Don't worry about him
When Xi Muqiao educates her children, she never interferes. This time, she is no exception. She just looks at Jing with the wound on her face and takes a look at Jing Xiao.
Jing Xiao just and Huo Gan dad finished the phone, she toward Qiao Mu Bi drew a OK gesture.
See, Qiao Mu that nervous heart, just gradually smooth down.
I was beaten by Xi Jing.
Xi Muqiao knew that what he cared about most was his face, but just now, all his moves were directed towards his face.
When he was almost beaten in the face, he began to attack other places.
"Hiss -"
Xi Jing turned over and lay on the sofa, gasping heavily.
Jiang is still old and hot. He tries his best, but he still has to be beaten.
In fact, he was also blamed. Since graduation, his family didn't care about him. He was used to it. He didn't train for a long time. After a long time, his strength began to decline.
All in all, it's up to me to die.
He pulled his face and laughed, "Dad, you are more fierce than the last time. My legs are numb. Last time I was lying in bed for three days, this time it will take a week?"
Smell speech, Xi Muqiao glanced at him, did not speak.
Qiao Mu is very sour eyes, her Jing encounter is like this, from small to big, no matter how miserable was cleaned up, the last like a smiley face.
"All right, shut up
"Mommy, am I disfigured?"
Qiao Mu lip corner smoked, this big son hit brain circuit is not the same ah, every time the focus is different from others, all this time, he still think about his face.
"Destroyed."
He glared, "ah?"
Jing Xiao also followed a fire, "really ah, this is good, a family of six, Xi Jing encounter the ugliest."
“……”
"My Cao, Dad, why do you hit me in the face? Your son will rely on this face in the future. It's over. I don't know if cosmetic surgery can be saved."
Cosmetic surgery
This time, not only Qiao Mu and Xi Jingxiao, but also Xi Muqiao's mouth began to twitch.
Did you break the boy's head just now?
Half an hour later, Huo Mingyang came in a hurry.
Mainly, Jing Xiao said to him on the phone.
"Godfather, come on, my father is going to kill my brother, and his legs are broken. My brother has begun to lose consciousness of the bleeding from his mouth and nose..."
Huo Mingyang was so scared that he didn't have a meeting. He told the driver to hold the emergency box and run away.
Here's a look.
Where is the leg broken?
Or is it unclear?
This kid is clearly smiling at him! Look, wave at him!
It's Huo Mingyang's turn to vomit blood this time.
This son of a bitch
"Godfather, look at my face..."
Huo Mingyang did not pay attention to him, directly slapped him on the leg.
"Oh, pain, godfather, let go
Huo Mingyang calmly released his hand.
Well, it's still loud. There's nothing wrong with it.
So, originally came to rescue Xi Jingyu Huo Da Dean, throw the things in hand, and chat with Xi Muqiao.
Xi Jing met a fool and called out in his throat, "godfather, why are you going? My legs hurt, my face hurts, my ribs hurt too!"
"I deserve it. I'll have a long memory."
Xi Jing met with the following words:
"Mommy!"
Qiao Mu cleared his throat and spread out his hand, "son smash, I can't help this injury. It hurts first, because mommy has something to tell you later, and it will hurt even more."
He shut his mouth. "Huh?"
Qiao Mu rubbed his hands, a face of love, "a month later, you Linchuan uncle will come to take you to the army."
"Ah? Where are you going? "
Xi Jingxiao afraid he can not hear clearly, but also specially Pinyin, "troops, budui, all four tones."