Mu Jingnan was a general and immediately wanted to explain.

"Don't say anything. I know you are such a shameless man."

Little glutinous rice's soft hands held situ Yunshu's face, slightly tilted his small head, and coaxed with milk, "aunt is not angry, little glutinous rice will help you beat bad uncle."

"Good." Situ Yunshu held the little glutinous rice in his arms, bowed his head and kissed, "what should I do? I really want to buy you home."

Unfortunately, Joan doesn't seem to want to sell her baby daughter.

Situ Yunshu estimated the probability of stealing small glutinous rice.

On second thought, situ Yunshu gave up the idea of his brother-in-law's paralyzed face.

forget it.

Don't offend my uncle.

Little glutinous rice held his cheeks in his hands and said, "little glutinous rice is at my aunt's house now."

Make complaints about what Mu Jingnan said, "why do I want to buy it?" Can't we live by ourselves? "

As soon as the voice fell, the atmosphere solidified.

Situ Yunshu didn't say a word and walked out with little glutinous rice in his arms.

Mu Jingnan knew he had said something wrong. He stepped forward quickly and grabbed situ Yunshu's wrist, "... I take back that sentence."

"Get out!"

Situ Yunshu smiled on his lips, but his tone was extremely cold.

Little glutinous rice tilted his head and stared at Mu Jingnan fiercely, "bad uncle, take away your smelly hands and don't touch your aunt."

Mu Jingnan loosened his hand and watched situ Yunshu leave with little glutinous rice.

Decadent raked his hair, Mu Jingnan sat down on the sofa and looked down for cigarettes.

"Two, two less!"

The servant hurried in with an anxious face.

Mu Jingnan looked cold, "what's up?"

"Yes, madam. Madam is looking for you!"

Zhou Junyi was about to go out when she received a text message from Mu Jingxi.

For a moment, I wanted to hang Mu Jingnan up and beat him up.

Knowing that little glutinous rice was on the south wing, she couldn't get over, so she sent guards to call Mu Jingnan.

Mu Jingnan came to the main building, closed the door, and just turned around, "mother..."

With that, an ashtray was thrown over.

He's smart enough to avoid, pop!

The ashtray hit the wall and broke.

Pieces of glass splashed all over the floor.

"What's the matter with you, mother? Well, why are you so angry? "

Mu Jingnan frowned. He really didn't understand how his mother, who has always been dignified and elegant and doesn't show her happiness and anger, could be so angry.

"Jingnan, I ask you, are you going to beat little glutinous rice?" Zhou Junyi, wearing a cheongsam, raised her hand and stroked the set of good hair. Wen asked.

Mu Jingnan hears the speech and thinks it's the complaint of situ Yunshu. She doesn't like him recently. Whatever she does is wrong.

He even breathed wrong.

Or, his existence is a mistake.

"Yunshu told you again? I didn't beat that little fart child, just frighten her. As a big man, can I argue with her? "

Zhou Junyi sneered. The next second, the inkstone was thrown over.

"Mother..." Mu Jingnan ran away. "What have I done? Just tell me."

"Don't you want to beat little glutinous rice? OK, you're great! Dare to beat my baby granddaughter, I won't spare you first! Don't you want to beat her? I'll beat you first. I have to beat you up today! "

Zhou Junyi's words are too informative.

Mu Jingnan couldn't digest it for a while. "Mother, what do you mean?"

Granddaughter?

Who?

Little glutinous rice, that little fart child?

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