Just when Muqi was threatened with death by Xie Mobei and Mo Wuan.

Muqi turned to look at the little Lu pear on the sofa.

She and her father's confrontation, has entered the final stage.

Obviously, xiaoluli won in the end.

Of course, it may be that Lu Junhan is too lazy to pay attention to her.

All in all, I saw that she was wearing a pink down jacket, pink and tender, with two beautiful long horsetails, like a little girl.

Like a sloth hugging a tree, my little body is tightly clinging to my father.

One arm held the round green watermelon steadily.

And the other hand, it is dead circle dad's neck.

Under the thick pink socks wearing feet, but also kept in Lu Junhan's body, white and soft face, crying, dark and slender eyelashes were wet with tears, looking at the wet, even the cheek stained with tears.

That smack and smack of small appearance, looked very scared.

Of course, the expression on Lu Junhan's face at this moment is also frightening.

Mu Qi: "I'm not sure."

What a good mother.

It's time to hold your baby and strangle your father.

Lu Junhan finally could not bear it. He wanted to tear the little girl down and said coldly, "can't you come down?"

"No, Dad, people can protect you. Really, people and babies can protect you..."

The little girl is now immersed in the sadness that they are going to die. As soon as her little body pulls out, her expression is even more sad when her father doesn't let her hold her.

Her little hand around her father's neck was tight again. Her bright red mouth was shriveled, and her big black eyes were full of water. She just looked at him coldly.

But I haven't had time to go on.

The watermelon in the other arm rolled out of the little girl's arm under the pressure. Then, it swept a green arc in the air

When you see that you are about to hit the sharp corner of the table in front of you.

Not far away, Muqi saw that, with his eyebrows slightly raised, slightly bent down and his long arm extended. Like playing basketball, Muqi was extremely accurate and relaxed, and he fished out the small watermelon that was about to be smashed.

Muqi mouth with a shallow smile, eyes down, looking at the hand is playing with that small watermelon.

Little girl two small hands can not grasp the small watermelon, for these adults, one hand, can hold.

Shen Lao, Lan Xi and Xie Mobei have been paying close attention to this side.

Naturally, I also saw the bloody scene of watermelon falling off the little girl's hand and almost bumping into the corner of the table.

Now I can't help but feel relieved to see that the watermelon is firmly in Muqi's hand.

After all, this watermelon is a very important prop now.

Of course, Lu Junhan also saw it.

See Muqi caught, he slightly frowned eyebrows loose, not because it is a prop, but because, if the watermelon is broken, someone will cry to death.

I'm sure I'll cry for most of the day.

When the time comes, no one can live in peace.

They all saw the whole process, but the little girl didn't know.

The little girl is lying on her father's body with her back to the coffee table.

Therefore, did not see before the watermelon to hit the tea table, but was Mu Qi picked up the scene.

She only slightly stares round her black and clear eyes, her bright red mouth is wide open, vaguely revealing her white teeth.

She turned to look at her baby in Muqi's hand, her empty arm and Muqi.

So back and forth to see no less than three times, her small eyebrows wrinkled up, expression is very confused.

Like don't understand, just in her hands of the baby, how to run to the bad uncle there?

Muqi had a calm smile on his face, as if he had been the most polite gentleman in the last century.

He looked down at the little watermelon in his hand, and then touched his nose, as if it was harmless. Facing the expressionless Lu Junhan, he said with a slightly provocative smile:

"am I robbing the watermelon from her hand?"

Before, Lu Junhan asked them:

1.

2. Let the watermelon stay in their hands for an hour.

Lu Junhan did not say how to rob.

Before the watermelon is in the little girl, but now, the watermelon is in Muqi's hands.

Of course, it was snatched.

Muqi probably knew it, but he knew it.

At first, he took Lu Li and Lu Junhan as his side.But just now, after Mr. Shen gave the order "don't look at his face", Muqi knew what Mr. Shen really meant. Undoubtedly, he wanted to see how Lu Li and Lu Junhan would deal with him without him.

So Muqi, like other hall leaders, regarded Lu Junhan and Lu Li as enemies.

In dealing with the enemy, it is natural not to have too much respect.

Of course, there is an advantage to this.

If so, Lu Li can still pass the test, then in the future, even if there is no Shen's order, Muqi will be convinced of Lu Li and regard her as a real successor instead of looking at Shen's face.

Lanxi sees Muqi grabbing the watermelon. Her eyes light up in an instant, and then she sees the two people who are indifferent.

She hated the way that iron does not become steel:

"you are also the master of the hall. Look at others, and then look at yourself!"

Xie Mobei didn't say a word, still holding his pink bear doll with no expression on his face.

Mo Wuan is also addicted to playing cards. He can't extricate himself. He smokes 2 cards back and forth.

Lanxi

Looking at it, Mr. Shen was surprised.

Unexpectedly, Muqi was lucky.

Just a few minutes later, I snatched the watermelon without saying a word.

Although the watermelon "grab" a little false, but at least the watermelon in their own hands.

At this time, in the face of Muqi's provocation, Lu Junhan didn't get angry, even without any sign of cold face.

Instead, he raised his eyebrows and gave a rare smile:

"of course."

Muqi frowned slightly. He always felt that Lu Junhan was smiling It's kind of bad.

The next second, Lu Junhan took out his cell phone and began to count down: one hour.

Then, with a faint expression on his face, he thought about how his baby could run to her uncle's little girl and said, "he robbed your baby. If you don't chase it back now, you won't have a baby in the future."

My baby

He was robbed.

I will

There is no baby.

The little girl glared round her black eyes

After that, Lu Junhan raised his head and gave him a big demon like, cold and sarcastic smile:

"hold on, you still have 59 minutes."

Mu Qi: "I'm not sure."

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