Mo Baobao's classmates came back all the way by themselves, and they also drifted away quickly.
Just arrived at the gate of Yuanzi, he was crying for his adoptive father.
Duan Yue just came out of the house, and saw a child fall down from the mid air and swoop into his arms.
"Father, help." The little ghost is singing well, crying and using.
"What's the matter?" Duan Yue quickly reaches for him.
Mo Baobao frowned, sobbed and cried, "mother and father beat me. They beat me all the way home. Especially fierce. The adoptive father, the little league son is very bitter in his heart. "
The broken moon almost couldn't help laughing.
Reluctantly pressed the smile on the corner of his mouth, Duanyue stretched out his hand and held him straight. "Little Tuan, what are you doing with moths?"
Mo Baobao wrinkled his face and said pitifully, "little Tuan asked students to eat sweet potatoes."
"It's a good thing that you invite your classmates to eat sweet potatoes. How can your mother punish you?"
"I used a stealth array." Mo Baobao's classmates murmured, "Mr. Zhang is so anxious that he looks for us everywhere."
"So you're naughty again, aren't you?" The broken moon poked his forehead.
With a pair of small claws on his back, Qiao approached the bamboo garden and shouted, "Mo Xiao! Come down! "
Everyone is silent
Mo Baobao's little friend shrunk and climbed down from his adoptive father, holding a pair of small claws, pitifully Baba huddled aside.
Trees with a cold face, angry way, "do you recognize the mistake?"
Mo Baobao stands aside and sobs. Guangguang adult accompanies him to wipe tears together.
"Do you think it's fun to play the master?" The tree said angrily, "you're just naughty, and you're fooling around with a group of children! You're right? "
"Joe Joe..." Mo Lian gave a weak cry.
"Shut up!" Qiao Qiao's master angrily interrupts, the poor Mo father quickly shut up his mouth and dare not say a word.
Throw a helpless little look at her son. Mo Lian moves to Duan Yue's side, and they secretly exchange eyes.
Broken Moon: what's the matter?
Mo Lian with bitter melon face: it's over, my son is really annoying his mother!
"Your grandfather, your grandmother, your grandfather, and your grandmother dote on you, and your uncles, uncles, aunts, and uncles all depend on you! I'm used to you! Don't even know the simple truth of respecting teachers and respecting teachers. Do you think it's right? " The tree reproached fiercely.
There was no sound.
"You are called to take the lead in the school! What a prestige! What do you have? Big brother? "
"What would you do if the parents of those children could not find their children today? Is this how the rune array is used for you
Hearing the news, taohuashenzun and Miyan Shengzi looked at the broken moon and ink lotus beside the pestle with puzzled eyes.
Mo Lian waves to them quietly, which means don't go up to poke the horse honeycomb. Qiao Qiao is angry now. Whoever persuades him to be unlucky, whoever goes up to find a smoke
Mo Baobao's classmates probably saw his mother scold him so and so for the first time.
Stupefied for a long time, seeing her mother's preaching finished, she turned angrily into the room and slammed the door.
The child "wow" a cry, Wei Qu Baba to turn small head to look at the direction of his father.