Chapter 1290

Qiao Tianchang is more and more unhappy to see Qiao moshang. Seeing that he hasn't let go of his plan, he is not happy: "when do you want to hold him, boy?"

"This is my mother. How can I hold her?" Jomo Shang snorted. Although he said it was his father, he didn't forget how the man just scolded him. Didn't he say that he would not let his mother hold him? After that, he took the initiative to hold his mother, which made him immortal.

Qiao Tianchang takes a look at Qiao moshang, reaches out his hand and pulls your valley bottom Ning Mengyao into his arms: "I want to hold myself and find a daughter-in-law."

Ning Mengyao looks at the scene of the sudden change of the painting style. It seems that she is not right.

"I said what are you two doing? Tianchang Shanger is still young. Shanger, this is your father. You can't be so rude. " Ning Mengyao looked at the two men with a headache and said.

"He is no longer small." Qiao Tianchang said rightfully.

"Go to dinner." Ningmengyao doesn't want to talk to this man who is jealous of her son. She holds Doudou and doesn't see what he says. How can she get to Shanger where the nose is not the nose and the face is not the face? It's strange.

Qiao Tianchang and Qiao moshang walked behind, deliberately keeping a distance with the three people in front.

"If you want to make it clear, don't do anything to make her sad again. Next time, Jomo mourns. I will do something to you whether you are my son or not. You are my treasure, but she is my life. I'm reluctant to hurt a hair. Why do you hurt her?" Qiao Tianchang said in a voice that only two people could hear.

Qiao moshang was stunned for a moment. He always knew that Qiao Tianchang was very good to them, but he never said that kind of special pretentious words. Today's sentence seems to make him feel something has changed.

"Not in the future."

"It's better."

"Ah, by the way, you can also call me coffin, although I don't like the name very much." Qiao moshang suddenly looked at Qiao Tianchang and said with a very strange expression.

"Well?"

"Well, I'll let you know later, when sugar and beans fall asleep." Jomo said with a relaxed face.

Because he found that it was not so difficult to say everything to them. They were not the same as those two people. Neither of them was suitable for lifting their shoes.

After dinner, after Ning Mengyao coaxes the sugar and Doudou to sleep, the three sit opposite each other outside.

"Father and mother, in fact, you can call me coffin."

"Well?"

Jomo Shang grabbed his hair and said awkwardly, "how can I say it? It's just that my business is weird. My name used to be coffin, but I was killed by my parents. Then when I woke up, I became a baby, your child."

Ning Mengyao gaped at Qiao moshang and said, "it's the same as I thought. Well, is it a return to the soul, a soul crossing, or a rebirth with memory?"

"It should be a rebirth with memory." The first one was thrown away directly. What can I do for you? And he doesn't know what it's going through.

"Well, no wonder your mind is different from that of ordinary children, but why do your parents want to kill you?" Ningmengyao asked strangely, how can parents do something to their children?

Then Jomo Shang told them a very common story, that is, his parents killed the most outstanding successor of his spiritual family for the future of his brother, and the successor's position naturally fell to his brother.

"What kind of parents are they? Such things can be done. " Ningmengyao has a kind of feeling of being surrounded. Why does he feel confused.

"Who knows, because I have been outstanding since I was a child. When my younger brother was not born, they hurt me very much, but it was all with benefits, but they were afraid of me when they hurt me." Jomo Shang suddenly laughed at himself.

"Afraid of you? Why is that? You have nothing to be afraid of. " Ningmengyao is at a loss. What has his son done to make people and gods angry? I'm still scared.