging from the fact that Mo Jingyao was beaten several times, it is estimated that Mo Jingyao will return to Chen Meishu ten times or even dozens of times.

He said, Chen Meishu finally stopped crying, and then she got up trembling. "Uncle, are you in the witchcraft of metaphor? She will make magic. She makes magic. You can't help but listen to her words and vent your anger for her? Otherwise, you can't be attracted by her airport body, which has no flesh all over her body. Wake up, uncle. You can't be possessed by her witchcraft and cheated by her. "

"Small color can be witchcraft? Let me see. " I don't want to. When Mo Jingyao heard this, he didn't doubt the metaphor. On the contrary, he looked at the metaphor with a smile on his lips.

That smile Rong Dun, he a beautiful face hook incomparably vivid good-looking.

Yu Mo and Yu Yan were stunned.

They've never seen such a good-looking man.

It's so cool to kill those first-line male stars directly.

Mo 1 and Mo 2 follow Mo Jingyao's voice line and look at the past, but they are also stunned.

This seems to be the first time they saw Mo Jingyao smile.

Once upon a time, they thought Mo Jingyao would not laugh.

It turned out that he was laughing like this.

Actually not a bit feminine, on the contrary, how much of his body dissipated the cold, how much a little bit of human fireworks breath.

"I didn't use witchcraft. It's their own iniquity. It's none of my business."

"OK, Xiaose said there was no witchcraft, so there was no witchcraft." Mo Jingyao patted her little hand, "feel it again, is there any discomfort in the stomach?"

Yu se shook his head, "No She disdains lying.

Mo Jingyao first looked at Yu Jingan this time. Just when Chen Meishu thought he was going to order someone to beat Yu Jing'an's stomach, Mo Jingyao suddenly pointed to her and said, "hit her in the stomach. How many times you can do it."

"Yes, less ink." Mo finished, a kick to Chen Meishu's stomach, Chen Meishu hit metaphor color five or six times, that according to Mo Jingyao's habit of dealing with people, it comes to an integral multiple, 60 times can only be more than not less..

"Ah" exclaimed, and then, Chen Meishu's body flew directly into the wine cabinet behind her.

The wine bottles on the wine cabinet clattered and fell down. Two wine bottles directly hit Chen Meishu's head, and the blood immediately flowed.

As soon as Yu SE's hand was tight, she had never seen such a bloody scene before, so she could not help holding Mo Jingyao's finger.

The man held her little finger in the palm of his hand, as if to say, "don't be afraid.".

Then, metaphor is really not afraid.Over there, Chen Meishu has already started to cry, "Ming Ming Ming Jing'an says that he has hit the simile stomach. Uncle, why me?"

"Does Mrs. Yu really want to taste the consequences of lying? If so, I don't mind at all. "

He said this sentence, as if to Yu se, and said it in a low and soft way, but Chen Mei Shu was thrilled. Then, he crawled to Yu Se and Mo Jingyao, "Mo Shao, forgive me. It's my fault. I shouldn't blame Yu SE's head for my stomachache."

After pleading with Mo Jingyao, she asked for Yu se again, "Xiaose, I'm your mother anyway. My stomach is still aching. It's killing Yu Yan. So is Yu Yan. Your father's head is about to hit the wall. You can see that we have lived together for more than ten years. Let's get rid of witchcraft quickly. I can't stand the pain."

It's a stomachache, a slap in the face, and then she just got kicked and bumped into the wine cabinet. Chen Meishu now looks like a madman with her hair all over her head. She is no longer arrogant in the past.

"I'm not going to the hospital until I'm sick, but I'm not going back to the hospital. I'm not going back to the hospital

Ink a long leg two steps to walk in the past, raise the foot to kick Chen Meishu again.

At this time, Yu Jingan rushed up and blocked in front of Chen Meishu, "Xiaose, it's mom and dad's wrong. Dad apologizes to you here. You can spare your mother this time."

See such Yu Jingan, to this share, also don't forget to protect his wife.

Yu se frowned and suddenly became dull. He put his little hand around Mo Jingyao's neck and said in a soft voice, "let's go. I want to go back to school."

"No way." I don't want to. Mo Jingyao seems to be addicted to sitting on this sofa. He doesn't agree.