Mommy, Where To Escape

When Zhu Qi drove home, he saw Wang Yang sitting at his door, holding a bottle of wine to drink. He couldn't help but ask curiously, "why don't you go home? Don't tell me you are guarding the door for me."

Wang Yang laughed bitterly at himself, took another sip of wine and leaned against the wall.

"Brother, when I meet something unhappy, let me be happy." After sitting next to him, Zhu Qi put one hand on his shoulder and gloated.

"It's OK." Wang Yang took another sip of the bitter wine.

"It's OK. That's the wine. It's against you." He almost drank a bottle of Laobaigan and said it was OK. Zhu Qi snatched the wine bottle from his hand and put it aside. He stopped his grasping hand. Wang Yang didn't catch the wine. He sat upright and took out a packet of cigarettes from his pocket. Before he smoked, he was robbed by Zhu Qi.

"Wang Yang, if you want to treat me as a friend, tell me what's the matter with you? Just now, it's still good. How can I send my sister back? What's the stimulation on the way back? " Zhu Qi is suddenly on the alert. Is she in trouble.

"Oh, screw you, you are stimulated!" Wang Yang waved him away, got up and fell down again. Zhu Qi helped him and accidentally grasped his injured hand. He gave a "hiss" with pain.

"Your hand is hurt" blink of an eye, wish to see his hand back in bleeding, concern way: "how to do?"

"I fell and cut it on the stone."

"It's not like a wound, it's like a knife wound." Obviously, Zhu Qi doesn't believe his lies.

"Ha ha, you won't suspect me to cut my wrist and commit suicide!" He put him off with a joke.

But Zhu Qi asked him to tell the truth: "how did you do it?"

"It's really cut on the ground. If you don't believe me, I'll take you to see my wrestling place, burp." He had a hiccup of wine, which made the wine stink.

"You lean against the wall for a while, and I'll get the medicine for you." Knowing that he couldn't tell the truth, Zhu Qi didn't ask any more. He leaned him against the wall and got up to go to the room.

"Sorry..." seeing him into the room, Wang Yang dared to look at him with sober eyes, and apologized to him.

When Zhu Qi came back with the medicine box, he was asleep against the wall, and there was a slight snore.

He took his hand and washed the wound with alcohol.

"Hiss." In the great pain of alcohol, he opened his eyes. Seeing his funny face, Zhu Qi couldn't help laughing, "I'm sorry to wake you up with pain."

"You are sprinkling sulfuric acid on my wound!" It's killing him.

Zhu Qi just smiles a few times and ignores him. After detoxification, he gives him medicine and finally bandages. His skill is very good, and he is almost catching up with experienced surgeons.

"Xiaoqi, what's your holiday with your sister?" Wang Yang can't help but be curious and gossip.

"No holiday." He returned without looking up.

"Then why don't you see her?"

"Want to know?" Bandaging his hands, he said, looking up at him.

"Nonsense." I don't want to know why he's so much.

"Oh With a sneer, he turned to clean up the medicine box, picked it up and said, "secret that can't be told."

"Son of a bitch, you will never know the secret from me." Wang Yang was so angry that he took off his shoes and flew to his back. Zhu Qi twisted his butt to the side and dodged.

"Son of a bitch." Wang Yang was not convinced. He went to the other one. This time, his head dropped and his shoes flew to the wall.

Zhu Qi turned around and looked at Wang Yang sympathetically. He said coldly, "please, brother, the so-called secrets you told me are all voluntary secrets

He didn't listen to it. He didn't have to force him to listen to it!

"Go to hell, son of a bitch." He didn't want to save face. This time, he took off his smelly socks and threw them at him. He quickly dodged. However, he slipped down against the wall drowsily. He was drunk and everyone was drunk. No one knew how tangled, painful and tired he was at the moment. Now he didn't think about anything and just wanted to have a good sleep.

Put the medicine box, Zhu Qi helped him into the room, put him on the bed, brought hot water to wash his feet, and served him like a mother. Warm water washed his feet. Wang Yang opened his eyes, looked up at the ceiling, and murmured: "Xiao Qi, if I do something sorry for you, will you forgive me?"

"If it's just that I'm sorry, I will." He returned without thinking.

Wang Yang glared at him with a faint smile, "what if I'm sorry for your sister?"

Washing his feet, he looked up at him with black eyes and said, "no way."

"Ha ha, why do you care so much about your sister and refuse to see her, Xiao Qi? What secret do you hide from me?" He sneered, closed his eyes and fell asleep again.

Taking back his eyes, Zhu Qi continued to wash his feet. After drying them with a handkerchief, he put them back on the bed and covered them for him. He looked straight at his hangover face and murmured, "Wang Yang, I hope you never know this secret."

Bending down, he went out with the foot basin, turned off the light and closed the door——

"Xiao Qi, I'm sorry. I'm really sorry." In the dark, he opened his eyes wide, staring at the ceiling without focus, crying quietly.

