LAN Bai picked his eyebrows and pressed the small button on the baseball bat again. The original wolf tooth thorn changed into a hammer and began to turn red.

"The voice will not be good, Superman, cover your ears." the bottom of blue and white eyes is cold.

The steamed stuffed bun didn't cover his ears, but moved two steps to Mu Qingyu.

Seeing his son's move, Mu Qingyu also moved to him, slowly adjusted his posture, blocked his sight with his own body, and became his dependence like a pair of wings.

Then there was a cry from the warehouse.

Mu Congyun grinned like a ghost cut by thousands of knives.

When it was over, people saw the blood on his legs.

Murong Yun's kneecap is broken. It's a masterpiece of blue and white.

When LAN Bai raised the baseball bat again, mu Congyun had been tortured and fainted.

"Tut Tut, so funny." Lan Bai threw away his baseball bat and shook his head with his arm.

In fact, he is a professional killer. Every time he kills, he will end each other's life as quickly as possible. Today is already a procrastination, for the young steamed stuffed bun.

Little steamed stuffed bun wanted to look back when he heard LAN Bai's words, but mu Qingyu overbearing covered his eyes. He was helpless and said warmly, "Mu Qingyu, don't think I'll let you go. This is an example. You can see clearly. I can do this to your uncle as well..."

"Dad won't hurt your mother." Mu Qingyu covered the child's mouth and said something he didn't want the child under the age of five to say.

He is too young to belong to his life.

The steamed stuffed bun was held by Mu Qingyu. After struggling for a while, he stopped struggling. He heard Mu Qingyu say to LAN Bai, "throw it to the hospital. At least it's mu. As for whether the doctor shows it to him or not, it's not up to you."

Lanbai exchanged eyes with Lixia, but didn't want to hear Mu Qingyu's orders.

Mu Qingyu was not angry. He knew the temper of these people. He released his hand and looked down at the steamed stuffed bun.

The steamed stuffed bun coughed and looked back at LAN Bai. "Throw it to the hospital. The reward will call your account tomorrow."

"OK." Xie Feng hooked his lips.

Then, the three men watched the steamed stuffed bun being carried out by Mu Qingyu.

At the same time, he smiled and no one said more.

On the bus back to the hospital, the steamed stuffed bun was silent for a long time and finally said, "I can't tell my mommy about today."

His contact with Doudou group has been hidden from Qin ran. He is afraid that Qin ran can't accept it after he knows it.

After all, Qin ran always wanted him and his sister to be two ordinary children.

"Don't get in touch with them in the future." Mu Qingyu pressed his son's head and his eyes were gentle and spoiled.

The steamed stuffed bun tilted his head and missed Mu Qingyu's touch. With a little pride, he said, "making friends is my own business. It has nothing to do with you!"

"You are my son, I'm worried!" Mu Qingyu said again.

Careful observation of his son's character is somewhat similar to him. If he is stubborn, his son is even more stubborn. Eating soft rather than hard is a common problem between their father and son.

So he said, my son should feel something.

Facts have proved that Mu Qingyu didn't expect wrong, and the steamed stuffed bun did eat this set.

He didn't speak, but closed his eyes and pretended to sleep. His head leaned towards Mu Qingyu.

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