CEO Daddy,Don't Go Too Far

Tian Xiaojiu listened to Wu Qing's words, "Wanhua and Linna's strength are not up and down, and I'm not sure about the details." After all, he has been in xiangmen for so many years, and he doesn't know much about it.

"What about Chen songqiu?" This is the most important thing. Wu Qing is in a bit of a hurry to figure it out.

Tian Xiaojiu said, "Linna was defeated by Chen songqiu. Chen songqiu is the most powerful man in all the army."

In this way, it's not wrong to lose to Chen songqiu.

Tian Xiaojiu then carefully stares at Wu Qing's facial expression. He knows that Wu Qing's loss to Chen songqiu must be unbalanced. He's very conservative about strength. He's heard that Chen songqiu and Sanlao (Yehe, Smith, Xinte) fight hand in hand.

Wu qingduan Baihua brew, directly into the mouth.

Tian Xiaojiu's heart sank when he looked at Wu Qing like this.

Wu Qing stands up and plans to go out. Tian Xiaojiu can't help but say, "are you going to go?"

Wu Qing turned his head and looked like Tian Xiaojiu was most familiar with. He was full of fierce expression. "I'll stay with you for two days. Now I won't move you. Don't worry."

The door closed and Wu Qing was out of sight.

Tian Xiaojiu lowered his head and sighed deeply. What are these things.

At this time, the door opened again with a hesitation. It was not Wu Qing who came in, but the other xiangmen's men.

These people Tian Xiaojiu knew each other and even drank wine with each other before.

"Brother Wu asked me to come and wait for you to take a bath."

The 256 tall man suddenly raises Tian Xiaojiu's back neck collar, and Tian Xiaojiu gives up his resistance in mid air.

"Lord, I have something to say to you."

Mo Xiaoke put down his chopsticks, "say it."

Yun Qianqian sneered, "Wu Qing, do you mind if I'm here?"

Wu Qing's eyes flashed a bit complex, "nature is not."

"Say it then." Yun Qianqian's tone is thin and cool. If Wu Qing doesn't say it tonight, she will be angry.

Mo Xiaoxiao laughs, "yes, elder brother Wu Qing, if you have a word, just say it."

Wu Qing looked at Mo Xiaoke's smiling face, very gentle but not to the bottom of her eyes, "Chen songqiu's skill is above Linna and Wanhua."

"I know." Mo Xiaoke, "and then?"

"I lost to Chen songqiu, you beat Wanhua." Wu Qing reminds us.

Mo Xiaoke understood, "are you curious about me and Chen songqiu

Yun Qianqian's eyes shift from Wu Qing to Mo Xiaoke. Although Mo Xiaoke is taught by her, she always retains some strength in every battle.

Wu Qing nodded, "can you guess?"

"Brother Wu Qing, if I'm a little more aggressive, I'll tell you that Chen songqiu is the one I can barely beat." Mo Xiaoke's tone is indifferent, "but after all, Chen songqiu is the most powerful person in the first army. I also know myself very well. Our skills are not much different. Since you are not Chen songqiu's opponent, of course I am not."

So Mo Xiaoke said a lot, is it or not?

Cloud thousand thousand thousand hold Mo small can of wrist, "no matter this, at least this time they won't attack again."

"Yes, we won't attack these days. After all, the damage of the other side is more serious than ours." Mo Xiaoke asked again, "where are you going to arrange Tian Xiaojiu?"

Give Wu Qing enough rights. Wu Qing answered truthfully, "island."

"Since you want to leave Tian Xiaojiu at home, take him back quickly." Yunqianqian, "when you come back, I will leave with Xiangzi Yeyu."

After all, good luck began to urge her, the treatment needs to continue.

After taking a bath, Tian Xiaojiu was stuffed into the bed by the people of xiangmen. After the fever, the brain is not easy to use, also began to be off guard.

During the daze, Tian Xiaojiu only felt that he was picked up.

Slightly open your eyes, see the familiar face and close your eyes.

"Where are you going?" The murmur came out of the mouth with the sound of somniloquy.

Wu Qing said, "I'll take you home and live a lifetime for Laozi."

Tian Xiaojiu closed his eyes and went to sleep with a smile, as if he didn't intend to wake up.

"Master, it's finished." Mo Xiaoke put down his pencil, "you go to sleep for a while."

Yun Qianqian picked up Mo Xiaoke's painting, "it's beautiful."

Mo Xiaoxiao laughs, "like you?"

Just now, Yun Qianqian was reading the newspaper. Mo Xiaoke's fingers itched and he drew it with a pencil.

Yun Qianqian nodded, "what you draw is always the best."

Mo Xiaoke stands up and stretches, "drink juice?"

"No, I'll look at the painting again." Yun Qianqian said.

Mo Xiaoke can't laugh or cry. She can drink juice while watching the painting. It seems that there are other words waiting for her.

Sure enough, what Mo Xiaoke thought was right. Yun Qianqian asked tentatively, "Xiao Ke, do you remember what good luck looks like?"

Mo Xiaoke smile, "of course I remember." He asked knowingly, "master, do you want me to draw the image of the elder of good luck?""Not now." Yun Qianqian is a little embarrassed, "I want you to draw the 30-year-old appearance of Liangyuan."

