After rebirth, Pei Jiuye overturned raising cubs

Chapter 216 Qiao Er's Face Control Has Been Ever since She Urinated (Part [-])
Pei Bochong stood at the door of the bedroom, his face full of anxiety and worry, he kicked towards the door regardless of his image.

He shouted angrily: "Open the door, you two are bullying one, open the door!"

"Wang Wang Wang!!!"

"Oh!"

"Pala!"

Responding to the outside of the door were all kinds of chaotic movements inside the house.

Pei Qinglin and the others also circled around the door, wishing they could rush in to help Pei Yinan.

Qiao Luoyan, who came out of the bedroom slowly, looked at them anxiously, and smiled silently with her lips pursed.

After a while, Pei Bochong suddenly turned his head and looked at Wenyou and Wenyao standing in the living room.

Pointing at the door, he ordered in a deep voice, "Come here!"

The fur-fried Baylor stepped on Yan Xuyan's body with all fours, and let out a ferocious cry.

She handed the medicine bottle to Yan Xiyu, and wrote lightly: "It's a pity that your face is injured. Apply more ointment, and it will recover tomorrow."

There was a loud bang.

Her talking eyes seem to be asking, am I so superficial?
Even after being separated for many years, Patriarch Yan Shao, who still had a tacit understanding with his sister, looked at Qiao Luoyan with his lips pursed, with an expression that was obviously greedy for beauty, and he refused to admit it to the death, and there was an indescribable complexity in his heart.

She used a declarative tone, not much condemnation.

Without even asking, he picked up the pill and put it in his mouth.

The corners of Yan Xiyu's lips twitched uncontrollably, he couldn't laugh or cry and said, "Co-author, did you fall in love with his face?"

"Wang Wang Wang!!!"

Sensing the familiar and aggressive possessive eyes behind him, Qiao Luoyan raised his head and said to Yan Xiyu: "He is my man, you shouldn't leave scars on his face."

Yan Xiyu's exquisite face showed an expression of grievance, and pointed to the blood on the corner of his lips that he deliberately didn't wipe off: "Luo Luo, I was injured too."

But he did find a man with an outstanding appearance, a top-notch bearing, and even a force value that cannot be underestimated.

But Qiao Luoyan's heart is hard to be soft. She stared at Yan Xiyu with her dark eyes, without any emotion in her eyes, and said calmly: "I fought him, and I didn't even want to leave a scar on his face."

Qiao Luoyan stared at the bloodstain on Yan Xiyu's thin lips, no matter how she looked at it, it was dazzling.

One of the strands of hair covered the delicate face, giving people a visual sense of messy beauty, coupled with his aggrieved expression, such a beauty would soften anyone's heart.

His younger sister has been a face control since she was a child, dominating her beautiful mother all day long, clamoring to be a great beauty when she grows up.

Both Yan Xiyu and Pei Yinan were defeated, and the two fought fiercely, hitting each other's most painful places with their moves, and they were really fighting with their bare hands.

The two didn't look like they were competing, but more like they were venting in the name of competing.

The quick effect of the medicine caused shock in Yan Xiyu's eyes.

Pei Yinan's body slammed into the mahogany carved cabinet in the house, and the porcelain placed on it fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.

Baylor bit his sleeve as soon as he opened his mouth, his eyes were aloof and full of cruelty, exactly like its owner.

Facing the concern of his brothers, Pei Yinan swallowed the blood that welled up in his throat.

He also said that he wanted to find a handsome guy who would love his wife just like his father, to be her husband, and to be the happiest little princess in the world.

Now that she has grown up, he doesn't know if she can find a man who loves his wife like his father.

Qiao Luoyan raised her eyebrows and looked at her brother playfully.

Instead, Yan Xuyan was subdued by Baylor's violent temper.

Yan Xuyan had Baylor's hair all over his body, and he looked like he was about to cry but had no tears.

However, in the ears of Patriarch Yan Shao, the joy that had just appeared on his face disappeared.

Such a big beauty with a pitiful expression can easily capture people's hearts.

