Hidden marriage wife, too provocative!

"Song Shao, why do you need this?"

Song Yunchi waved his hand impatiently, "don't talk nonsense. Go and call your three shaos down."

Jiang Xun nodded and turned to go upstairs.

After a while, Mu Jingxi came down from upstairs, his face was frozen, and his eyes were cold and heavy.

"Jingxi, I've come to apologize for you."

Such a thing happened in his official residence. As the master, Song Yun can't shirk his blame.

After so many days of delay, I learned that ye Hanchen and Li Qinghuan broke up, and Joan was under psychological shadow. Until now, she hasn't come out of the shadow.

He was both guilty and uneasy.

Joan has a special identity. She can't go back to the base one day if she doesn't get well.

The delay is the loss of the country.

So he came to apologize.

I hope it can make Joan angry and make her feel better.

"OK." Mu Jingxi glanced at him coldly, impolitely untied his cufflinks and rolled his sleeves to his elbow.

Pull out a cane and give him a hard blow on the back.

Song Yun screamed in pain. He subconsciously wanted to escape. He endured it. Shengsheng withstood it and didn't escape.

When she heard the news, little glutinous rice ran down and saw her uncle beating people. She was stunned.

"Uncle, why did you hit people?"

Soft waxy voice, with a trace of loss.

Ma Ma said that good children can't hit people casually.

Uncle is not a good boy!

Mujingxi turned his head and looked at the little glutinous rice. He frowned slightly, but his voice was always gentle, "little glutinous rice, how did you come down?"

Didn't you let her receive psychological counseling with Joan in her study?

Little glutinous rice turned his mouth, opened his short legs, ran to him and hugged his long legs.

The cerebellar bag was high and looked at him, "uncle, that aunt is so strange. She has been asking strange questions about little glutinous rice. Little Glutinous Rice doesn't like it."

"So you left you numb and ran down by yourself?"

The little glutinous rice stuck out his tongue, his face stuck to his legs, didn't speak, and his little mouth pursed high.

Song Yunchi squatted down and couldn't help pinching her soft face. "Little glutinous rice, call uncle."

Pop!

The cane pulled on his back again.

"Ow!" Song Yun jumped up in pain, "Jingxi, you..."

"Don't pinch her."

Little glutinous rice was stunned and kowtowed, "uncle, uncle, you... Hit someone again."

"He made a mistake. His uncle served at home."

Little glutinous rice gave a long "eh" and asked the key point, "but Uncle song is not from our family."

Our family.

Mu Jingxi's thin lips happily recalled, "well, he's not from our family."

"Then why did Uncle song beat him?"

Little glutinous rice looked puzzled and didn't understand. He simply didn't want to.

Loosen Mu Jingxi's legs and run out of the little glutinous rice.

"Little glutinous rice, where are you going?"

"Little glutinous rice goes to play with brother Shaoxi ~"

Mu Jingxi breathed a sigh of relief. Xiaonuomi was braver and stronger than he thought.

After witnessing someone fall dead in front of her and having nightmares for two nights, everything went as usual.

It's Joanne... She can't get out of the shadow.

He knew that the shadow of rape and suicide on her was very destructive.

His brother committed suicide, and she was raped

"Jingxi, I'm sorry for you and Qiao Xiaoan." As soon as the little glutinous rice left, song Yunchi became serious.

Throwing away the cane, Mu Jingxi nodded gently, "you are sorry for us."

I'm especially sorry for Joanne.

The little glutinous rice ran out. Suddenly, a sudden sudden brake stopped. He looked up at his exquisite little face, pursed his small mouth and asked, "Why are you here?"