Baby is too tempting: Uncle, it hurts

Watching the group leave, Xia seventeen yawned, threw his cigarette butts on the ground and stamped them out with his feet.

"Seventeen, did you know these people knew their father long ago?" Tang Doudou asked.

"I just heard your mother mention that when Xie Quanhu got out of prison, Lao Xia helped him."

"Oh, good luck."

"We're lucky this time. When we meet again next time, Xie Quanhu's people remember to stay away. He's not a kind man. Although he seems to be afraid of Lao Xia, he won't just forget it. Maybe he'll stab us in the back sometime."

"I see." Tang Doudou skimmed his mouth. "I only took one bite of my durian cake!"

Xia seventeen looked at her, "let's go and buy it for you."

When they turned back, they hit two strong chests.

Before Xia seventeen could look up, he was picked up and carried on his shoulder by the man in front of him.

Tang Doudou, on the other hand, was dragged to the corner of the wall by Qiye, knocked on the wall and lectured.

"Uncle, what are you doing!"

The faint smell of tobacco, mixed with the unique fragrance only belonging to him, drilled into his nose. Xia seventeen didn't need to see it at all, but had already determined the identity of a man.

"Moved me out, huh?"

His low voice was dangerous, cold and domineering.

Xia seventeen didn't struggle, but replied calmly: "the biggest advantage of being your woman is that you can use your name to solve any trouble. Otherwise, why do you think I want to talk to you?"

Ji Tingyu put her down and looked at her. His deep eyes were a little joking, "then you can make trouble and please me when you are unfair."

"When I'm unfair, I won't have a chance to please you." Xia seventeen smiled: "so uncle, if you love your woman and me, or don't want to lose your spouse in middle age, you should treat me better and better."

Ji Tingyu's eyes were deep. Looking at her face emitting bright light under the refraction of the sun, and the more wild smile on her face, the corners of her mouth couldn't help lifting up.

"Brother Qiye. Why did you come?"

Being knocked on the wall for seven nights, Tang Doudou kept beating in his heart, and two suspicious blushes appeared on his delicate little face.

"Let me see how you were bullied." The sound of seven nights is very cold, without any temperature. It seems that even the air will be frozen by his breath.

"I've been bullied. You're still in the mood to see!" Tang Doudou glanced unhappily, "if it hadn't been seventeen, my face would have been touched by a man."

"You should say that if it weren't for Xia seventeen, you wouldn't have been touched."

Qiye always felt that the little girl who didn't know the world in front of her was spoiled by Xia 17, so sometimes she would inevitably target someone.

Tang Doudou: "..." what logic and thinking are these.

"Did you hurt anything?" Although the lines on Qiye's face were still a little cold and hard, his voice was softer.

"Yes." Tang Doudou rolled up his sleeves and stretched out his hand to show him, "look here, it's all red."

Seeing some bruises on her wrist, Qiye's lips became a cold line. At the bottom of her eyes, there was heartache, but he covered it up very well, so that people couldn't see the clue.

"Go back and rub some ointment."

Tang Doudou: "

According to the plot trend of the TV play, don't you want to rub or blow her, and then ask her affectionately if it still hurts?