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"It's all right. I'll have the last drink with Godfather." Jing Luan said and filled Zuo Anqian with a glass of wine again.

Yingzi is angry.

I can't wait to strangle this son. Is it her own? She hates Zuo Anqian for eating inside and outside. She hasn't talked to Jing Luan. When Jane Feili didn't wake up, Zuo Anqian and his mother talked about it every time.

As long as she recalls what she received in Zuo Anqian's villa, although Zuo Anqian didn't do her, it still makes her physically and mentally tired. Every minute there is suffering and tied to the bed in a big font. She will never forget it in her life.

Zuo Anqian is the man she hates most in her life. She can't move Zuo Anqian in city A.

The strong dragon can't fight the local snake, but she will wait for an opportunity in the future. As long as Zuo Anqian has the possibility to leave city a, she will follow the past and severely punish the man. At that time, she will return all that Zuo Anqian has put on her before.

Tie him up in bed. You'd better send him some more women.

Yes, definitely a woman.

It's best to send the kind of woman on the road, let him get sick, and send the kind of old woman who has been rotten.

It makes him sick at the sight, but he has to bear everything.

Well, that's it then.

She was gnashing her teeth here, thinking that Jing Luan beside her had once again dried a glass of wine, and Zuo Anqian was also very supportive and dry.

Jingluan put down his glass and looked at Zuo Anqian seriously. He drank up his third glass of wine, so he jumped out of the chair steadily. Then, he took yingzi's hand in his small hand and said with a smile: "Mommy, we should be ready to leave."

What he said was preparation, not immediately. Yingzi's heart moved and remembered what Jane Feili had said before. At last, yingzi realized that she underestimated her son today.

"Boy, didn't you say to live with your mommy with Godfather tonight?" Zuo Anqian played with the goblet in his hand and smiled at yingzi beside the little guy. He asked him to let yingzi go. He didn't do it.

At this moment, he has been planning for several days.

That kind of look reminded yingzi of an old saying that he was afraid of thieves, but he was afraid of thieves.

It is said that the more you can't get, the better. Zuo Anqian is thinking about himself.

"Godfather, it's still daytime. It's a little early to talk about tonight in broad daylight."

"No, you have to stay with me all day today."

"Well, I didn't promise. Godfather, you are an adult. Mommy and I are women and children. You won't be a big man bullying women and children like us."

As soon as he said this, a man from Xiaoyao Pavilion disguised as a waiter couldn't help laughing.

Yes, if yingzi said this, he wouldn't laugh, but it's different from jingluan's mouth. The little guy looks particularly cute and cute, as if Zuo Anqian really bullied him and yingzi, he wouldn't be a man.

"What are you laughing at?" Zuo Anqian stared at the man with a black face. He quickly stopped laughing and lowered his head.

Suddenly, his body tilted, and then he fell down with a bang.

"What are you doing?" Zuo Anqian drank fiercely.

However, at this time, the whole hall began to shake vaguely, and then fell down.

One after another.

More than a dozen fell.

Zuo Anqian's face changed suddenly, which can't be described as black. He rushed to the window, and all his bodyguards outside the window came to the same end, "Mo jingluan, what did you give us?" by this time, Zuo Anqian had reacted wrong. After receiving jingluan, his men didn't eat, but they all drank the same thing.

It's tea.

Jing Luan said that the tea he brought was not available in the market. It was a specialty of Shazhou island. Only people from Shazhou island had the opportunity to taste it. For a time, his men scrambled to taste it.

It's really good tea.

As soon as he drank, he had more. Even he drank two small cups.

At that time, all people never thought that a child over five would have such an atmosphere. When inviting tea, he was calm and calm, just like a hospitable host.

Even if this meeting would react, Zuo Anqian still didn't believe that the little guy had such a sincere house when he looked at Jing Luan again. He unconsciously put him with his people.

Cruel.

Tough enough.

Very cruel.

Sure enough, tea is not easy to drink, especially the tea he was invited to drink. At this moment, he finally understood, but it was too late.

"You..."

"Godfather, I call you Godfather. It's not for nothing. I have to leave you some good memories. Well, how about this picture now? I think Godfather will remember it all his life." Jing Luan smiles, his big eyes are rolling, completely harmless, and continues to be cute.

"You... You smelly boy, I'll cut you." Zuo Anqian's body began to tremble. He took all kinds of anti-toxic drugs since childhood, but he didn't expect to be planted in the hands of a suckling little rabbit one day. He hated it.