He glared at Baylor, who was on him, and said harshly, "Brother, if you bite me again, I'm really angry!"

The elixir melts in the mouth, hitting the soul directly, and the whole body is surrounded by a warm feeling.

Qiao Luoyan, who was far away, saw the situation in the house, and couldn't help but slightly parted his red lips, with a look of astonishment in his eyes.

"Oh!"

Can ordinary people do this?

Qiao Luoyan stared at her brother's face that was not at all feminine, but full of charm.

"Do you need a doctor to check you up?"

The solid door broke away from the frame and fell into the bedroom.

Yan Xiyu's soaring body landed lightly like a young swallow. He retracted his outstretched arm and gently rotated his wrist to slowly withdraw the condensed spiritual power.

He stretched out his hand and rubbed Baylor's dog's head, then slumped on the ground and coaxed softly: "Why don't you change the owner, I will feed you with delicious food and drink, and make your fur shiny and shiny."

Wenyou and Wenyao looked at each other and walked to the bedroom door.

He even took advantage of Pei Yinan's fight to abduct the other's pet.

Fortunately, he protected his heart veins with his innate cultivation base, otherwise this blow would have caused him internal injuries.

Baylor heard the words, but became more aggressive, shouting angrily: "Wow, woof, woof!!!"

Just when everyone thought that Pei Yinan was the only one who suffered, a smear of blood appeared on Yan Xiyu's lips.

She squinted her beautiful eyes, walked into the room, and brought a dark red elixir in front of Yan Xiyu, and said in a cold voice, "Eat it."

You are obedient, and when I finish teaching your master, I will come back and untie you, maybe I will be your next master. "

His long hair standing tall and tall was a bit too messy due to the fierce battle, and a few strands of hair broke free from the restraints.

"Pala!"

Pei Bochong, Pei Qinglin and others were dumbfounded, standing at the door with strange expressions.

The scuffle scene of three people and one dog fighting in the house instantly fell into the eyes of everyone standing in the living room.

Yan Xuyan looked at Baylor's fire-breathing eyes, and said with a smile: "Such a beautiful breed of dog is really rare, and I am reluctant to do anything to you.

"Wang Wang Wang!!!"

He stared at the dark eyes, Yan Xiyu and Qiao Luoyan, brothers and sisters who were not far away, the bottom of the eyes was full of resentment.

Suddenly a loud noise attracted everyone's attention.

Yan Xuyan was touching the hand on Baylor's head, and he wrapped his hands around its straight body, turned over and pressed on the opponent's body, and pinched his mouth tightly with his hand.

It sounded like Yan Xiyu was given the medicine because of his injured face.

"Wang Wang Wang!!!"

"Oh!"

Yan Xiyu saw her younger sister taking the initiative to care about him, with a warm smile on her face.

With the spiritual power condensed in their palms, the two blasted open the door in front of them.

Under Yan Xiyu's nostalgic gaze, Qiao Luoyan took out a white medicine bottle from his pocket.

He picked up the belt that fell on the ground and tied Baylor's limbs with great skill.

Seeing Yan Xuyan's idea of ​​beating Baylor, people outside the house looked at him strangely.

"Xiao Jiu, where did you get hurt?"

It's true that Baylor is a dog, but Yan Xuyan's behavior is worse than a dog.

Pei Yinan's Chiyan Liequan technique is still very domineering, Yan Xiyu underestimated his strength, and was accidentally hit by him.

Baylor struggled violently, bared his sharp fangs, and let out a more ferocious cry.

The look in Yan Xiyu's eyes became gloomy, and he said in a low voice, "Luo Luo, my brother hurts."

Pei Bochong and others came to Pei Yinan's side, surrounded him and asked worriedly: "Xiao Jiu, are you okay?"

Her heart softened unbelievably.

Qiao Luoyan looked away, took the other's hand, and stuffed the medicine bottle into his palm.

She raised her eyes and stared at the other party, and said fiercely: "Since it hurts, apply the medicine quickly!"

Patriarch Yan Shao couldn't help touching his face, thinking that this face really works.

(End of this chapter)