"Sir, she's staring at you." Tang Yuan kindly reminded me.
"Well."
Lingjue's eyes flashed and kicked a piece of debris to her feet, with 100% accuracy.
Mu Xueling raised her legs and stepped on it. It was the marble floor, plus the slippery debris.
With a plop, she knelt in front of her father. Because of inertia, she hurriedly supported her body with her hands.
The palm of his hand suddenly propped up on the glass fragment in front of him. When everything happened, everyone was stunned.
Lingjue quickly backed up two steps, shook her head and looked at her. It was so miserable.
"Linger!" Ling Zhensheng hurriedly walked up, and the old man who was hurt by the smashed chest almost didn't carry his anger.
"Hiss -" Twilight Xueling was in pain, but when she raised her hand, she saw that there were still glass fragments in her hand, and cried instantly, "it hurts so much!"
Her tears came down in a flash, and she leaned against Ling Zhensheng's chest and sobbed in a low voice.
"Mom! Are you all right! " Lingying almost didn't cry. Lingsheng and Lingxiao hurriedly surrounded her and looked at twilight Xueling with concern.
"Sir, it's fun, ha ha ha." The Tangyuan is bouncing. It's really enjoyable.
The marble floor has been dyed red, and twilight Xueling is still sitting on the ground, the delicate makeup of the painting has been dyed with tears.
"Call Lian Xi!" Song hurriedly shouted to the housekeeper and looked at his daughter with heartache.
"Yes, yes!" The housekeeper rushed out.
Lingjue stood by and watched the family panic. They asked themselves to come here, just to get justice for his daughter?
Don't you just want to get rid of her?
Now -
it's very interesting, hehe.
"Lingjue, it's all your fault!" Lingying looked at him angrily, picked up a cup and threw it at him. She said angrily, "go to hell! You disaster star! You bastard! "
Ling Jue dodged her attack.
Ling Ying threw the cup on the TV. The screen of the TV broke with a bang.
"Sakura!" Lingsheng angrily drinks and stares at her. How can she be so impulsive? Does she think she can hit lingjue?
That kid is really good now. He can twist his chin with one hand.
"I Whoops! " Ling Ying burst into tears. A junior high school girl hurt her grandfather. Now mother's wound is also because she broke the cup. Woo! Why is that?
"Sir, this little girl is going to die soon. Ha ha ha, after drinking the soup which has been strengthened by Mu Xueling, I have to spit blood in two days. It's fun." Tangyuan smiled like a little devil. The luckier the family was, the luckier the Baron was.
Ling Zhensheng takes a disappointed look at Ling Jue, and thinks that it's Ling Jue's fault. If he doesn't break these tea sets, Xueling won't fall down.
Everyone didn't see Ling Jue kicking that piece of debris. They thought it was him who broke the tea set, which made Mu Xueling accidentally step on it, and then fell down.
"Why hasn't Lianxi come yet!" Song murmured, looking at his daughter nervously.
When she came, she heard that Ling Jue had broken the vase at home and her daughter had cut her hand when she went to clean it up. It's not good yet.
Now because of this boy, she wrestled and cut the old wound deeper.
Blood a DC, and twilight snow Ling cry lie in Ling Zhensheng's arms.
The old man followed his chest for a long time. After all, it was the old Jianghu. He was stable. He stood up for a long time to change clothes.
When he passed lingjue, his eyes were more murderous than at the beginning.
"Go all the way. Don't wrestle. Be careful when you are old." Lingjue is smiling at him, kind reminder.