"Godfather, come on, come on, come and chop me." Jing Luan smiled, big and square. There was no fear on his small face. From small to large, he followed yingzi. He saw more what he should see and what battle he hadn't seen.

The little guy is fearless.

Zuo Anqian tried to move his leg, but it was useless. This meeting, let alone rushing in front of Jing Luan, he couldn't even walk over. He hasn't fallen yet, but relying on the drugs he took from small to large.

His head and face were covered with cold sweat. The beads of sweat flowed down his forehead like a stream. Zuo Anqian had a feeling that he was about to become a fish on the chopping board for the first time.

He was careless.

He always knew that Jing Luan was unusual, but he never knew that if this little guy was cruel, he was no worse than him.

He would do anything for his mommy.

Who would have thought of a child over five.

"Don't worry, I'm only five years old. I don't kill or set fire. In less than an hour, your people and you will recover their strength and wake up. You should be glad that I'm only five years old. When I grow up, if you still pay virtue now, you and your people won't fall down and stand up. I'll make you disappear in the world."

"You... You..." smelly boy, it seems that the prince of his elegant Xiaoyao pavilion has also touched his light of only five years old. Who can't bear it? Zuo Anqian is in a cold sweat and jumping with green tendons. The whole person is about to collapse, but he doesn't know. There are more ruthless waiting for him.

"Mommy, don't you have some ideas about godfather? Well, you can put them into practice now. You can do whatever you want to do to him, but it's only ten minutes."

Yingzi molars. What about the rotten old woman a, B, C, d she wants to present for Zuo Anqian?

No one can be present now.

Time is too late and not allowed.

"Jing Luan, why didn't you tell me earlier?" in this way, she can prepare 'props'. Now the idea time is not enough, not enough.

"Mommy, it's my godfather's fault. He tentatively invited me to eat seafood, so I was brought by him on the way to shopping. Before I brought it, I didn't know at all." Jing Luan's face was harmless, and each expression said that I absolutely didn't mean to lie.

Zuo Anqian was stunned. Yes, he forced jingluan to bring it. It was because of this that he didn't expect the little guy to be prepared in advance, and then he said to the little guy, "your tea?"

"Hey, godfather, do you know what it means to drop one thing?"

"..." Zuo Anqian stared at Jing Luan with a smile. He has lived for more than 20 years and is still the prince of Xiaoyao Pavilion. I know this truth, but I understand it thoroughly today. It is the mother and son who can hold him down

"Well, you're going to bring me to have a big meal. I seem to have felt it for a long time. Well, I felt the sixth sense, so I personally prepared the tea to honor my godfather yesterday. How about it? It tastes good? It's a fine Dahongpao of tens of thousands of yuan or two." tea is really good tea. He Jian jingluan is absolutely generous.

"..." Zuo Anqian continued to be black faced. If the tea wasn't too good to drink, his people wouldn't be surprised by Jing Luan's way. As soon as the first drinker said it was good to drink, the others all drank it in a swarm.

In the future, good tea must not be drunk.

You can't drink.

"Good job, son." yingzi was a little ashamed. When he thought of falling asleep, jingluan saw everything and counted everything in his eyes.

Compared with those fake "blind" fortune tellers who set up stalls, her son will definitely earn a villa a day if he starts work for a fee.

"Generally, I can't. I'm not for Mommy. Mommy has a wish. My son must help Mommy achieve it. Well, stop talking nonsense. Come on, help me pick his clothes."

"No." yingzi's face sank. She didn't like the man before meeting. She was handsome and didn't like touching. She was angry when she thought about what he had done to herself.

Jing Luan glanced at Zuo Anqian and sighed, "look, my mommy feels dirty even touching you. It seems that only I did it myself. Well, be good and cooperate. I promise you will look better in the future, otherwise..." after a pause, Jing Luan continued, "you know."

What does he know?

He knew he was really a fish on the chopping board now.

finished.

"Mommy, you can turn around." the little guy first thought for a while, and then seriously ordered yingzi.

Yingzi turned around and didn't look at Zuo Anqian. She didn't want corns.

"Godfather, you see I'm small. It's impossible for me to help you pick it up. I don't have the strength, so I have only one way." the little guy said, he bowed his head and turned it over in his backpack. Soon he found a pair of scissors, took it out, compared it with Zuo Anqian, and looked again. "I did it."