Chapter 10： You see if someone beats you up, you'll be over

Tan Mo said to Yuan Keqing earnestly and earnestly: "Cousin, fortunately there is no one else here, this sister will definitely not say it after hearing this. Otherwise, you will give us a blackmail. Tan is here. What counts in the family? Even my parents and brothers, including my parents and brothers, have never dared to be great. You should let others hear you. Don’t you laugh at us if we don’t know why we talk about family?"

Don't look at Tanmo's appearance at six years old, but in fact he is the core of a thousand-year-old snow lotus essence. In his previous life, he always listened to Master reading, talking about scriptures, and discussing the Tao.

Adults may not be able to compare this slogan, let alone Yuan Keqing and Qin Muxiao.

Qin Muxiao didn't know how it happened.

Who is her sister!

My sister has been screaming!

Yuan Keqing was angry and anxious, and Tan Mo's remarks were completely ridiculed by Tan Jia.

"But cousin, how can you say that? Tan Jia is obviously very good." Yuan Keqing secretly observed Qin Muxiao and said, "Even today's invitation was given by Uncle Wei Zhiqian himself."

Yuan Keqing didn't dare to call Wei Zhiqian uncle directly here.

When Qin Muxiao heard this, his face suddenly darkened.

She was here to find faults, and couldn't find a suitable excuse for a while.

His eyes fell on the Sleeping Beauty doll that Tan Mo was holding.

"You, give me a play with this doll." Qin Muxiao pointed to the doll in Tan Mo's arms and said.

Tan Mo's eyes brightened, and the opportunity for Xindao came.

She hugged the doll tighter and shook her head: "This is my favorite doll. I can't give it to you."

She really likes this doll, but the reason for carrying it with her is not just because she likes it.

Doesn't Yuan Keqing love to **** her things?

The more she liked it, the more Yuan Keqing wanted to grab it.

She brought the doll out today, and Yuan Keqing must find an excuse to grab it.

But I didn't expect that Yuan Keqing hadn't made a move yet, and there was another Qin Muxiao.

But it doesn't matter, it's all the same.

Originally, I talked about Mo just to protect my parents and brothers from the bitterness of the previous life.

But after so many years of getting along, they are her closest family members.

She is talking about Mo now, instead of looking at Tan Mo being bullied from a bystander perspective like the little snow lotus spirit in the previous life.

Now, she is talking about ink.

Therefore, she will not let Yuan Keqing go.

Isn't Yuan Keqing love to calculate people?

Tan Mo narrowed her eyes, she had already guessed what Yuan Keqing would say next.

"What shabby thing, even a broken baby is such a treasure." Qin Muxiao curled his lips contemptuously, "Look at how you have never seen the world, it's really shameful!"

Yuan Keqing seemed to be frightened, crying and crying: "This doll is not ordinary. It was given to his cousin by Uncle Wei Zhiqian."

Qin Muxiao became even more angry when she heard it.

Wei Zhiqian never gave her anything, not even a stone.

It can be said that Wei Zhiqian rarely gives away anything.

Even if the things sent out are worthless, as long as they are sent by Wei Zhiqian, the meaning is different.

"Give me this baby to play with!" Qin Muxiao said sternly, "Brother Zhiqian gave it? I don't believe it! Brother Zhiqian's name can't be drawn out by a lowly person like you."

"Really." Yuan Keqing cried and said, "If you don't believe me, go and ask him."

"..." Qin Muxiao grumbled and said, "What if it is? I just want to play, not for you. What kind of dog thing, even an ordinary doll is so precious!"

Yuan Keqing has been crying and crying, but Tan Mo is okay, touching the baby's long hair once and again.

Yuan Keqing seems to be speaking for her, but in fact she has been arguing Qin Muxiao's fire all the time.

It turned out that Yuan Keqing was waiting for her here.

Tan Mo basically judged that Yuan Keqing's tea art level is probably at the entry level.

But now she is only six years old, and when she gets older, the level of tea art will increase.

No wonder Tan Mo was not her opponent in the last life.

Tan Mo felt that Yuan Keqing was crying like this. If she didn't react at all, it seemed not very good.

About to rub his eyes red, I saw Qin Murong coming over.

"What's wrong with you?" Qin Murong just came over when they saw that they seemed to be arguing. "Play well, don't quarrel."

Qin Muxiao quickly grabbed Qin Murong’s backer, pointed at Tanmo and said, "Sister, I just saw her as a pretty doll. If she wanted to see it, she just wanted to grab it, crying as if I had bullied them. He kept telling me that this baby was given to me by Brother Zhiqian, so I can’t give it to me.”

Sure enough, Qin Murong's expression suddenly changed when he mentioned Wei Zhiqian.

"This is from Brother Zhiqian, and I want it too." Qin Muxiao whispered to Qin Murong, avoiding Tan Mo's hearing, otherwise, wouldn't it seem that she is worse than Tan Mo?

"Sister, I am the future sister-in-law of Brother Zhiqian, but he hasn't even sent me a stone." Qin Muxiao said aggrieved and unwilling.

Qin Murong's mouth was bitter, and he said that he had never sent you anything, and Wei Zhiqian had never sent me anything.

Everyone said that she was going to be engaged to Wei Zhiqian in the future, but Wei Zhiqian never said anything to her, being indifferent and estranged from her.

It seems that she has always been shaved and hot.

Qin Murong looked at Tanmo again, she wouldn't be jealous of a six-year-old girl, and she didn't take Tanmo seriously.

But Wei Zhiqian would rather give a gift to an outsider than Qin Muxiao.

Qin Murong was indeed very angry.

She raised her hand on Qin Muxiao's shoulder and said, "It's just a doll. Are you still having fewer dolls? Don't quarrel or make people laugh about it."

Qin Murong asked Tanmo gently: "What are your names?"

Yuan Keqing choked and said, "My name is Yuan Keqing."

Tan Mo secretly rubbed his eyes when Qin Murong and Qin Muxiao were whispering.

Looking up now, with red eye circles, he said pitifully: "Talk about ink."

"Tan Mo, can you give Mu Xiao a play with this doll?" Qin Murong smiled, "I think you are all about the same age, so you can be good friends."

"You can be a friend, but you can't give it to a doll." Tan Mo said the hardest words in the softest tone.

Qin Murong suppressed a smile, and said displeased: "As for people, you have to learn to share, and you can't develop a selfish character from an early age. That's not good."

"But this was originally my doll. I can choose to give it or not." Tan Mo held the doll and said innocently, "Is it something that belongs to me? Others want to grab it. If I don't give it, it's mine. Is the master's fault?"

Do you dare to say this to the victims who were robbed?

You see if someone beats you or not, you'll be over.

Qin Murong is what cerebral palsy.

Just about this, still thinking about being Wei Zhiqian's fiancée?