Chapter 384： How could he dream of Tanmo

"It doesn't matter if you two can't teach well, but it's just that the child will end up badly in the future and live a bad life." Father Qin said very lightly. Is not responsible, but pays the price."

Lu Yiling covered his face and cried, Qin Zhengdu gritted his teeth tightly, his expression ugly.

Qin Muxiao still knelt on the ground, crying.

The old lady Qin did not impose any punishment on Qin Muxiao.

It was enough to let her kneel and watch the whole process.

"Qin Muxiao." The old lady Qin called with her first name and last name.

Qin Muxiao was trembling with nervousness and looked at the second elder of the Qin family.

Old lady Qin pointed to the direction Qin Muye had left, and now there was only the open door in the main hall.

"Your sister's result, you have seen it." Old lady Qin pointed to the empty main hall door, "Your parents failed to play a good role in precepts and deeds, and your sister failed to play a good role for you. Your role as a guiding role model has made you the arrogant temperament you are now."

"So, if you don't change, your sister's fate will be yours." Old Mrs. Qin said, "There are so many cities on the border of China, not only in the south, but also in the north and west. When that happens, It's up to you."

Qin Muxiao excited, and said hurriedly: "I...I must be obedient, I must change!"

"You don't have to tell us this." Old man Qin waved his hand. "It's not something to say, it's up to you to do it in the future."

"Go down." Old lady Qin said.

Lu Yiling lifted up Qin Muxiao, moved his lips, hesitated for a while, then said, "Shall we...could we go see Murong?"

"No need," said the old lady Qin. "She didn't think she was wrong. If you go to see her again, it will arouse her other thoughts. Let her be quiet. Before she goes to Nacheng, there is always something When you meet."

Lu Yiling's eyes widened in disbelief.

What the old lady Qin meant was that Qin Murong would not let Qin Murong meet with them before she got married?

When does this turn off Qin Murong!

"Let's go, we are tired too." Old man Qin drove people away.

Lu Yiling had to help Qin Muxiao and walk out with Qin Zhengdu.

When I walked to the door, I heard Old Man Qin say to Qin Mufeng: "Go and tell us what we do to Qin Murong, tell him the words, let him rest assured, we will not tolerate it."

"Yes." Qin Mufeng replied.

Both Qin Zhengdu and Lu Yiling knew that Old Man Qin had told them this on purpose.

Let them know that the second elder is also to give Tan Jia an explanation.

Letting them know this is not to get rid of the responsibility of the two elders.

But to let them understand that Tanjia is not something they can look down upon.

Even if it is the Qin family, it is necessary to give the Tan family an explanation.

It warned them not to provoke Tanjia.

Otherwise, the Qin family will continue to explain.

When the time comes, it won't necessarily be the case who will go out to explain.

It won't be Qin Mufeng's family anyway.

Qin Zhengdu paused before helping Qin Muxiao to leave with Lu Yiling.

"It's late, don't rush to the villa tonight. Anyway, Tan's house will be there tomorrow, and it will be the same if you go back tomorrow." The old lady Qin said, without letting Qin Mufeng go at night.

Therefore, Qin Mufeng's family lived here in the old house.

Wei Zhiqian also lives in the Wei's old house.

Qin Muye and Tan Mo didn't know all of this.

The two hadn't been heartbroken to play with their girlfriends night talk.

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Wei's old house.

After giving Wei Keri such a big lesson, he didn't dare to talk about the idea again after measuring him.

Wei Keri was half dead in the hospital.

Wei Zhiqian went to sleep contentedly.

I don't know how long it took, and he fell into a deep dream.

He is still as reality, lying on his bed in his bedroom in the old house.

The only difference from reality is that he has a little girl in his arms.

The little girl was nestled in his arms, her face buried deep in his chest.

It was clearly in a dream, but Wei Zhiqian seemed to be able to feel the little girl's breath all over his chest.

Hot.

It's itchy again.

The little girl had only a small part of her delicate and white shoulders exposed in the air.

When Wei Zhiqian touched his fingertips, it was as smooth and tender as touching a piece of milk tofu.

The little girl rubbed his chest up, her lips softly touching his chin, once and again, until his lips became more and more dry.

Wei Zhiqian's hand pinching her waist was also involuntarily exerting force.

His palms are hot, his chest is hot, and his nose is hot.

But the hottest thing is the anger in the lungs.

You can't disperse it, and you can't hold it under pressure.

Even in his sleep, Wei Zhiqian still had some consciousness, knowing that he was dreaming.

Although he didn't know why he had such a dream suddenly.

This is a dream he has never had before.

Wei Zhiqian frowned slightly, trying to see who was in Zhe Chu's arms.

Holding the thin waist that seemed to be broken by a pinch with two hands, he suddenly turned over.

The little girl in her arms raised her face: "Uncle, my back hurts..."

Wei Zhiqian sat up in surprise from his dream.

He was breathing heavily, and his body was still sweating densely.

The hotness in the chest and lungs still remained, but soon the hot sweat turned into cold sweat.

As if a basin of cold water poured down, all the hotness in his chest and lungs was poured out.

How could he dream of Tanmo!

Wei Zhiqian couldn't believe it.

In his dream, the face he saw after turning over.

It is Tan Mo!

Tan Mo was in his arms, with a peach and plum-like face upright, and water gleamed in his eyes.

It was the uncle who called out.

Wei Zhiqian only felt his body tighten unnaturally.

"Snapped!"

Wei Zhiqian waved his hand and slapped himself severely.

"Bird. Beast!"

After that, Wei Zhiqian lifted the quilt and got out of the bed, and rushed into the bathroom.

Without adjusting the water temperature, I turned on the cold water switch in the shower and took a shower.

He took a shower for more than 20 minutes before turning off the shower and wiping off the water on his body.

Put back the pajamas again.

When he just slept, he didn't put on his shirt.

I walked to the sink and saw myself in the mirror. There was a clear red palm print on his right cheek.

He beat himself really hard just now.

Looking at the man in the mirror, Wei Zhiqian took a deep breath, then closed his eyes, as if he dared not face himself.

He returned to the bed without a quilt, so he lay flat, looking at the ceiling with his eyes open, and didn't dare to sleep anymore.

I'm afraid that when I close my eyes, I dream of something that I shouldn't dream of.

Wei Zhiqian kept his eyes open like this, and survived until dawn.

He didn't even know when he woke up from a dream, and when he lay back.