Thirty? Mo Xiaoke felt his chin, which was a little difficult. "Master, do you have the 30-year-old appearance of your predecessors?"

Yun Qianqian shook his head quickly, "No." Actually, she has, but she has been destroyed for so many years.

Mo Xiaoke put down the juice and picked up the pencil. "I'll try my best, but it depends on you. After all, I haven't seen my elder 30 years old."

Yun Qianqian stands behind Mo Xiaoke this time and gets up carefully.

"Xiao Ke, his chin should be square." Yun Qianqian said.

Mo Xiaoke takes up the eraser and draws more square.

"Xiao Ke, his cheekbones are higher."

"Xiao Ke, his eyes are too big. They should be deeper."

"Xiao Ke, his lips are too thick. He's a cold man with thin lips."

But in just ten minutes, Yun Qianqian has said it several times, but every time he said it, he was satisfied, because Mo Xiaoke drew a picture of her 30-year-old love.

Mo Xiaoke, "master, did you have a beard when you were 30 years old?"

"No, he's been paying attention to his appearance since he was young." Thousands of thousands of clouds answered, as if we could see the good luck sticking mask.

Mo Xiaoke sighed, "it seems that I have to maintain it. After all, you and your predecessors are very small."

Sure enough, early maintenance is good, at least old looking young.

Finally, it was finished in an hour. Yunqianqian collected the painting and said awkwardly, "Xiao Ke, sleep."

Mo Xiaoke moved his wrist and replied with a smile, "OK."

At this time, Liangyuan didn't know what had happened, because he only wanted to persuade the three children to come early.

The triplets of the Chu family sat on the sofa, all respectful.

Chu Er Rong said, "I have no objection. If I could, I would like to go now."

Chu XiaoCong grabbed Chu Er Rong's hand and said, "no, daddy and Mommy are going to get married soon."

Let's start the dilemma.

Good luck grasps the ear, "I can wait for your parents to get married, can you get married?"

Chu Dafeng, "master, I also want to spend my honeymoon with them."

Chu small Cong silently raised his hand, "small Cong also want to."

Chu Er Rong, "..."

Well, Chu Er Rong thought for a while and finally raised his hand, "me too."

Good luck mouth twitch, "honeymoon is two people's world, there are with children."

"That's because they don't have children." Chu XiaoCong retorted, "if you have children, you will take them with you."

Good luck began to coax, "honeymoon is only a once-in-a-lifetime vacation for the couple."

"It's because we only want to go once in a lifetime." Chu Dafeng explained, then patted Chu XiaoCong on the shoulder, "right?"

Xiao Cong's younger brother looked at the good fortune pitifully, "master, I don't want to cheat you. I really want to go."

The heart of good luck seems to be pinched by others. XiaoCong is too much for people to stop.

The last trace of reason, good luck, "this, this,"

almost. Chu XiaoCong pours down on the bosom of good luck and rolls in her coquetry. Her dark eyes are staring at you. Her eyes are bright and misty. Her eyebrows are almost eight characters, and her red lips are opening and closing.

"Shifu is the best, Shifu, you can promise us ~ ~"

you can't laugh or cry, so you have to promise, "since you've spent your honeymoon, I'll wait for your final exam by the way, so I'll take you away during the summer vacation."

Triplets you look at me, I look at you. Good luck interjects, "can't again late, if again late you train will tired."

Chu Er Rong was the first to answer, "OK."

Chu Dafeng and Chu XiaoCong nodded and agreed.

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Chu Xiaowei drank the special liquid medicine of Qingchen and felt comfortable all over.

Qingchen deals with Chu Xiaowei's burned palm. Chu Xiaowei asked, "won't you leave a trace?"

"No Qingchen doesn't lie in this respect.

Chu Xiaowei handed the remaining liquid medicine to dongfangxuan, who was obviously relieved.

There was a knock at the door. Good luck came in with a smile on his face. "The three children agreed to me, and I'll take them away when I wait for the summer vacation."

Chu Xiaowei eyebrows a pick. Dongfangxuan, "will it be too fast?"

Good luck waved, "not fast, if you wait for three children to be a few years older, exercise will be hard."

Qingchen gives Chu Xiaowei a hand to wipe medicine. He turns his head and looks at good luck. "Master, you let them all learn medical skills, especially Chu Erhong."

"I know. Don't worry." I've been thinking about this for a long time.

Dongfangxuan is not at ease and goes out directly. It's all in may now. It won't take 60 days to have a holiday!

Well, dongfangxuan thinks that three treasures are far away from him, and the whole person is not good.

Liangyuan stood beside Chu Xiaowei and said with a smile, "dongfangxuan is definitely not willing, waiting for you to give dongfangxuan another one."Chu Xiaowei joked, "in the past two years, family planning is still in progress. There are only four of them."

"No, you're probably six." Good fortune teases.

Chu Xiaowei is full of black lines. After all, the first child is three, and the second child is not sure.

Qingchen gives Chu Xiaowei a good bandage and goes away with a direct hum.

Listen to the tone of Qingchen not good, good luck tone leisurely, "slightly, you must be a goblin in your last life."

"Thank you. I thought that a long time ago." Chu Xiaowei's answer is not modest.

To tell you the truth, I thought I was a goblin a long time ago. Everyone loved me, and flowers blossomed.