They all have secrets they can't tell

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The next day, Wushuang got up from the bed with aching back, took the Nightgown beside the bed and put it on. She got out of the bed, covered her waist and opened the door. Her son just came out of the room. He pressed his neck with one hand and frowned tightly. She couldn't help laughing and said, "son, do you feel good about drinking?"

"It's hard, Mommy. My neck is so sore." Wine is really not a good thing. Xiaonaibao is so sad that she pulls up her face. I see you Lian.

"Come on, baby, Mommy will squeeze it for you." Beckon, small milk bag she came to, unparalleled for him to pinch up.

"Hahaha, it's itchy. Mommy is itchy." Just a pinch, he couldn't stand the itching and began to laugh“ Well, Mommy, it doesn't hurt anymore. "

Smelling the smell of toast, the little milk bag was surprised and said, "Mommy, did you get up so early to make breakfast?"

"It's not me. I just got up."

"That's... Daddy."

Between mother and son's conversation, Tong Bohai appears beside them in an apron, and xiaonaibao sees him on one side.

Good morning, son He took a look at his son. Xiaonaibao gave him a smile and said that daddy was not so mean.

"Good morning, wife." He looked at Wushuang again, with a playful smile. He thought of his naughty and brutality last night. Wushuang thought that she couldn't be so cheap to him. Otherwise, it seemed that she was too impersonal. She would be determined by him in the future. She had to pretend to let him know that she had a temper.

Thinking of this, she didn't see him. She wiped her shoulder from him and went to the bathroom. Seeing this, she came to see Mommy go to the bathroom. He asked, "Daddy, Mommy is still angry with you."

"We..."

Tong Bohai was just about to say that they had made up last night. Xiaonaibao kept on saying, "no wonder Mommy doesn't forgive you. Daddy, you went too far yesterday. You didn't give face to the teachers at all. Mommy doesn't forgive you and baby doesn't forgive you." Wrinkled nose, small milk bag also turned to the bathroom.

"Oh Tong Bo Hai cold Chi, Cu Cu eyebrow, how, their mother two is to discuss to punish him.

"Mommy, you really don't forgive daddy." After squeezing the toothpaste and looking up at the gargle, Mommy said that he really wanted to have a cold war with Daddy. He still couldn't bear it. After all, yesterday daddy's dignity was swept away by mommy. It's even.

"Well."

"Well, Mommy, I think daddy also realized his mistake. You can forgive him for getting up so early to make breakfast for us."

Rinse the mouthwash and use the towel to clean the foam of the corners of your mouth. You lean down to your body, and you have a few big eyes. "Son, I just heard you say," I don't forgive him. You won't forgive me. "

"Yes." Xiaonaibao nodded honestly. That's what he said.

"Then why are you talking for him?" It's him, the good and the bad.

"..." xiaonaibao was silent for a moment, and said: "because I have forgiven him, but Mommy, if you don't forgive him, I can't forgive him, so I want to persuade you to forgive him, so that I can forgive him."

Several forgives confused her. After analyzing it for a long time, she understood what he said. She put her hands on the shoulder of the little milk bag and asked softly, "son, does Mommy have no personality?"

"Why do you say that?" On hearing this, xiaonaibao felt that mummy must have been hit. Otherwise, for no reason, how could she ask this irrelevant question.

"Just tell me, don't you?"

"Well, do you want to hear the truth or the lie?"

"Nonsense."

Xiaonaibao's face was very sad. She said that she had no personality. She took a deep breath. He said solemnly, "Mommy, you have personality."

"Really? You're not trying to make your mother happy I'm not confident.

"I mean it."

"I don't believe it."

"Ah." Xiaonaibao sighs and shakes her head. It's hard to be a good person these days. Women really like to lie. He used to think that mommy was an exception, but today, she can't help being vulgar.

"Mommy, you don't believe me. Why do you ask me to make fun of me Small milk bag wrinkle that egg pain of small face is really not hurt.

Toothbrush to small mouth a plug, he decided to ignore Mommy, electric switch a well, toothbrush beep beep beep sounded.

"Son, Mommy didn't make fun of you. I really feel that I have no personality. I was eaten to death by your father." Peerless murmur.

"Ha ha ha..." Tong Bohai, leaning on the edge of the door to listen to their mother and son's conversation, laughs.

"Tong Bohai!" How can he eavesdrop on her talking to her son? It's so mean that he suddenly turns into a little hedgehog and yells at him.

Tong Bohai doesn't care whether she becomes a little hedgehog or a tiger. She still smiles and walks towards her. He hands her in his arms and says vaguely, "didn't I let you eat last night?"

Warm breath spray on her white face, immediately opened two pink roses, unparalleled gas knot, this person all day on the brain, full of brain Ya Ya is not afraid of kidney loss death, she gritted her teeth, "in front of her son can not have a straight line, also not afraid to teach bad children."

Small milk contains bubbles, looking at them innocently, "when I don't exist, you chat slowly."